Month: June 2020

  • World Haiku Series 2019 (135) Haiku by Neelam Dadhwal

    Originally posted on Akita International Haiku Network: World Haiku Series 2019 (135) Haiku by Neelam Dadhwal ? willow’s bush – the enveloping air humming the birdsong ? 柳の茂み 包み込む空気 鳥のさえずりをハミング ? lilies in a pond after a long while, I smile at owns reflection ? 池のスイレン 久しぶりに 自分の映った影に微笑む ? blooming dahlias by the winter sun,…

  • the calm after the storm

    Originally posted on like mercury colliding…: the calm after the storm after the rain earth shimmers green leaves dance on the breeze wisps of my hair toss a flutter as I breathe in the calm ~kat A Gogyohka for today. What a lovely day it is! Peace to you! ❤️

  • “a speaker’s eyes…” a #tanka (6/11/20)

    6/11/20: 45 PROMPT solidarity a speaker’s eyes tearing as she addresses a park-filled protest eight minutes, forty-six seconds still changing the world #tanka #kyoka #micropoetry #poetry #BlackLivesMatter #GeorgeLloydProtests

  • Daily Haiku: June 11, 2020

    Originally posted on Charlotte Digregorio's Writer's Blog: autumn wind the yellowing leaves of a diary     höstvindar de gulnande bladen i dagboken       by Anna Maris (Sweden) Shamrock–journal of the Irish Haiku Association Issue 30, 2015  

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    Originally posted on Echidna Tracks: Marietta McGregor ? backyard blues the dog and a magpie keep their distance ? Madhuri Pillai ? ?

  • Today’s Haiku (June 11, 2020)

    Originally posted on Blue Willow Haiku World (by Fay Aoyagi): 少しづつ人を愛する金魚かな  西村麒麟 sukoshizutsu hito o aisuru kingyo kana             little by little             it becomes loving humans…             goldfish                                                 Kirin Nishimura from “Kamo” (Duck), haiku collection of Kirin Nishimura, Bungaku no Mori, Tokyo 2017

  • My Daily #Haiku (6/11/20)

    6/11/20: creek rainfalla gurglingcreek #haiku #micropoetry #poetry

  • gogyohka for a bit of sunshine

    Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes: ? when the rain lashes in grey-green green-grey and the stove is lit again in June and the long meadow grass is a heavy sea some small things bring light with their own private sunshine ? ?