Category: haiku community
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Tired trees
Originally posted on Jane Dougherty Writes: Tired trees The touch of the sun,yellow as the pendulous leavesof the box elder. Boughs bent, not sagging,it bows gracefullybeneath the weight of too much, too long,to give its child-leavesless far to fall.
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Haiga by Christina Chin
Originally posted on Akita International Haiku Network: Haiga by Christina Chin 1 a sprinkling? of dew from the canopy cicadas cry 散布 天蓋からの露 蝉の鳴き声2 intoxicating the drunken sailor in full bloom? 酔わせている 酔った船乗り 満開3 deep and seductive? the tantalising fragrance? of Don Juan? 深くて魅惑的 気をもませる香り ドンファンの4 a butterfly? on the ivory silk? lilac fragrance? ~…
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Pestilent Encounters: A Traditional-Mongol-Meter #haibun
A sudden turn in the weather, and noses begin to run… rushing toward the nearest tissue roaming the halls full of snot remember a sneeze is no issue recall a time without rot While not an apocalyptic sign, new Covid cases arise… Still we press on Stunted in our recovery Stalling for time, again and…
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Daily Haiku: Oct. 6, 2022
Originally posted on Charlotte Digregorio's Writer's Blog: you and i the separating conjunction by Jim Kacian (USA) Frogpond, Vol. 38, No. 3, 2015
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When You Need Them You Need Them
Originally posted on Heed not Steve: late morning –he squints at an end cap of readers —— © Steve Mitchell 2022
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5 – 10
Originally posted on purehaiku: river of lava unexpected snowfall melts ash on cherry blooms © Kim M. Russell 2022 I have been writing since I was a teenager and can’t imagine life without my daily haiku or the inspiration of nature. This haiku is part of our Volcano theme.
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“long day…” a #tanka (10/6/22)
10/6/22: read long day a substitute fails to read the room a sudden warm spell after cold, autumn days #tanka#micropoetry#poetry#NationalPoetryDay
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The Fate of Fools (Thursday Doors)
Originally posted on method two madness: shadows imitatedoors, dazzle you inside dreams,whispering questions shadows imitatethe complex language of choice–abandoned, you jump doors dazzle inside dreams,appear as if sailed, transportedby complete darkness whispering questions,thresholds cast riddles—as iflife, opening, free I wanted to construct a house as a sort of book, so I took a cardboard box…
