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"Haiku of enlightenment"
all explanations
a perceptive, world of green
mocking the land
summoned bird calls
tantra and morality
zestful garden----------------- in waiting
fallen fruit exists
earthen harvest and ground meet
jars in the pantry
Violet tulips
Each petal flips, another
Memory of you
©Drake J. Eszes
when my time comes round
let my last thought be loving
with soft light abound
dressed in queen anne's lace
chrysanthemums spray baby breath
awaken earth's vase
September 21 2014
Dripping rainbow drops
Of shimmering life around
Every breath of dreams
what is left
and what was there-
crescent moon
By-kash poet(kashinath karmakar)
mornings she greets me
love lines wrinkle her long face
tall, proud, my oak tree
-- --
-- --
David Meade
Live Generously
Breath of life come spring
A new force melds with the skin
Savor consciousness
Harvesting knowledge
New wisdom cultivated
Live, breath, love and die.
Cycle of spirit
Returns to the higher self
Soul's enlightenment
For Contest: Enlightenment
Date: 08-11-2014
I am a product:
Made, packaged, and marketed...
Past my use-by date?
Opening the whole
mapping uncharted pathways
through my boundless Soul.
fossil of all time
creatures of mother nature
mysterious death
bones found in the dirt
deep under the Earth's surface
museum makes money
no pity chasing down prey
sharp teeth, full belly
evolution change
cascade into the ice age
Life found a new way
fur on new breed
Mammoth hide for the cavemen
elephant cycle
REAPING SEX a simple note
If you wink an eye
At Fame's restless lonely mate—
Prepare for a storm
Embrace today,
Today, is tommorrows yesterday!
Drapeless window cries
Laughter turns to emptiness
U-Haul moves our lives...
by: iolanda scripca
for Michael's Contest "A Haiku From My Window"
where the seagull dies
stringless origami cries
loneliness of soul
koi fish suffocate
colors fade in Bonsai trees
island in distress
words not understood
shadows grin tricks on rice walls
tsunamis in eyes
geisha of the world
love is lost in illusions
freedom is her dream
men with cold fingers
whither blossom of her spring
harakiri end
in the seagull's grave
origami secrets kept
chicks learn how to fly
rising spear of light
splits the heart of a closed sky
out tumble the stars
Sharing is friendship.
Moon and sun are best of friends.
They take turns to shine.
a frozen flow
cascades upon the mountinside --
reflected sunlight
sun warmed droplets
stream along wet crevases --
a fawn drinks
fresh, clear, wild water
tumbles into the ocean --
sea gulls soar
elder's spirit born
white fur roams among brown capes
pale face prophecies
Broken Branch
by Amy Swanson, 2008
Winter-gray tree branch
Hangs low, stricken by the storm
Broken... but alive.
a cold winter's breath
freezing limbs in the bare woods ---
bone chilled finger points
Russell Sivey
NOTE: I really like this poem, one of my favorites! Submitted: 2/17/2012
CONTEST BY: Juxtaposition Haiku
SPONSOR : Charles Henderson
Entrant into PD's "Only #1 poems... For #1 contest winners only.." contest
rain brings us
under the same umbrella---
By:kash poet
shooting star---
once again I forget
my wish
Pampas Grass' tassles
Shooting upward fresh new
Beauty filled short life
Would I lie to you...
love is like a butterfly
singing in the rain.
© Harry J Horsman for S.K.A.T contest define love.
birth of a poem
as beauty flutters forth. . . .
the chrysalis' death
Silence can deceive
One's quiet to understand
Another to destroy
death's breath is warm
a welcome reprieve in the
winter of life
Sponsor: Charles Henderson
Contest Name: HAIKU 101 FOR NEWBIES TO HAIKU AND/OR POETRY SOUP CONTESTS
held you close
to share a kiss -
feeling strangely alone
Ain't a word, you said.
but it takes a daring gust
for things start to be.
life's always changing
don't come apart at the seams
hope hasn't left us
What if love is just chemistry?
Starts in the head and ends in the body,
Making us dependent.
the calendar page
still showing the last month....
a clock ticks
© 2011 kashinath karmakar
Placement:1st ;(Nov. 2011)
Contest:Whatever any theme(max. 12 lines)
Sponsor:Brian Strand
By:kashinath karmakar
shooting star -
in a wishful prayer
he folds wrinkled hands
Clock tics so smoothly
Whilst celebrants big bang came
Past out new hopes in.
This poem has been deleted due to possible publication.
Jobless, indebted -
battles with insanity
- writes haiku shaiku
Rippling sound melting
One's inner being outward
Unite its fragments
One little flower
Nods in the delicate breeze
As the crickets hum
sharing the moment
the serenity of space
the light of a flame
©Ellie Daphne van stralen 2012
One wake-up away
From the best day of your life.
Life's just a crapshoot.
Motionless Whisper
Silent splendour of the night
Starlight in your eyes
As the honeybee
Drifts from flower to flower
Another joins it
a single white rose
given to the one you want -
apoligized to
A shaft produces...
water of life, which one must
protect like the rocks
a frozen waterfall
melts in slow drips --
my tears fall
warms my damp face --
salty traces
the river flows
toward the vast ocean --
dolphins leap
GOLDEN YEARS (triple Haiku)
and where to from here?
see those gray mists gathering
questions answered soon
oh! So many years
why? 'twas only yesterday
same eyes looking out
where has the time gone?
forgetfulness is soothing
but where to from here?
the bottle,
half full of emptiness-
her nemisis
Jan 2012 Charles Henderson
in - pie - ces
why must you be in fragments?
take me pl—
ease me in-
to the pangs of oppression
let me ROT
in fragments
i trust you'll be whole again
while I break
a true living word
nonexistent in life
lonely without you
A wisp of white cloud
On a breeze, that cools the land
Autumn is soon here
She arches naked
Her hair, rinsed in natures life
Posture, proud and pert
It Still Continues
Sorrow Pain Agony GUILT
Please forgive me LOVE
Tree of Life, stands in
A place completely free of
Water, and survives
This unique tree stands alone in the desert, about 2 kilometres (1.2 mi) from the Jebel
Dukhan, the highest point in Bahrain. It is considered a Natural Wonder.
silent cursor
across google earth
zero gallons per mile?
© Harry J Horsman 2012
Power with struggle
continuing to keep faith
clinging on to hope..
wilt in summer heat --
a lost friend
kite tails fly --
children chase the wind
and catch the sun
a forgotten swing
sways beneath an empty nest --
and ripe, red apples
By Rhonda Johnson-Saunders, April 10, 2012
for ????.....!!!!!.....Ku Ku Crazy......!!!!!.....???? Contest
(Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver )
On the covered bridge
A bird is building its nest
Hidden by shadows
words left unsaid
drift upon the east wind-
freeze in my heart
Playing Ping-Pong now,
The ball hits the glass- which the
murky pool shines through.
As the butterfly
Hovers near a peach blossom
Its shadow follows
Metaphysical Moment (The Haiku)
Understanding A
Metaphysical Moment …
… Nature's Mysteries
This Haiku is for:
The Haiku Master 'Raul' Moreno
Metaphysical Poet Extraordinaire' (smile))
Forlorn, forgotten;
do tears still exist
at the bottom of the sea?
Beyond the dark trees
Robins bathe in the sand
Watched by an eagle
A stuttering life
a life of being ignored
judged without knowing
Hoarding words and sounds
to sing the songs of the heart.
Each song has an end.
lightning strikes
mom's kitty cat
what have I done?
A late night again
I'm having my second youth
when will time run out?
Heaven's furry sheep
Grazing the light atmosphere
Bares blue the sky's bloom
Clouds were made to weep
Not paint portraits on blue air
Trees without perfume
The virtual sea
These Jason's sail, hides nothing
Except death's surprise
The eyes graze the deep
Visions of the mind, what fear
Like frosty waves leap
From the hearts dark sea
The wind of thoughts in rags bring
Logic's cold demise
Love should not regret
The fancy of the heart, wing
It, denying death
For clouds' sheep are dreams
Dream's love are clouds, the blue air
With new magic teems
Pastures lush and green,
Horses resting near the pond,
All the land at peace.
Aries Soul
Mischievous flint spark
razes lethargy's prison
igniting joy's fuse.
Leo Soul
Rich roaring campfire
radiant warmth draws attention
confidence blazing.
Sagittarius Soul
Long-tended embers
spawn dazzling wisdom flashes
endlessly glowing
Capricorn Soul
White gleaming marble
proud solid stability
structural beauty.
Taurus Soul
Lavish lilac shrub
broadcasting sensual delight
exudes comfort.
Virgo Soul
Majestic maple
limbs' crimson remnants swept clean
prepared for new growth.
Libra Soul
Sleeping lover's breath
passion's rhythm synchronized
harmony complete.
Aquarius Soul
Fresh pine-mountain air
clears celestial vision
connections revealed
Gemini Soul
Frolicsome breeze
swirling dance unencumbered
transports wisdom's seeds
Cancer Soul
Soft persistent rain
quenches fragile seedling's thirst
nurtures flowering
Scorpio Soul
Ancient cavern pool
envelops secret demons
guards Pandora's box
Pisces Soul
Still midnight lagoon
shimmers cosmic buoyancy
atop deep pure peace.
Wait has a harsh sound
Treading on the fallen leaves
Spring will soothe the steps
In the deans office,
Where I sit, the smell of tea
Soothes my fever.
a gaga gadfly
on a water buffalo
touch me not, i rule
The- ferry- sways left,
Then right- in unison- pon-
Dering- whom- to love.
During Autumn Rush,
Squirrels chase scraps of acorns-
On trails to winter.
In the bright sunlight
Bold with such tenacity
A Mosquito bites
lodgepoles pines fall
dead, beetle attack, new life
emerges -- aspens
The wind's- subtle blow,
Teasing- the leaves- on the trees,
Wafts her hair- forward.
sucking tears,
wanting the wears
lost in the furnace of wasted years
two quills and a rose
on the same wooden table
love triangle
When words flow freely
Emotions released in air
Love and peace prevail
Hiccups of laughter
Bubbles up inside to be
Layered on by tears.
Eyes like a bright moon
Howls shatter the silent night
Messages from wolves
From side to side they
Sway; beneath them these children
Play...Beauty of green
surrender to God
speaks silence in words themselves
words are unknown words
Bright and intense hues
Breaching through Earths fertile womb
Strewn upon the tombs
By Robb A. Kopp
Eye of the night sky
Wide open with cloud-like brow
Guide me on the path.
Stage in blazing lights
Lovely steps of a hornpipe
Sailor boy's delight
like blue tentacles
natures spinal chord of life
provides for us all
Written for Raul's Contest
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___hello kitty___
pretty and stylish
clean sassy paw print shower
purr-fect flower smell
__sea of stupidity___
life without reason
beauty vanished common sense
follow the leader
___city dreams___
low rise grey sunrise
dusty wind music terror
crystal clear sunset.
___brain storming___
business in the sky
thirst engraved in my sand wall
wishing well compel
___live bait___
catch me if you can
deep under salty water
aquatic spew smell
___turtle wax___
twisted fresh smell
beautiful shine in the sun
clear crystal rain X
___lonely and apart___
an empty kettle
fall like a flower petal
wet window ledge
___ Margarita Time__
stainless creation
blizzard form from tornado
cold temptations
___ withdrawals ___
clouds hide down below
my heart, my body, my soul
a certain form lost
It's raining all day!
The kids are playing football –
They just love to play!
Oh ye harvest moon
hung low and ripe in the night
Bless thou our harvest
May all our hard work
through God's grace and fair weather
Reap they full bounty.
For Brian Strand's
Hymn of Harvest contest
Every heartbeat is bestowed upon,
Compassion embraces a child eternally
That uplifts a child's soul in isolation in every way.
He tried basketball.
He can't run and he can't jump.
He sits in the stands.
Drop of water
In the river -
Sound of joy
A void of Facebook
Creativity dies here...
pale silken strands sway
tickling the warm breezy air
honey wheat wands dance
prosperity flows
nourishing life on the farm
drought came and all died
Man measures all things;
Laying down those credenda
Others live to serve.
slippery...downhill ride...playground slide
climbing boys...monkey bars...broken bones
seesaw goes...high and low...don't jump off
Feb. 25, 2013 for Gigno's Ellip Contest
soul fills up,
rain streaks down my cheeks
brightness blinds my world
darkness cloaks and chokes me up...
heaven's tears soothe me
angry skies flash teeth
wind wailing its frustrations--
drenching rain drowns soul
black and red rain
hateful words, scorching wrath boils
daggers on paper
each word stings eyes, heart
pen takes a stab, then twists hard
raindrops on paper
** jan 15, 2011 for Skat's dark rain contest
raw onions
falling tears
Form: Ellip
Rock walls jagged edges
Beauty protection question
Where do all roads lead
Imagine Lennon
Performing on Mosaic
Central park design
Poet's deep deep thoughts
Dreamer living for moment
Contest:"Your Thoughts" contest
Sponsor:Michael J. Falotico
Written by:Sara Kendrick
I struggle and strive
I pump persevering flow
I knew I could fly
© Brenda V Northeast 18th may 2012
For Gail Doyles- Inspirational contest
butterflies rise up
thunderous clapping of wings
the rose bushes sway
Russell Sivey
Timeless space… Moving on… Beauty feels
Colorful… Paradise… Forever
Grand entry… Hope reaches… No ending
Russell Sivey
Entrant into ... Gigno's "Ellip" contest
River flows.... Musk filled air.... Homecoming
Ellip Contest
© 2-11-2013
In his suicide note
My poverty is to blame
No one else, he wrote
River walk
A riverside walk,
Water turbulent or calm,
Same as goes the life!
Haiku- 5/7/5
August 27th, 2014
For contest 'River walk'
By PD A
Ode to the farmer
We depend on your livestock
We're very grateful
Looking from my desk,
One plus one equals two birds-
Chasing each other.
"snow flakes"
crystalline droplets…
heavenliest ornaments
earth blanket enhancive
seasonal special…
holiday cheer enhancement
alpine purity
seasonal beauty…
bountiful abundant store
spring water release
For: **SN*O*W** HAIKU
Sponsored by *SKAT*
Gold and green forests
The forests we cut down
Gold is investors' safe harbor
A-L Andresen :)
Nature teaches us
If the picture is complete
River full of life
A-L Andresen :)
Contest Name: One Solo EPIC Senryu or Haiku- River walk
Sponsor A Poet Destroyer
- Thank you for my 7th place in your contest, Linda -
back to school?
too much broken concrete
to cross
beneath a gold sun
a small child with arms outstretched. . .
joy of life embraced
wearing just a smile
the boy straddles a white horse. . .
strength in purity
an orange banner
grasped tightly in the child's hand. . .
vitality seized
sun's rays in blue sky. . .
good vibrations undulate
on the horizon
nourished by the sun
four sunflowers beam brightly. . .
life's sweet fulfillment
For Tracie's Contest on Tarot Cards
Please see the following link for a look at the card's picture:
The loneliness weighs
Whiskey bottle is emptied
Doomed to go to hell
A-L Andresen :)
Whispering morning
Gives birth to a sultry sun
A warming haze grows
Always stay prayerful-
for the lions are waiting
to devour you.
Pace, G
White powdery wisps
Instead of the morning dew...
Winter's Wonderland
* * *
Walking past the park
Wings made with childlike passion
Angelic Image
* * *
Whitened droplets
Falling from gray clouds above
Catch one on your tongue
* * *
White covers the ground
Trouble starting the blower
Shovel time...again
* * *
Chilled air on glass
Panes painted with icy hues
Scenes from Jack's palette.
Sacrificing loneliness in other country
For family's welfare
Considered as heroes by Filipinos
(Experimenting a "Haiku")
A pond kept unclean
is detrimental to all
that accretes to it.
Pace, G
< coniferous tree
playing peek a boo .... shuffle
candid smiles glisten
{ Christmas }
Entry For
Deborah Guzzi's
Holiday Haiku Contest
G.L. All
Red Cardinal comes
First female male eat suet_
Gentleman inborn
A squirrel that is
recumbent on the road, is
destined to road-kill.
Pace, G
"Just a state of mind",
Too often said of aging.
Get old... then tell me.
A heart
learning language of love
but also grief
The grief
learning heart to go uphill
death is heavy
A-L Andresen :)
You are a rodent
to a snake if you walk in
its territory.
Pace, G
A sister should see
the atrocities
and help attain sanity
origami dreams -
snowflakes of the past back home -
wish I were with you...
for SKAT's Haiku contest
Street lamps still lighted
night has retired and faded
a new day unfolds
heavens rolled darkness
tucked it away for the sun
to give light and shine
in the horizon
a golden beam of sunrise
appears out of mist
in the street corner
a small child still dazed from sleep
awakens and yawns
trembling, feeling cold
he hugs himself to feel warm
morning air brings chill
to his fragile frame
that looks sickly, frail and weak
under the street lamp
for this homeless child
the street corner becomes home
to rest for the night
in a little while
he will move and will scavenge
for his morning meal
from the garbage can
full of piled litters and trash
he gets his morsel
living in the street
has made him vulnerable
life is hard and tough
for a little child
abandoned, uncared, unloved
is there hope to life?
live as if you plan
to be an organ donor--
make healthy choices
resonance of rain
an azure sky now darkened…
unseen tears roll down
Contest: Dark Rain (haiku)
4th place
Red Cardinal Sits
Frozen water in birdbath....
Peck, peck, head back drink
In the morning sun
When a bird flies gracefully
Of life's simple things
A-L Andresen :)
bittersweet vine
twist like pipe curls on a finger
blue birds sings
bird song arias
wake the sun-soaked cat napping
feathers fly
down laced twigs
incubate the Robin's blue eggs
puss licks his whiskers
lofted sparrow hawk
warm basket of new born kittens
noon whistle
Black smoke covers all
children animals run
but they can't escape
One people we are
matters not Red White or Brown
we are all the same
Edward J Ebbs - 10/03/11
Contest: "Neapolitan Ice Cream (HAIKU)"
spears sing of spring
push past rag-tag laggard snow---
trumpet the sun
The life of a ship
depends on how you build it.
Strive for perfection.
Pace, G
"Only ONE life to live"
Ballooning o'er the desert
Sun peeks up at you...
Experience nature's gift.
Wafting on the wind's current
Silence in motion...
Reflections of a new day.
The fire of dawn awakens
Hills of umber gold...
Borne to see such wonderment!
a root of an immortelle
life's paradigm
- inspired by Brian Strand's Poetry Of The Noun Contest
what new plant is this
flowering bees this morning
and butterflies too?
running to and fro
a group of ants in action
searching for food
bathed in the sunshine
shimmering pools of water
pulsating with life
Night Hearts rock dawn gold
Our duet
Hums in azure day
cold misty morning
wet grass with lingering dew
wait for rising sun
Flea's to a dog is
no different to a cat.
Both feed to survive.
Pace, G.
leaves catch sky water
buckles with too much weight--
rain drops
soft nest in woodlands
a baby fawn under mom
life untouched renews
Poems by Shar
Form: haiku 5/7/5
For Linda-Marie's contest
"Beauty of Nature"
eyes wide open
flowers sway in the the breeze
allergies abound
Received: Honorable Mention
Brain Strand's "Eight Or Less"contest
Ornamental bird
Silver coated on den shelf
Oil coated soon death
Lover # 1
outside my window
willow branches stroke the wind
fish waits for the fly
Lover # 2
voice unheard by wind
sea erases our sand prints
nothing but old bones
moon and sun shine forever
ancient bonsai still growing
For Deb's contest
velvet sky--
star burns through canopy
leaves black hole
Great joy together...
Hearts now torn by love and hate...
Solution: Divorce.
It all began with "For Better or Worse",
But the words afterward became very terse.
Divorce was the answer she decided upon
As with me she didn't want to go on...
The only other answer was to ride a hearse.
Two people in love end up in court and for a divorce sue,
It would never have happened...had they not said, "I Do"!
(Top - Haiku, Middle - Limerick, Bottom - Single Couplet)
For Poet Destroyer's Divorce Club Contest
twigs of winding stairs
climb glassy mirror of time```
old memories wiped
saintly gaslight tails
fill lungs with pure crystal breaths ```
new beginnings sprout
all rights reserved
(( for ^ Rick Parise's " Haiku Beyond" ))
Rappers represent
Modern day correspondents
In the hip-hop age
Producers present
Orchestrated sound agents
Musical front page
Celtic Priest stands tall
Village folk wide eyed in hope
Sun will hear his call
Inspired by the Winter Solstice Haiku Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Seashell Island
Poetry Rainbows
Like carefree summer daydreams
Exalt illusion.
so lonely
only the diary knows
my secrets
Through waters you move.
All else is dull when compared.
What beauty you hold.
Pacific murmur
Blond eyelids wake up seagulls
Happiness alive
Surf and rays in love
Paintbrushes escape from box
Tempera of Soul
Obsessive Golden Spectrum
Rip open my chest
Don' t need oxygen
Growing gills, play with dolphins
Sun alive again...
***for P.D.'s Contest " Sunrise"***
Because tears are meant
To be a symbol of strength
Even in hard days.
blow away our canes
stumbling us down on the ground
rise to walk again
rebuilding places
like a midrib broom as one
the sun shines again
Nov. 7, 2012
Note: This Haiku was inspired by the theme of the previous contest of SandyIvy, with theme, Hurricane. It came late because of my PC problem.
Honorable Mention
Contest: Your Best Haiku
Judged: 11/18/2012
Sponsor: Poet Nathan A
Second Place
Contest: November's Poem
Judged: 11/26/2012
Sponsor: Poet PD
Kitchen Window Closed
Frozen birdbath, white 'oar's frost
Birds seek water, food
~An Haiku From Your Window~
For:Michael J. Falotico
Written By: Sara Kendrick
Angels in heaven
Dancing on a small puddle
Always stay afloat
two opposite beings
appearance, thinking, outlook
made for each other
Primordial wood
Sheltering the cells of life
That shall sustain us
*Inspired by Raul Moreno's contest, "Solace in Nature".
tears fell
love up and left...
another door opened
For the contest of *P.D.* ~Your favorite or best HAIKU~
Written by: Carol Brown
5th Place Winner
Soft snow beckoning,
Falling with deceptive lade,
collapsing my soul.
In Iran they march
"Where" they ask "is my vote gone?"
Answered by truncheon
God, Allah, they call
In His name, holy, oppress
Gods weakest children
Other news shall show
Western television screens
But we wont forget
Hundreds dead now
We only know one name, one face
A prayer for them say
Those in glass houses
shall never throw stones or run
naked at daytime
*I must give thanks to my friend B.B. for inspiring me to provide you with the PG description of his depravities
Omniscient guy
Yet he lets bad things happen
How can he exist?
The warm leaves crackle
From being rudely pushed aside
As Daffodils emerge
the green grass of home
other pastures desirable
commandments broken
My home on my back
Yet my journey never ends
Forever searching...
Some use death to flee,
But suicide lacks honor.
Living takes courage.
A cold cloudless sky,
Only 'Starbucks' is open --
Thanksgiving strangers
My green garden grows
Beautiful and bountiful;
Tread lightly friend slug.
a plump turkey struts
across the leaf filled farmyard--
smells cranberry sauce
A cloud I was given
Had nose and brown eyes
My baby...Christopher
for: Cyndi MacMillan's Contest "Creativity" Modern Haiku
haiku fanatics
stifling creativity
laying down the law
inflexible minds
smothering self-expression
toeing language lines
simile is out
personification too
metaphor's a crime
icicles are fine
as long as they aren't crystal
and they mustn't rhyme
ripping haiku rules
rebel verse must be contained
I should be ashamed!
wonder if Basho
stuck rigidly to the rules
observed tradition?
haiku from the heart
give metaphor wings to soar
let the words fly free
oops I do believe
this is strictly senryu
not haiku at all!
After reading all sides of the haiku debate about how it should be written and indeed beyond haiku and into the writing of poetry in general, I really only have this to say: life is not perfect and if art imitates life it stands to reason that poetry cannot be perfect either. I think the writing of poetry suffers from perfectionism and I find that the more I read about the rights and wrongs of writing, this technique and that technique, this form and that form, the more of an inhibitory effect it has upon my work. Life is constantly changing and evolving and therefore poetry should do the same. What is being published today at the cutting edge is mainly modern haiku and free verse with a definite shift towards more rawness and edginess and I welcome that. Life is not perfect and has very little rhyme or reason, so how can it possibly be captured in neat little stanzas and strict syllable counts? And so when writing haiku I will write my own version of it, what personally pleases me and what I'd like to read myself - I've ripped up my rule book. :-)
As the universe
Expands exponentially
My flower has died.
Submitted for Gareth's "Familiarity Unknown" contest
april rain ends
rainbow over the city
prophesy of hope?
Weaving silver threads
Catching moon beams in their webs.
Diligent Spiders.
A fairy tale day
Of pink mauve and gold high lights
Caressed in purple
Bridges can trimble
Just keep walking towards the light
Peace awaits you there
*Miranda Lambert*
For Rick Parise's contest: Haiku Beyond
subconscious mind
pierces through consciousness....
veil is lifted
veil of spring fog
conceals valley from sight--
blind mole emerges
marriage of waves and fog moves across sand / union eternal
waves pound on door....
built house on sand
instead of cliff top
*Inspired by Chas Henderson's "String Haiku" contest
Whilst we are raindrops,
we forget we are water.
Sunrise or sunset
Seems so silent and serene
From the things between.
slip n' slide white moon
space cadets glide in the shine
illustrious orb
~blue northern winds
a frolicking arctic
whistling the blues
~blue skies darken
the sun's eyelid is closed
life dares to dream
~blue bulb tulips
adamant potential
life given stores
~blue dormancy
frozen earthly landscape
fur bearing seals
at the roadside
solitary flowering weed
vision of loveliness
leaf falling from the tree
does its last dance in the air
then settles to the ground
in the crack in the concrete
the grass pushes upwards
unstoppable life force
Through logic and science
One can even know Allah
And understand Him
< well isn't that swell
lost another cool surfboard ...
holy sharks galore
beyond horizon
the sun bids day well ado ...
happy trails to you
top of old smokey
cumulus congestive skies ...
coughing up a storm
excursion riding
using buoyant enforcement ...
to capture the sun
yacht and small vessel
endlessly floats rippled lake ...
feeling abandoned
Shedding gloom
Even on bed of thorns
Enchanting roses bloom
Pond Life: Lillypads and Frogs
lotus flower blooms
showa koi search old pond
pollywogs scatter
pulsing dragonfly
above shadowed frog on pad
unbridled tongue fast
~by deborah burch©
wet cheeks not spring rain….
distinction applied by God
man sheds tears when sad
*Haiku for "The natural thing to do contest."
sliver of time
it was now no longer
foul smell of death
Entry into "Only # 1 Poems..."
Contest of: P.D...... Placed 8th
Note: I feel so honored to have received the placement below from Brian Strand
Entry: Short & Sweet Contest
Sponsor: Brian Strand
1st Place Winner
Jack Frost on mountain
Overlooking hollows hills
Sun_Jack disappears
No more shedding tears
Cheer up, che sara sara –
You know God is near!
out on the porch
listening to nature
does the owl hoot Sara?
From the book entitled "I Heard the Owl Call My Name"
By Margaret Craven
Kwakiatl native American tribe's belief
when death is imminent that the Owl
calls one's name..
Sponsor: Richard Lamoureux
Contest: Questionku
Last line a question..
I bet you were not expecting this...
a cricket in the eaves
harmonizes with
night rain
old river benue
a fisherman's canoe
ladened for market
graveyard's windy dust
sending papers and leaves high
every ones underground
15 February 2010
Morning Summons
By: Noel N. Villarosa
God's morning summons
Placid sea and dawning sun
A walk in the sand
5th Place to Raul Moreno's Seascapes Contest: 2/28/2010
Silently Suffer
Sacrifice without regrets
Quiet leadership
winter leaving
smells of spring uprising --
anxious moments...
a silent phone
beside ticking clock
smiling face
with quick response...
a known ringtone
Black canvas, curved space
Yellow sun of evolved grace
Living strokes of light
Lookin' after pests
Keepin' a CLOSE eye on 'em
"Those wild animals!"
Roamin' around zoo
Searchin' for sneaky monkey
Hidin' in a tree
Zookeeper gets mad
"Where's Marty, the smartypants!?"
"He TOOK my cage keys!"
raindrops dance like stars
hearing the songs of lightning
whirl amongst gray clouds
(June 20, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
Dance is therapy.
It gets your eyes off the world
and straight onto me.
Sparkle of kiss
Pitter-patter of raindrops
Therapy rebirth
Sparkle of rain
Seeking possession--a kiss
Sparkling clashes
Confiding through rain
And after the rainbows fade
Retired in your arms
Simple life we shared
I walked with you in the rain
All the blues drifted
Unbecoming rain
Heeded to lover's advice
Moments of bliss to come
Bitty diamonds
Showered their naked bodies
Cuddled bright beauty
Gentle rain pouring
Never drifted us apart
Be still in the rain
Pictures: 1-7
Kissing in the Rain (2 Haiku) Contest of
Poet Destroyer A
22 May 2013
Crowds and solitude still
World - a house of mirrors
I'm the spectator, I'm the show
city - day
bustle, exhaust, fumes
moving on...
Matter's eternal
Not created nor destroyed
Endlessly it is.
Molecules combined
Created life's illusion
Serving no purpose
Life makes no matter
The burden of conscious thought
purpose ever sought
The blue waters shine
Reflecting the distant sky
Seagulls swim, I smile
Bud's smile lingers me
Eternity lasts a while
When I laugh, I cry
Recurring nightmare--
my blank answer sheets
in all the exams
an autumn morning
while walking in the rain
soup cooking
In your eyes I see
the way you look back at me
it's what sets me free
The way you smile
it's one that lasts for awhile
I love your style
It's the way you talk
and watching the way you walk
that makes my heart knock
Maybe it's your jeans
or your handles that are lean
either way I scream
Could be that t-shirt
it could be the way you flirt
or thoughts of desert
The one I count on
in this life and life beyond
my wife is my bond
Edward J Ebbs - 10/21/2011
Inspired written for Frank's Contest. I have played rugby, baseball, volleyball, racquetball and more....this season is devoted to my wife :-)
well, if you take them
you will end up behind them
is that what you want?
Beauty of nature
Why condense it down to God?
Isn't life enough?
matty meows with
a rooster at 6 a.m.
but, no snooze button
< life's bare essentials
can become some great assets
in dires time need
predator or prey
endangerment of species
remains that of man
Entry For John Freeman's
Natural And Beyond Contest
G.L. All
Autumn leaves keep me
Pensive, wrapped in reverie
Amidst the colors
For: Shards of Light Contest by Raul Moreno
It is autumn in the southern hemisphere (my second home is Sydney)
It's been a good run
To the back side of sixty,
The short side of time.
First Hollywood kiss
Behind a pink crepe myrtle.
Thanks, Patsy Werner.
High school was okay.
Didn't help me to focus;
So, my mind wandered.
Surfed Bonzai Pipeline,
Big waves break into lava.
What made me do it?
Vietnam jungles.
I wondered why I was there.
America lost.
Smoking pot. Stereo.
Good fun in the seventies.
Psychedelics too.
And three wives later,
I finally found true love.
We're still together.
My destitute heart,
Saved by the sweetest angel.
I love you, Sandy.
Sooners are my team.
Most winning football program
In the Modern Era.
I am retired now.
But I have plenty to do.
Golf, primarily.
I've been writing more.
Perhaps I will write a book.
I have many tales.
I'd chase young girls; but,
Girls with a "grampa" fetish
Are so hard to find.
If I am lucky,
I will just drop dead one day.
With my peace of mind.
Yes, made a good run
To the back side of sixty,
The short side of time.
American flags,
the right to destroy is yours;
as is your freedom.
ghazal notes twirl,
summer sun on dirty panes--
old man picks rags
lean form bends
under heavy garbage bag...
a Mercedes honks
The wolf finds the moon
Howling his thoughts to the sky
She never answers
AgMoore© 07/2011
graduation day
a cool swimming pool
made him late
A lake reflects life
A mother holds her child
A new reflection
Echoing day's light
life is like a golden pond
golden at the end
Silver birches creak
in rasping winds so sublime
A frog leaps upward
rain drops dribble
rivers run through green grass;
muddied bullfrog blinks
the cricket ends his song...
no luck tonight
Love is a life in
The valley of happiness
The nostalgic days .
Each day I wonder
what the feeling is like to
Never need wishes
God made all people
But some better than others?
Stop being silly.
canadian geese
gleaning plowed cotton field..
last meal before roost
How is your Karma
It may be winter outside
inside is your choice
Karma is basic
you give up your selfishness
and peace will follow
Edward J Ebbs - 11/05/11
languid spring twilight
cicadas sing their night song
creation in view
gold leaves cling
as snow mounds on the maple…
cattle low
Kigo-gold leaves/fall
Poet: D. Guzzi
Ardent in ones hope
Is the prospect of a spring
Bringing forth new life
Ballistic travels
Collapsing apprehension
Milky Way of light
written for
Sponsor ^Rick Parise
Contest Name Haiku Beyond (Nature Only)
The body: sacred
We're all made in God's image
Hence... circumcision?
Garden plump and ripe
My needs have been provided-
Content and happy
over 50's; when a bed stops you to support sleep longer.
when your body stops you to eat stronger,
when medications stop you to drink alcohol,
when Dr. advises you to stop smoking if you live longer,
you know the time when value becomes a tease monger.
< silent explosion
between puckered weary legs ...
spandex dialogue
Entry For Poet Destroyer's
Pooping Contest {Don't Ask To Go To The Bathroom}
green plants and grasses
a message of life and hope
in a desert land
The trees are dancing
Birds are flying peacefully
They make life happy
choice color,
the rainbow
chose me...
life is not measured
by success, wealth or pure love,
but by happiness
Morning Breeze
By: Noel N. Villarosa
Morning breeze so cold
Invites lovers to be closed
Warm bodies and talk
Undefeatable strength
Unyielding aptitude
Unbreakable passion
Bald Eagle great strength
Fly on lofty heights soaring...
Gentleness exposed
Contest:Pure Thoughts On Nature
Sponsor: John Freeman
Storm coming, madam
Me-- I'm going up country--
Lay low and stay sweet*
*stay sweet--stay alive
Victoria Anderson-Throop
Nairobi, Kenya
November 26, 2012
Note: Political unrest near Nairobi, Kenya due to election strategies. Polish nun told me that she was warned by a local moonshine runner to hide. Too late. She was pistol whipped by local police who wanted more protection money. Didn't get the money (it was a free clinic, so nurses had no money) Police beat the nurse/nuns and absconded with the very rare and precious AIDS meds to sell to the hospitals.Free AIDS clinic was forced to close.(Kenyan government does not have free health care for the poor) Nuns are recovering then being transferred to other clinics. Three went back to Europe forced into early medical retirement due to permanent injuries sustained by police and/looters. The care program(education and/or placement) for the children whose parents were AIDS patients is gone. Children have taken to the streets in desperation. Count your blessings.
No appealing lure
that old lifetime guarantee
on appliances
©Kathryn McL. Collins
November 7, 2012
no more Soup for me
all of YOU have pissed me off
April Fools Suckers
JSLambert ~ This is the fabulous "Prankster Haiku"
Haiku from the Heart Contest
~This is not your average Haiku. But I am not yir' average Joseph, for my "Prankster Haiku" form is highly Ex-plosiPH! Ya' DiGG?
Peace be upon you,
Be in peace.
God is peace!
yellow setting sun
end to nice warm winter's day..
gold full moon rises
Love is in the air
with their eyes they gaze and stare
No words need spoken
Dragons are evil
Dragons are very different
Dragons are kings
Sea mother awaits
The warm water is breaking
Manatee calving
Ode to the farmer
Carry on your hardy tasks
We live on your crops
the empty swing
still moving to and fro...
cry of a child
© kash poet
The unknown remains
A mystery to each of us
Yet so familiar
Wise owl at his post
"hoo, ha, hoo...hoo, hoo, hoo, hooooo"
thus he gives a hoot!
a decade is yesterday's century
things change that fast
tomorrow a day
Deception lingers.
The Lord counts on his fingers.
One two three four five.
Our sins pile up high.
Brim stones unleashes from sky.
The bible explains why .
Humans mystified.
Humans contemplate their sins.
Down crumbling mountains.
Blood sheds blood sheds wild.
Genesis revelations.
brute termination.
End of all generations .
lo lo damnation.
Tornadoes destroys.
A vast grim darkness deployed.
One two three the end.
The son falls on earth.
Lo the earth burns the earth ends.
One two three the end.
Definition of lo:look! see!
Sponsor:Gail Doyle
Contest:The End Of The World Armageddon
Life in Earth
Like flowers blooming in
The Paradise of God
If I want it then I best go and get it
If I choose it then I best do it
If I want to go somewhere then why must I choose to hold oneself back
If I want change then why don't I try and make a change
I know Im a sinner and far from being a winner
I see my people eating good but me I usually miss breakfast and dinner
I keep looking for truth on the outside when infact I should be looking inner
I know I keep destroying my lungs and my liver
I know life can be crazy for this young man
I know if I want to be remebered I will have to take a certain indvidualized stand
I know I must do what I must and also do what I can
I know this must be some sort of Gods plan
I go out writing with a bang
Im going to go married to this literature wearing a a diamond rang (ring)
Im going to write this *****until it gets sung until its finally sang
I do what I do to make some sort a life living change
Who is this person?
Wrinkled face and piercing eye
Show me character.
aerial viewing
outstretched crows flying frenzy
harvest festival
A flower today,
Did you really see it.
How many petals?
I rise from my sleep
As I look out my window
I see a new day
I hold tight to life
A day's breath is heavier
Each has it's season
Spring mornings are fresh
It's nature's nativity
Full of promises
The summers are bright
Long sunny days and warm nights
Full of life's passion
Fall is one of color
A storm of artistry
Full of achievements
Winters are lonely
Life with a blanket of snow
Full of Forgiveness
Edward J Ebbs
Drops of morning dew..
Reflecting rays of sunlight.
A new life begins.
Eleven P.M.
Now twelve midnight, two A.M.
Water flows freely
Sleep eludes my eyes
Three A.M., four-thirty, augh, sigh
Water flows freely
tangerine morning
in a flame feral forest
deer dash, squirrels leap
Gold Finch quietly
Grasp Rubeckia's stem feeds...
Flies on silent wings
eagle's strength
hunter elegant in flight
spirituel ballet
(spirituel_light and airy movement
Cycles of life, humanity;
God reaches down with strong hands
touching illnesses of our bodies and souls.
my soul exploding
in beautific harmony with
his melodic Words
In his wisdom God
Created all creatures with
Deep love and purpose
Beautiful bird perched
on tree limb under moon's glow
elegantly dressed
Clouds rest on tree tops
lumpy feather beds billow
horses graze in snow
Jan. 24, 2007
Proud bird perched so high
silently viewing the world
We await his song
Dec. 23, 2007
Sun and humming birds
mingle while rainbows arch high
drawing eyes skyward
Tiger baths his wounds
cold water soothes like medicine
he will fight again
October 1, 2007
In him peace abides
Little fellow young and free
God's true gift to me
Dec. 19, 2007
A Poet Who Loves To Sing
Night's blackness obscures
our very limited view.
Does dawn surprise us?
Two feathers drifting
Over ocean waves, ready
For new adventures.
The cave underground
Chamber of darkness musk damp
Secure place__bat's home
Cave inside fireglow
Outward facing light Aspens
Golden yellow hair
Cave fear slow echo
Hollow blank lonely scarey
Empty dreams no hope
People were
Many things.
Strange or not
People were
Different and
Odd and fun.
People were
Monsters but…
That's not all
People were
And still are
Strange and odd.
People are
People. For
life is life.
Yet not.
Not is lies.
Truth seeps from
Every mouth
Lies, lies, lies
Move, move, move
But somehow
Lies prevail.
Lies are life.
Lies are death.
Lies are homes.
Lies are pain.
Lies are truth.
Yet somehow.
Truth prevails.
Truth is life.
Truth is death.
Truth is home.
Truth is pain.
Truth is lie.
Truth is that.
Lies will die.
Lies will cease.
Truth will live.
Truth will be.
sheep run
at the sound of an earthquake
i finish my milkshake
All a friendship is
is a close relationship
without the good sex
Merry speak, Father
As life sprouts forth within spring-
Priapic* flower.
A. Green
* 1. Priapic- Of, relating to, or resembling a phallus; phallic.
my mantra will be. . . .
this new year is better than
last year's was for me
(I can't see how the new year can be worse than last year,
so i am trying to think positive next year, and I'll say that my
year WILL be better!)
For ~New Years Resolution Contest"
Sponsored by Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver
Life like a flower
Unfolds before us each day
Both reach for the light
ant crawling
in the gasket of freezer...
chilling out
ant seen
by me..
short life
spotted division
birch trees live in black and white
bark reveals secrets
(June 20, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
strive to be happy
knowing that ultimately
destiny prevails
A child's liberty
Swift as a guiltless white hare
Sprinting in splendor.
road trip on fall day
highway under construction...
powerful tar scent
damp soil swirls
liquid disco drumbeats....
damselfly dancers
March 2, 2011
Friendship is a thread
Made of trust and affection
Easily breakable
Guns are the devil
Reincarnated metal
When in evil hands
Tears flow
As the hero
dies slow
in my story
tenderly crushed grapes
perfectly producing wine
overly sour juice
tenderly crushed grapes
perfectly producing wine
made liquid hatred
tenderly crushed grapes
perfectly producing wine
romance billows in
Entered into Alfred Vassallo's "Bacchus The God Who Loved His Grapes" contest
Coffee mugs the cup
Toasted muffins await jam
The Call of Morning...
She lay there in her golden aura
Stung by a bee....painless
Soft breeze wafting her hair ...taken again.
smelly old man - -
passers by sniff
and check their shoes
my ears hurt
and crystal shatters - -
she calms down
Goodnight to my love
I bid you to sleep and dream
May the night be wet
With my own exhalt
At being close to your heart
Without any care
For eternity
For us to ring those church bells
Shall Fate show mercy?
a coin drops
into the blind man's cup
the sound it makes
pillar of trumpets
are no match in a garden
for the hummingbird
in colorado
the geese recall the last time
we threw crumbs on pond
Gathering grey clouds
Whip crack of frothing thunder
Is this Africa?
On this sunny day
A dog is drinking water
And swimming in pond!
Life is a mere dream
A fleeting shadow that fades
with time; awaken!
Wobbly rough gates
hide scent
flowers of the soul
In the dark shadows,
Fallowed, shallowed and hollowed,
Some remain sorrowed.
thirty years later---
same staircase
yet so high
© kash poet 2012
Placement:1st;(April 2012)
Contest:Onesevenone (max 11 lines)
Sponsor:Brian Strand
By:kash poet
nostalgia cycle
Of my drought
and rain
deer hunter's cabin
left naked in former woods...
miles_strip cleared of trees
Not sure that this qualifies as a true Haiku
freshly plowed field
rows stretch to the horizon
birds feeding
earth nurtures seed
sun filters through broken clouds
rich black gold
golden blanket
waves in the hot summer breeze
harvest home
silos tower
year's bounty gathered again
bread baking
Strive for uniqueness
discover we are the same
cast from the same seed
Many words spoken
words of love and words of life
some are forsaken
True love is a verb
Love is more than a feeling
Love has to be earned
Edward J. Ebbs - 03/04/12
Once blurted without caution,
It creates history enveloped in anguish
Only leaving you will bring serenity.
millions arrived on
capitol hill protesting
goverment shutdown
the young girl
turning side to side
toward the mirror
made a robot
named it after him
programmed it to be compassionate
It is a time when cold dark winter comes unwound :: spring's growing sunshine
Peace; humble, serene
Can be found within the soul
Be still, listen, be
The tiniest tap
Within this vicious circle
Quickly amplifies
And so it begins
Spinning out of proportion
Stopping at nothing
Playing with passion
Lawless, careless, beautiful
Teasing misery
While our lives are swift
The top may move at light's speed
Faster and faster
The force of hatred
Cannot strip it of its glee
Centrifugal joy!
Gravity is weak
Easily disregarded
So much space to dream!
The mighty Neptune
It fervorously dances,
Tangos in the light
The theatric top
Likened to the universe
Spinning endlessly...
Majestic morning
Day breaks flashing amber eyes
Sunshine on her lips
in front of the pack
as leader ..i speak to my people
full moon ..howling wolf
a breath of fresh air
words of a poet released
our poetry lives
"Carol Ann Brown 2011"
For: ^Rick Parise "Poetry On Poetry" contest
Honorable Mention
Live for your spirit
Bold your passion in relieved
Love the life you live
Pastoral country
Where folks wave to passers by--
Farmers plowing
Exit 386
Wal-Mart, fast foods, and hotels--
Tourists stop
Modern businesses
Of every type one might need--
The short road to town
Refurbished storefronts
With arts antiques and barbers--
Downtown businesses
Houses big and small
Fill the local neighborhoods--
Quiet streets
State Parks, music fests
And neighborhood barbeques --
Outside of town
Beautiful farms and woodlands--
The rural folks
The river rises
Bringing water to my land --
Children in kayaks
The home of brave hearts
Who understand nature's way --
King and rattlesnakes
The home of the free
Where people are seen smiling--
Live Oak, Florida
ã June 5, 2012
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Written for Poetry Soup Member MY LAND IS MY HOME
Sponsored by: ~ SKAT ~
a kite flies high
carried by the wind - -
the string snaps
for Gwendolen's contest
I'm not sure if this is a good haiku, LOL, but Deb G has helped me enormously
Sex is like our food
Love is like its sweet flavor
Sex with love is good.
...in this land, we lived
to see pharaoh and stars
in their origin...
The Sun sets so low
As the frothy tide roars in
Mother Nature's glow
A skeleton dances
On top of an old coffin
Evil pours through him
A ghost prowls on by
Looking for someone to scare
Who's the next victim
A black cat sits near
Superstition is his craze
People fear his kind
Bats scurry about
By the moonlight they go on
Seeking fearful kids
The Jack-O-Lanterns
Sit with their huge ginning smiles
Wishing you Happy…
A Happy Halloween!!
Russell Sivey
If you travel the world
In a golf cart
Looking for your lost balls
You might just find
The meaning of life
Burdened by your love,
wherever you go or why,
you rooked for money.
Buck… your nowhere ex,
he jobbed me for your money.
Oh dreck…We be broke!
For the H-E-A-D-S OR T-A-I-L-S CONTEST
at last, the scorching
sun says a good night, like the
stormy seas of life.
passive high sun shade
flawless predatory eyes
a happy hour dive!
it's more than learning
but understanding the truth:
fully enlightened
Contest: Marvin's "Haiku on Enlightenment"
Date: 8-14-14
Wondrous sphere of blue
Encircling Gods creations
For eternity
Wonder that controls all life
The fall of us all
By Gareth James
On Eagle's wings
Transported high above earth...
Into thunderstorm
Play The Radio
Get Up And Dance All Night Long
Music Heals The Soul
Crossroads without roads
Bonsai trees slapped by sandstorms
Kites slam in rice fields
morning frost twinkles
while rancher sips coffee and
whiffs new arrivals
early snow
buries the pumpkin patch--
compost steams
*more traditional short/long/short formate 12 syllables
**snow is the kigo/season word for winter
***line 3 the kireji or juxtaposed thought/image
Soft needles shapely
Perfection was overlooked
Simply adorned_star
(The topic is tree)
Sweet kisses of fall
Brings sensual caresses
That charms winters chill
Touch of winter's charm
Wrapped up in awesome delight
Delivers embrace
Emotions of sight
Raptures heavenly spring sounds
Building into heat
Summers delightful
Fun, fantasy of the mind
Dearest affection
ps: sweet love to all at PS and the world as well the universe.
written for
Sponsor Destroyer ~ Poet
Contest Name MY FIRST 2012 VALENTINE *CONTEST* HAIKU~ ONLY~ XOX
Through the trees rays shine
God's light glistens from heaven
Smiling down on us.
her cloud
she hangs ten
on the dark side
still a dream---
a square meal
on a round table
Effulgent sun proffers love
Above the undergrowth…of
Thorns and weeds
The moon unravels wonders
Just in: Reported
Thefts of fresh air leave victims
Of B.O. gagging!
Received 3d place in "Make Me Laugh" contest
Received 5th place in "any Haiku will do" contest
A child licks a pop,
the red goo drips from her lips
as her mother smiles.
* Above you have a verse fulfilling all
the Modern or Western Haiku requirements
1) It is 5/7/5.
2) It shows a moment in time.
3) It includes a sensory perception.
4) It has a turning point which illuminates
our understanding both within and beyond its images.
5) Man is permitted in both traditional and Modren haiku
yet more often used in Modern haiku
Poet: Debbie Guzzi
Mother Nature sleeps
Waiting for the sun to rise
A new day begins.
the sun moves up high
strong as ever, burning sky
feeling warmth, it's light
moon travels along
rays coming down from above
cool to the touch, bright
the sun and the moon
work together hand in hand
morning and the night
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Linda-Marie's "HAIKU HODGEPODGE ..TRIO ..." contest
Silence has spoken
From the roaring of the tides
God is a river
A Christmas wish list
A quick glimpse into my life
Not much going on
Blundering bodies
Find fulfilment in rhythm;
Let the Music in.
Laps up cool water
Lifts up head
Get off the toilet!
supplement your diet and
help keep you healthy.
Surrounded by laughter, you
sit forgotten on your throne -
King of the Invisible.
(To the quiet ones who always sit alone in the back of the classroom.)
A/N: Wrote this one years ago and I know it does not fit the 5-7-5 structure, but till this day it remains my favorite haiku :)
Praying for the whole world
Compassion for the needy
Spread the word of God
Must finish homework
Bio, hard Math, and German
Ooh! Look! Butterfly...
cobblestone streets
heading to the center of town
happy walk to and fro
haiku 1© 05.23.12
oceans apart
across the blue and the green
wayward walk
haiku 2 © 05.24.12
slate blue sea
across the table where I sit
moist eyestare
haiku 3 © 05.24.12
the air chills
as the ultimatum airs
dark moments
For the human race
The game of sex is an art
One has to learn it
Rows of carnations
children grab, defying rule
time withers with them.
© ~JSLambert 2011
Towering anger
Sea overpowers terrain
You see my pain
That impacts my life
Can you keep my secret?
Fire or Water
Only one can I choose
Which one will save my life?
Can't live with you
Can't live without you
What is our middle ground?
Each step I take
A clue to it's path
What if there was no clue?
Modified Haiku's
fit into a shoe-
distances you cannot count
waits for you
Farmer plowed the soil
In green field's
Sow grow in fruity
Duty is finished
Finally he will sound sleep—
Haiku (hokku) Form
By: lena
What can a man do
To plant a seed in the ground
So strong a tree grows
first love
thin ice
a five syllable for Chris
wet fog enters trees
clings upon dry dead leaves
droplets water earth
Sigh, it is a blur.
I breathe, that's what I control
Patience, Sun will rise.
i journey chasing
imaginary wisps, in
reality bound.
Love is as love does
Peace begets peace; happy day
Falling leaves on nod
Laying bed in a nude
Winter nature in hug
moonlight tries to hide
outstretched hands reach for her
groping in the night
June 3rd, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
incense' scent wafts
amongst the silent crowd
i sneeze out loud
frozen form. . .
a bird cries out
for his mate
I'm climbing
Above the canyon…the sun
Hits the rocks
I ascend
As I take risk after risk
I'm climbing
I rely on my own strength
I'm doing FINE!
I descend
While I urgently hold on
For dear life…
my daughter's short birth
becomes the perfect haiku –--------
life free of the cut
light endeavors burn
dream a broken dream ..lost fire ?
believe ..keep up faith !
Water licks your feet
Far cry from the beating sun
Desert sand to sea
vagabonds huddle
round a charcoal burner - -
snow falls
Jack Horne for Carol's Fire and Ice contest
tulip tree
leaves of lime gold tinged with brown..
touched by cold 'oar's frost
nude pear tree
golden fruit lays 'pon ground wasted..
two mockingbirds fight
mockingbirds seek bugs
hidden amongst fruit 'pon ground...
yellow jacket stiff
Views from the porch..
A very short visit
colors of freedom
remind us what wars have cost --
we must not forget
The accordionist (haikus)
To the accordionist playing on the streets of my hometown, Agrinio, Greece
Nectar of a tune.
A bee am I, harvesting
my memories' buds.
A bitter tune.
Pollen on the wind's eyes,
in the shape of tears.
Tripping the sound is
into the veins of my soul.
A rosy sunset.
Silence scented sound.
Aura of angels anoints
my prayers.
Sliding the tune is
Through the fingers of my heart.
Travails of a poem.
orange-red dread locks worn
dance on horizon far east
(byzantine_complex or intricate)
I'm the only one
That hasn't been taken to
Be a lab monkey
However, I've learned
That loneliness can be a
Cage of its own kind
Received 5th place in "Natural and Beyond" Contest
relentless marching
with no real destination
the anteater wakes
This conclusion says it all
Winter, Summer, Fall symbolize all, seasons moods
tell a story, a conclusion can never tell….
-Samip Mehta
this for those, who mood is based on the weather of their life, rainy depressed, sunny happy......
there are 2 blank cards
in the angel card deck so
today I'm "depressed"
for this to be the
best country in the whole world
today it looks sad
just happy that I
was a member of the age
of Aquarius
our best hour was
revolution of 60's
created big change
now elephants rule
just capitalistic pigs
love hear themselves squeal
blue water
rolling on amber sand --
quiet reflections
summer brightness fades
life blood slowly drains away
winter darkness looms
petals fall entwined
as present leaves past behind
life is peaceful death
life exposed to
the time penetrated -
rust twined around the sword
Sun, earthen , moonshine
Ships, stars , two heavenly arms
Mists on Hudson Bay
Poetry my love
Originates from my youth
Blossoms with age
welcome mat-- a snake
beneath; door bell pressed--broken
distant siren sounds
Caterpillar's gait
So unsteady and unsure
Much like my MS.
Gatherer of Herbs
Storer of tree limbs, leaves, shrubs, love
His cures a free gift
Gift of his knowledge
Free to early settlers
Pharmacies use now
We should not regret
So we should control anger
We should learn manners
rattling clanking chains
making blood curdling noises
disturbs the ghost's rest
for PD's contest
Lord of the pumpkin
The warlock chants a dark spell
Pumpkin's evil light
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver's "~....Spooky Ku'.....~" contest
Yesterday, big bites
Time flog the sweat to attempt
Killing lullaby
Today, chased the waves
Sprint lost towards to the sea
Swam and freely dove
Tomorrow, treasures
The time penned another page
Get ready to serve
11th place
Your own favorite haiku.
Sponsored by: Poet Destroyer A
A Season In The Sun
Yellowed leaf hang limp
on a branch of the oak tree
its season has passed
It's time for goodbye
soon it will drift in the wind
and fall to the ground
In sweet surrender
letting go in acceptance
the cycle of life
Life spent and well lived
in its season in the sun
through the high and low
embraced by nature
in all its temperament
that constantly change
The coldness of wind
the sweetness of rain pouring
the warmth of the sun
All have taught the leaf
lessons to be learned in life
to live in fullness
To gracefully bear
life in its adversities
in sadness and pain
To always be giving
in its time of abundance
to those who may need
And enjoy its blessings
its glorious days and moments
in all its season
a beautiful day
daydreaming along the bay….
trophy's safe today
Just so everyone knows
Nothing comes without cost
someone else has paid
The frantic moon --
After waking from a nightmare
The cold of my room
dragons fly
burning fodder
land hoe.
sea gulls fly
over water
"Land Ho!"
pesky fly
dodging swatter
"Land! Ho!"
deborah burch©
A scent, a color …
he has to pick from heaven,
in no time amber.
I had a good dream
I wanted to remember
Could not remember
Good dream so I thought
Took an internet dream course
Now remembering
My memory came
Somethings are best left alone
Scared me to death
Today you look thin,
Every mirror slanders doves,
Tomorrow you're fat.
Internal war waged,
Relentless burns subside,
Tranquilize the fear.
Society smears,
Fractured fountations tremble,
Look up for repair.
By: Sabina Nicole
sea birds coo
ocean fog perturbs seashells
sun greets dawn
The English weather:
Rainclouds follow us from home
There is no escape.
Destiny tide
Comes to shore
Swashed out my doubt
Desert plains, love dies.
Lust remains we say goodbye,
Pain is crucial now.
Old man fishing
Bread cast on water
Is he wasting his time
trigger fingers flex
innocent victims crumple
questions unanswered
For the "Gun"-o-ku poetry contest sponsored by Gwendolen R.
dragonfly settles
cattails grow with feet in pond
campfire smoke drifts by
Barbara Gorelick
Nature Haiku contest hosted by Constance
the cold sad morning
i sit and wonder at life
when will end the song
at stop light
rare occurrence
plates in sequence
Mournful warning cry
travels across the cold sea....
quick, look out, watch close
From within the fog
beacon of life in the night....
guide to safe harbor
Paula Swanson
For the contest:
In The Light Haiku
Sponsored by Russell Stivey
shores embrace
crashes of wild grey sea
without thought
which harbor touched
V Anderson-Throop
September 2013
Pond water like glass
quiet envelops the dawn
a moment with Him
a rooster crows…
aroma of coffee
greets the sun
morning star
mirrored in the pond…
dawn drips with dew
as the sun rises
a jogger runs by my house....
I warm the doughnuts
I hear the shower
and someone singing opera....
the dog is barking
the morning paper
drips with last night's disaster....
I drink a fresh start
Senryu/Haiku mix
In the Earth's core
runs molten liquid of fire
slowly it will cool
Volcano erupts
spewing out molten lava
hissing and spitting
Fertile valleys rest
beneath the dry barren slopes
life here born by fire
knowledge i seek ... found ?
still in search for life's answers !
spirit of the white owl
Cherry blossoms bloom;
the townspeople sing, laugh, dance:
hope springs eternal.
lighthearted laughter
rises from the bar
dark corners hide sorrow
Pirates carry none
No personal cash on hand
For fear of a thief
Russell Sivey
a swan glides
moving my psychi through
peaceful waters
falling star:
a black cat under
a full moon
shipwrecked and saddened
I now swim up to the shore
what a sight I see
the skyline's lit up
colors shine bright and sparkle
memory is formed
Russell Sivey
Entrant into PD's, "Sunset ((Haiku))" contest
Blossoms fall like snow
where deer and antelope play
and spanish moss hangs
Mocking Bird sat
Ruffled tails bouncing...
Cat stealthly approaching
Y-DUH reads CAPTCHA
blank mind blonde moment silent
world spin round right round
coffee best describes
papa joe's essence for me
coffee kisses- YES
fertilizer stink
paternal grandaddy smell
famous tomatoes
noxzema only
for miss toby before bed
shakey hands slicked up
but then grandmama
whew! peach cobbler first of all
sweet corn, pot roast, ham
oh man, those fried pies
blackberry and peach goodness
beautiful mem'ry
On this one line
I go on pushing my lot
My id, my leading
FIRST SNOW of PRINCE WILLIAM SOUND
swirl white birch
brittle leaves snow dance
Cocoa Kiss
Victoria Anderson-Throop
lonely corridor---
sound of her high heels
stranding me
she reads a smile
with her finger tips
they get a kiss
she smiles
and stirs cold coffee
movement within
Lone Cacti awaits
With hope for this very day...
Rain__restore all life
(Inspired by the picture of the cacti with the clouds but not an entry in the contest.)
Black wings fluttering
Pecking at pale prison walls-
Now free for cold swim
where in night shadows
only moon and stars are seen
blind men feel no warmth
with the light of day
when a full sun fills the sky
all men will feel warmth
blind who survive night
basking in warmth of that day
felt not moon and stars
By John Trusty © 1/20/12 for Linda-Marie's haiku trio contest with a little sun/moon, stars/sky thrown in.
abandoned orchard
pink buds adorn weathered branch
contrails across sky
Deep in Nature's woods
Battle scars of weathered life
Silently descend
an open grove
allows in the moon's glow…
faithful delight
Russell Sivey
May not be true to Haiku form but I couldn't resist the urge to write it this way.
Contest: In The Mood
Sponsor: Catie Lindsey
Thunder from afar
Wild wise creatures hunker down
Life giving rain falls
Azure wings spread at
Height…sun aglow in yellow
Delight…ease, light…Joy
hate gave me a silly putty face
faith put it back in the egg
love made it pink again
enchanting journey;
beauty on river's
feeds my soul
poka-dots and stripes
black blue red purple and green
these are my favorites
Thirteen has landed
on the advent of weekend...
Spare me from the curse!
it this a warning?
family on their way to town
rubber band woman
The summer winds wash skin
Kiss me deep like the ocean
You'll probably dive in.
The waters will refresh
As you drink in my sweet breath
You will probably drown
Our emotions will stir
As your eyesight starts to blur
You will feel so secure
Regrets will not exist
You will probably forgive
This life is how you live
For contest: Probable options in life
Sponsor: Marvin Celestial
Date: 07-18-2014
Why are you being like this?
Oh how I just wished we could be friends,
But it ain't gonna happen,
Because you hate me for no reason.
Just because I'm not popular, because
I am less than you.
I just wished you knew,
Knew how I felt about,
How I used to like you,
All the things I did,
I was scared to talk to you,
Then when I found enough courage,
To talk, you block me out of your life,
As if I never exsisted.
Maybe I never exsisted around you,
But how can you be so oblivious,
And miss that I needed you?
Why oh why can't you see this pain?
Do you care?
Do you wish you could know me better?
Do you ever think of me at least once?
Do you care wheather I live or die?
Of course you don't because,
I am just dead to you,
I am just a pity ghost to you,
A horrible nightmare that won't go away.
I slowly die inside,
From all the times I've cried.
(I've cried for you.)
You look at me,
With your beautiful brown eyes,
You look right through me,
Like I was never alive.
I am invisible,
I always will be to you.
For some reason I knew,
I would always be like this
To you.
I wish you were missin' me
Like I was missin' you,
But no matter what I do,
I am always dead to you.
Someday I hope we can be friends.
<3 I Miss You <3
Dedicated To: Fikret Saric
Majestic Redwood
Boughs acsending toward heaven
Kissing the Angels
Sunsets cherrish night,
Mornings glory, value's day
Shooting stars remind.
Meteor showers,
The heart that reached galaxies,
No limits, to love.
How high can my love reach?
Boundless creations
Palace created for you…
Poetic dreamer
drainpipes metal taps
rain cleanses an asphalt walk…
papier-mâché news
***Sometimes you eat the bear & sometimes the bear eats you..as with Spring rain.
a visible hatch
the caterpillar creates
her cocoon reveals
a grand tranquil view
a butterfly shows her birth
silence overwhelms
©Ellie Daphne van Stralen
A promise breaking:
The sound of a snapping twig
Or butterfly wings
summer sleeping sun
wind dawdles over brown grass
cat dreams ignoring
Although some steps
May be made in sadness
My journey is beautiful
DREAMING (triple Haiku)
those intimate hours
when a mere touch was thrilling
and her wistful smile -
but for another
how I tried to fool myself
that she really cared
and now? just spilt wine
it's been?......... been how many years?
i've lost count dreaming
….,,,,,.. … ,. ,
reds of tango
dancing on soaked light…
foot crushes
watchful roses
©modern haiku
*Dance like nobody's watching!
Cindy MacMillan's " Creativity—Write a Modern Haiku
By: nette onclaud
After long day`s play
with doves ,they fly in the light
Let`s rest in the love
Morning sun
brings warmth to cold
northern freezing hell
firework on resolutions
big round rivers fete
beginning and end
of garnet year memories
fresh carnations dreams
(c)Olive Eloisa
May 13, 2015
9:33 pm
Sponsor SKAT A
Contest Name Two Haiku (Month of January)
8th place.. :)
White to bluish skies
Lively glows: trees and buds
Picture of vibrancy
Fresh, clean waters
Fishes swimming alive, see!
Ripples of life
Cool gust of breeze
Blowing rustling earthly life
A wane of touch
Fruits and each youth
Productivity emblems
Nurture's effect
Chirping of birds
Twitting, singing on the tree
Nature's melody
written by:
1:34 am
motif: nature
contest: Impress me with a small poem written in February or March 2014!
sponsor: Giorgio A. V.
2nd place
The Mocking Bird Sat
Quizzically looking in...
Broken drained bird bath
(My bird bath is
Mocking Bird
sat on the rim
looking at me
in the kitchen
like he was
asking me
what is wrong here.)
I always wondered
if he knew my name
he called me Buddy.
blade to my belly
i smile thinking of my life
love and sacrifice
wine –
a three syllable for Chris
went to see my folks
just about an hour drive
seems so much longer
but each time I go
it's better than I expect
she is totally
changing legacy
from control freak to kindness
beautiful to watch
this transformation
right before my very eyes
could probably learn
to treat my fam'ly
to a lil bit of the same
dad still sits silent
Before beginning
Any relationship pray that
Truth will dominate
Cigarettes are gross.
They can really kill you too
Dead. Gone. Forever
My love for you is true,
For noone else is as special as you,
Ich Liebe Dich My love Anthony James Haniuk.
I can never love anyone or anything but you,
Everyday I find myself Daydreaming about you,
At night I dream about you,
I keep wondering if you are okay,
When I am not with you.
I do my homework, thinking of you,
I finish my homework thinking of you,
My whole life is with you My love.
My love for you is true,
It's as sweet as a rose,
It never dies,
Never wilts,
And is still going strong.
One day I will marry you my love, because noone in this world can even begin to compare to you,
You fill my heart as noone else has,
Noone in this BIG HUGE WORLD can fill my heart as you have.
I can't even begin to think about what would life be like if something ever were to happen between us,
I already know it won't.
My love for you is true.
Yeah I might get Jealous,
A little too overprotective maybe,
But What girl doesn't?
I think this way if you aren't overprotective, and get jealous sometimes,
That they weren't a real girlfriend to begin with.
Written By: Briana Lynn Haniuk @08/26/11 Finished at: 9:42P.M.
Birds fly by my house
Heading South, and returning
They stop to eat here
U stare at stone
It maybe for some
A mountain
we are one spirit...
there shall be no division...
edify each soul...
Eyes itchy, open
Red and heavy. Limbs like weights.
Insommnia stinks...
An azure ocean
Displaced by mighty blackness
The horizon dies
your shadow calls in moonlight
sweet breath of Cedar
Fills me with winter longing
sun and moon
white night celebrates
each embrace
Victoria Anderson-Throop
Valdez, Alaska
The Moon with the
star above,
reminds us of the north.
I am that which is
Tolerant of my demise
Blinking while I wait
A flower petal
Blossom on a long tree branch
With a bright color
After the ash plume
In devastation surround
Sneeze repeatedly
Sound echoes through the hollow..
Ragweed now blossoms
Is it a Haiku or Senryu?
Dragonfly hovers
Blackbird swoop down stealthily__
Death on SUMMER day
Things feel the same way,
Life must go on anyway
Do not die inside!
His name was Courtney
Met him on trip to New York
I rode in his cab
paddy husks flying
in the evening air...
harvest song
© kash poet
Placement: HM; (Nov.2011)
Contest:Any theme/form(12 lines max.)
Sponsor:Brian Strand
Nurturing Nature (Hybrid Haiku)
Children are always
gentle flowers growing wild
nurture them softly.....
Bob Shank
a newborn baby
equal opportunity
leaders of nations
dry brown cracking fields
at noon south wind touch cloud peaks
fresh start adventure
(c) Olive Eloisa
July 24, 2014
Side of street, melting
A rivulet to a drain
Swallows the glitter
Of shiny light spread
Over where there are footsteps
And breath is humbled
By the gushing splash
Of the giant yellow white trucks
That sweep the debris
Maple leaf on stream
Diamonds sparkle on each point
Beautiful 'til end
Shadows taint the Moon
Thick fog block the twinkling stars
Darkness dress the sky.
Listen to the rain;
The witful story teller,
Wisdom dwells in it.
I miss you so much,
This aching in my heart is so unbearing,
It feels as if my heart is shattering,
And the only thing that can fix it,
It seems is your words, and your deep, crisp voice.
I miss you so much,
I am at loss of words,
When it comes to describing,
Describing how much I miss you.
It seems like I can't live without you,
Because you are such a great friend,
A friend I don't want to lose.
If I ever lost you, I don't know what I would do,
I would blame God, I am really starting to doubt him,
He has taken Pappy(grand-grandpa).
My sisters(best friends).
Ashley and Tiffany Brown,
And it feels as if he's trying to take everyone I love.
Always~N~Forever, Briana Lynn Palmer
Dedicated To:CAZ
Still morning
The flapping of a gull's wings
In feathered snow
fall's sunlight sparkles
diamonds' reflections glitter..
big rigs conveyers
On the interstate where
the angle of the sun was
reflecting off all the cars,
trucks, and buses..
< beneath waterfall
let your troubles wash away ...
cesspool is waiting
Entry For John Freeman's
The Precept Natures Haiku
G.L. All
from the mountain top
there flows spring of soothing bliss...
valley of green fields
rough edges touch sky
as the castle is shielded...
walls of protection
Olusegun Arowolo
CONTEST:"Mountains" sponsored by PD
Do you speak Spanish?
New neighbors are speaking it.
I can talk to them.
A moment of rest,
Refreshing the eyes and brain
From life commercials
the heart of a eagle
peaceful and protective
think ..and you will win
Venting, hurting, pain
Angry retaliation
Masking the torment
Frodo was a rat,
Sam, my very gentle cat,
They finally met!
I leave the rest to your imagination.
Frozen red leaves fall
Chilly skin and bones
Hot chocolate time
Under a large tree
Two flowers bloom at same time
Holding others leaves
The tree then sees them
Provides loving shade for them
Keeping them real safe
For the light's strength
Can have great power
Doesn't the sun get love?
Russell Sivey
Entrant into PD's "(double) Valentine Haiku & 1 questionku" contest
On raised thorny stilts
Marbled lampposts, lifted eyes
Clawed leaves for soft filth
The spider grown fat,
And hard, and round, and callous
Like hogs, blinds the sand
I know my species
The same purpose fits the flies
The outer shell lies
Barrels hiss with us
Clambering to scuttle time
Gravity's dead claw
The birds sing a song
On a tree that is very high
Music fill the air
Hopefully I'll die
By ultimate sacrifice;
A promise through death.
Out of sight,........Out of mind,
Out of mind,........Out of heart,
Out of heart,.......Out of life,
Out of life,..........Out........... for good.
The meaning of life
is to give life a meaning
Take hold of your fate
screeching seagulls dive
at sushi scraps on a plate -
the urchin watches
'One man's stomach does not work for the stomach of somebody else' - South African proverb.
Please see the About section for the explanation of this haiku.
looks like refinement
from outside boiling pot in
cool calm big fat lie
her tears tear me up
along with the depression
pukes on everyone
away my boy joy
morphed from this to that kid to man
overnight success
Blue covers the white,
Snowdrops winning the winter,
Smiles melt snow and time.
youth`s luminous graffiti,
drawn on winter`s wall.
I should hate my life
mother never wanted me
I'm so sorry mom
winter sky
he left me and his unborn
...i hit the rock bottom...
.. last emotion unleashed ..
...gates open ..fate ?...
for raul moreno's contest
dress in the wind
flapping across wildly…
cherry blossoms
Entered into Black Eyed Susan's "1 Cherry Blossom Haiku" contest
Weeping willow 'lone
Hummingbirds refuse to land
On its longing dew
Serenity comes
in ripples and silhouttes
and leaves just the same.
leaflet's silent weep
tears of knowing are dropping
Her memory f
Pain suffering hurt
anguish sorrow agony
This circle of life
The Darkest Rain
the dawn of the sun
flourishing of cells begun
birthing decadence
one innovation
persuading the rest of feet
laziness prevails
strength divided by deceit
long arm of the law
growing civil unrest
the mass desecration of war
eminent demise
timeless prophecy
lethal black poisonous skies
death falling like rain
By: Jeremy Siedlecki
this poem is designed as a scale between
the lifetime of a man and the length of
mankinds existence
Torrential downpour
Wind whipping inside and out
Destruction rampant
Russell Sivey
Entrant into SandyIvy Davis's "Hurricanes -Only Haiku" contest
A girl walking on
a wall made of pebbles and stones,
preparation for life
"Your life will be pleasant or enjoyable when you are wealthy if chosen to live a simple life
Your life might become flawed or struggles when you are beginning to show others who and what you really are."
- Ravi Sathasivam
Democracy nears
For unknown Arab countries
Angry Arabs yell
Suicide bomber
Islam, Religion of peace
Perhaps when they're free
The Crowed Goes wild
Egypt you are next in line
Democracy nears
At the base of Stone Mountain in early spring, the view is overpowered by the height of the round rock. Gray cold granite exposed rock draws many visitors to view this unusual phenomenon.
cold massive hugh stone
obstructs view for several miles
white narcissus bloom
Climbing onto the sky lift, we inch to the top. At the top of Stone Mountain, we can see for miles around. The beauty of spring is exhibited in the different shades of green on the trees' leaves. A sprinkling of white dots the forest as Dogwoods bloom.
Haibun form..
What's a 'proper job'?
Suit, tie, briefcase, paperwork?
One that makes you smile...
Leaves of Autumn
by Amy Swanson
Leaves of autumn crunch
softly break beneath my feet
distant memory.
Embrace the minute
Tiniest pieces of all
It's the Universe.
(January 14, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
Sick, sedated, sloth
Feel the breeze of insect wings
Fatal stagnation
Long dry spell so hot
Unpaved road sends billows sheets
Dust in house__ blessed rain
(Remembering when a child, one summer it was more than a month without rain....Then rain
came in huge droplets...Dust would float up from the raindrops that hit the ground...When we
finally got rain, it was like one of the greatest blessings from God.)
one family
five children..
rabid dog bites dad
death angel visits
widow left to fend...
children's life hard
one pat of butter
slipped through four fluffy biscuits..
child works picking peas
goes to the field everyday...
fabric bought for dress
My mother's father was bitten by a rabid dog
the doctor order shots for him and told him
do not get out and get hot just take it easy.
He went to move the sawmill and was taken
ill with the disease..He died leaving my mother's
mother to rear five children ages 6 months to
12 years on her own..Life was hard..This was in
1905..She said that she would not marry and
have another man over her and her children.
Collide across a divide
Collision across
A Chasm, in practical
Terms , improbable.
It does happen, though.
Generations do collide
Across a gap, wide.
Ripe, plump sun kissed fruit
Luscious grapes, plum cherry hues
Sipping sweet red wine
Culminates in a washout
Stuffed camels get soaked
We had a black sheep
He used to follow us to school
He was such a fan!
a fall road trip
see four smoke stacks in distance..
paper mill scent
everything is new
hope springs forth anew
joy for all abound
Heeding thy blithe face,
Within me opaque disgrace,
Burn thy perfidy.
Thumbing through countless titles
with liquid courage aide…
Cher, I channel
In Paris, we kiss
when the moon is like croissant
and accordions sing
Lava oozes down
Water steams up to the sky
Back to mountain rain
Graduate school starts
Several months begins class
Creating great stress
Russell Sivey
old age startles
the youthful heart
with cold hands
The souper is me
Is keen and mean so rough, true
Yet her heart is soft
My souper being
Craves and pines to be famous
Patience she knows not
The souper I am
Enjoys spending time writing
It gives me pleasure
The souper online
Seeks to be well loved and read
Soothing is my art
The souper in life
Is a lazy Peter Pan
Forever a child!
My own confessions
That of a zealous souper
Still quite young at heart
Barnyard Swallow Mom
Ceiling-Fan, nest site, mud, moss
Chirps, babies, mouths, work
Cherry blossoms call,
beckon nature's majesty--
and the humble bee.
by Victoria Anderson-Throop
Indigo twilight ballads
Entice lonely hearts
To stray into the darkness
sun, skies, breeze~
slippers, hammock, mango trees
summer souls
**11910--1217am written for Brian's Poetry of the Noun :)
Wind Song
by Amy Swanson 2008
Melodious breath
Wind's gentle song sings softly
Lullaby of life.
Little cute buds
Playing, sitting, eating & sleeping
Children make life
Smiles to tears
They show all emotion in life
Children make life
Growing little everyday
They crawl, walk run to embrace world
Children make life
Innocent at heart
Simple joys they cherish live every moment
Children make life
Dear to every heart
They conquer anger with a sheepy smiles
Children make life
Learning and mimicking
They catch every world and act you do
Children make life
Source of joy
They bound the bonds of humanity
Children make life
Daughters are blessing
Bringin prosperity to fathers and society
Children make life
Sons are strength
Mothers see their pride in them
Children make life
Son or daughter
Let the joy bloom in every garden
Children make life
A gray sunless day.
Heavy rain flagellating
my bare-necked crying soul.
newness in the air
the smell of flowers present
spring is eternal
young fawns play about
in the flower dotted fields
in the hours of Spring
caressing young buds
where the trees have foliage
within the Spring's heart
birds sing simple songs
of love, tender memories
spring is forever
happiness abounds
within openness of Spring
times precious moments
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver's "(@)---}--- ...Spring is in the air.... ---{---(@)" contest
As the color dies so does a season it falls birth of the winter
horizon hides many ships
sailing unforseen weather
your boat is your shore
© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
(December 17th, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
Hot day, all day today,
No breeze to ease.
Hard to sleep tonight,
Hard to beat sticky heat.
Took a cool shower,
Resting in the midnight hour.
winter's rain deluge
pouring buckets all night long...
slept like a princess
wisps of clouds
floating far below...
an airhostess's call
Placement: 10th; (Nov.2011)
Contest:Top of the World (Haiku)
Sponsor:Irma Linda
By:kashinath karmakar
Let the four winds blow...
Away out on the mountain
Beyond the sunset
Beyond the sunset...
To waltz within winds of change
Leaf of life mutates
Leaf of life mutates
A flowing cascade hastens...
Woodland stage awaits
Woodland stage awaits
Summer's gone into meltdown...
Another dawn breaks.
For Charles String Haiku contest.
Tired from loneliness
I sang a song
Without knowing that I know.
Hustling and bustling
Vain struggle for survival
Life is vanity.
Sit and rest awhile.
The journey is a long one,
down the chosen path.
Many misjudged court cases...
Who wins the battle?
Man, or the country?
the glint of frost
from his words
her praise
his scorn
Better days are coming
Don't wait for tomorrow
Once upon a tomorrow... is today
embroidery fun
stamped cross-stitch colors design..
one single blood stain
Contest Entry..
Hanging by its tail,
on the limb of the oak tree,
possum feigns slumber
Comments:(Playin' Possum)
tad poles squirm
little hands slip through the slime
Trapped When Old
-December 15, 2012-
deeply, the last rose
inhales for a final breath
farewell her perfume
a gift for him is
the first year cup, even if the
second loved more
two words
the IRS never say –
april fool
She became a sex-worker
To feed her toddler!
The society is to blame!
The state of nature I am in -
inspires my passion towards the seed of life.
Looking at the tree's within the bright warm sunlight
fulfills the lamp of my soul with joyfulness!.
The seed of life starts to compose a new form of a wealthy life,
so wealthy that its empty!.
Wealth is inside the emptiness,
emptiness is richness,
one is free from artificial misery's!.
Quill still as the sky
motionless arms akimbo
severe writer's block.
in silent color
late Autumn waits quietly
bids her leaves goodbye
© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
Wausau, Wisconsin USA
October 12, 2011
I'm mysterious
No one can see through my mind
Discovering me
Goodbye great singer
Who has left life without help
Sad day to us all!
The silk like blossoms
That bloom in the night time air
It captures moonlight
GETTING ON - autumn
three big white ducks
waddle into our backyard
like pollack splashes
flakes of gold crowd everywhere
sudden chill
a subtle change of mood
beautiful eerie silence
cat in the window
just looking out
Day passes waiting
And when silence seem to be lone company
Sunsets in hope
Beacon of hope
When the nigh falls in the shadows of dismal
Sunrise of hope
…..Haiku 27.06.12
years are standing still
treelines in my quiet mind
seasons gently pass
© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
(December 16th, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
Life chaos then death
Start again, return to dust
Dust fusion time life.
a sprinkling of spring
red buds blossom through nude trees...
spring weeds dress the earth
I was told I was
not going to walk, but I
now kick footballs. Logic?
on a walking bridge
colors reflect off water
by the pole light
Russell Sivey
Soaked in fragrance,
dreamy, enveloped in trance
- coming of age!
Delicious Food!
One more child dies of hunger-
Somewhere out there now!
*** And what can you do??? Try not to waste it!!!
Thoubert Larus in tribute to the hungry children dying out there right now of
the Christmas tree stands
ornaments on center and top...
grandson now thirteen
I know not correct Haiku..
When my children were coming up,
I would let them help decorate the tree.
One year all the decorations were on
the two bottom tiers..
The same way with my grandsons..
This year I asked Caleb who is
thirteen now to come help.
When I thought we were finished,
I stepped back and looked...Most of
the ornaments were in the middle and
close to the top..He has really grown..
emerald green
water turns into white spray...
a city's outline
sound of music
a drone lands
Someone sent me an email
of a person using a camera
drone taking picture of ariel
view of Niagara Falls, New York..
cobalt blue glass cast
reflection 'pon blue skies..
winter blues stays round
Contented as moi
although others see a fool,
every day I cry.
Life begins and ends
Birth, joy, laugh, cry, death and dust
Brief eclipse of time
Curvy like maggots
six sleep on bare concrete
all wrapped in paper
Always looking for profits,
Even in the periods of loss,
Man- a born and thorough businessman !
DEW gathered on grass-
a fawn woke from the brambles
to quench her thirst
My dog Tommy
Used to ask for food
Shaking his head and tail!
Oak cast long shadow
Brown Thrasher, Northern Flicker...
Feed at his big feet
dead bodies on
he goes for a
shooting spree
to appease himself
CONTEST:"A 'Gun'-o-
Ku" sponsored by
Gwendolen Rix
phone rings while she is
holding orange peel, somehow
is predicting him
a relived stroll
down a creaky wooden walk…
screams of hatred
Russell Sivey
brown eyes wander
in a loud crowded room
a mouse scurries
Could this be regarding the mouse
or is it a head executive bored with the chatter....I don't know....???
what do you see.................
Modern Traditional Haiku
Poet-^Rick Parise
the muscadine grapes
unpruned in the fall season...
grape crop diminished
the muscadine grapes
unpruned in the fall season...
bird nest among vines
the muscadine grapes
unpruned in the fall season...
fireants~wasps~share juice
May 17, 2013
Sponsor: Alfred Vassallo
Contest: Bacchus The God Who Loved His Grapes
big bang theory
life from the roll of the dice
theory not fact
Spring has been trying to come to our area since sometimes in December..A few warm days would bring forth grass turning spring-green, a plant or tree doning some blooms..Wildflowers and weeds have bloomed off and on for three months..It is an unseaonablely warm winter which happens every so many years..I have seen butterflies now for over a week which would make them to have come out in February...I was sadden today when one flew into my car..
blue blue butterfly
early spring flight tasting blooms...
blue remnants coat car
This form is called Halibun
The moon is your son
The sun is your daughter
The earth your baby
My petals open,
Into many bright colors,
I represent spring.
No more diets!
Positive Habits
greens, grains, fruit, and protein
I am Healthier!
I have launched a website in facebook named : "healthy eating by Thoubert Larus"
My goal is to help people have a healthier life. My website also has gov. approved
websites for reference., links to recipes, food, good resources.In america Insurance
plans charge for health coaching.. I want to do it for free! We all deserve the same
Check me out and like me there to read my articles.
Thank you! Thoubert Larus
thoughts of tomorrow
watching the last sun go down
of a passing year
The crashing waves ripped.
One surfboard flipped, disappeared –
And strength swam ashore.
Soldiers seek God's face
Amid blasting, fire, and death.
A few find solace.
Women birth children.
Fathers become their leaders -
When love has no girth.
Tsunamis may drown,
Earthquakes may scatter earth around.
Willingly, God helps
The distant planet
Travels, showing its dark face –
Man shall see its light.
Signs and seasons pass.
Life lessons inflict sore pain.
But God can uplift.
Daybreak welcomes dawn.
The sun delivers brightness.
Wisdom is thankful.
Before the sunrise,
A rooster crows in darkness.
Singing bragging rights.
Traveling with speed,
Interstate traffic flies by.
Some folks watch and pray.
Hanging on to life,
Two, in sickness and in health,
Love nature's great gifts.
Time passed slowly
Once upon a youthful time,
But speeds up with age.
Fool-heart was happy
When it heard many crickets –
Ringing in its head.
Euphoria knows.
A wonderful thing…the mind –
Can be a compass.
God gives His riches.
Open eyes perceive great gifts –
Beauty everywhere.
© October 3, 2010
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
My wool cap on head
Welcoming the cold season,
In need of fire logs.
` `` ` ` `
here's to more mistakes
that will slice my pride in half
and humble my soul
* i'm sure about the mistakes, but...
but, i gotta kill the ego.. lol
Contest: Tracie's New Year's Resolution Haiku
By: nette onclaud
give me land that's dry
away from the crashing waves
behold the marvels
of the oceans of the earth
teeming with sea life
we need the water.
we have to live on the land
there's a compromise.
Robert Pettit
Sky Down
Hawk and fish on high
drop, dive, soar ends, ground rises
Emerge, struggle, stop
he invokes justice
a gavel raps
a mocking bird sits
atop sticky holly tree..
winter day spring nest
silvery fog
wraps around pines..
mocking bird flies
Fog creeps through the woods wrapping around the pines obstructing the view. Gap in the cedars reveals a silvery shawl which is stopped by the bright sun on this side of the hedge or is it from a distance silvery on this side of hedge to those who view from afar?
don't shout at the stars
the words of wisdom-
they'll teach you
Follow your brothers.
Geese squawking askew
V-formation out of form
Headed south too late
Must be young geese
No strong leader
First flight home
No I will not ask for directions
(Haiku/Free Verse and what else who knows)
a calm enhanced fog
glowing through reflecting light
no audible sound
Russell Sivey
gloom,vague,murky dusk
waves break silence - shout in frown
blinded twilight mask.
lengthy life's voyage
in Poseidon's world - guided
spotted stage - "LIGHTHOUSE".
*-* jun-jun villanueva
*-* "IN THE LIGHT OF HAIKU " contest
The morning's stillness
Its' beauty surrounds us all
Glory be to God
Win credits hard work,
Fortunate or desolate,
Failure destiny ?
Haiku - 5/7/5
Written on 6/6/14
Contest- Destiny
Sponsor- Leonora Gallinta
Snow flakes dodge
Unrequited love beam
Street light's kiss
Victoria Anderson-Throop
sorrow brings
the passion of hope ___
fears arisen
Solo sylvan-hued
Oregon Grape postures firmly;
Spring kisses blossoms golden.
If wishes came true
You would be thinking of me
And not me of you.
the worst hurricane
a category seven
destroying places
breaking apart homes, shelters
taking away life
lord please take pity
for the land is gone and life
heal us once again
this storm has done it
brought with death and destruction
the worst hurricane
Russell Sivey
Entrant into PD's "NATURE THE DESTROYER *HAIKU FORM ONLY*" contest
Mystical Rendering
Spirit in the sky
clouds blue and stationary
Thought and Universe
she giggled
facing the mirror
training bra
wind chimes gently blown
by zephyr's cool morning breeze...
coyotes' pups whine
Sponsor: Poet Destroyer A
Contest: Any Haiku Will Do
Written July 2013
Digital blackout
Another ecovictim
Saved by library
(Ecovictim refers to anyone impacted by any economy as of late. More specifically, me when I had to budget without Internet service and relied on the public library.)
Blinded conviction,
Inceptions with deceptions,
Inversed repentance.
Sell my properties
Hopefully get out of debt
Less stress in my life
Maybe two out of three aint bad,,hopefully.
written for
Sponsor Tracie ~*~ Indigo Dreamweaver
Contest Name ~New Years Resolution Haiku~
Stars Above : Winking
Moonbeams Caressing the Heart
Morning Dew : LOVES' TEARS
Sunrise ; Awakens :
Long Lost Emotions of LOVE
Floating in the Clouds
The Horizon, Calling :
Rainbows entwine with Sunsets
Where Earth and Sky ; meet
Embracing my " LOVE "
"FOREVERLASTING" Eons
Inspired By ; and Dedicated To " Barbara Jean Gorelick "
Laundry, odor, stink
Parmesan cheese, fungus, dirt
Bleach, washing powders
(Let me Haiku you from a grandmother's point of view.)
On a sunny holiday
The rickshaw-puller
Goes on working all day long!
six buzzards feast
'pon road kill warmed by spring sun...
one too full to fly
Trees fingering bone
white of the frozen land are
stripped bare for winter
wind blows warm and crisp
sunshine streams in my window-
distant train rumbles.
colorful flutters in the wind beating faster hearts a spry flower ~ wind calms the kisses savoring the smell so sweet vibrant hummingbird ~ By John Beam
winter's rain freezes
ice coats tall southern pine trees...
pow trees snap like twigs
A memory from the winter of 1963/64
I was due with our first child..There was
rain then snow then ice..It melted
enough just in time for me to get
to the hospital..
monarch butterfly
breathing regal in colours
black, white, and orange
she compromised...
thought she'd found her niche
can circles fit in squares?
For Richard's QUESTIONKU Contest
dove's soft call at dawn
from the budding apple tree
the smell of coffee
rules of engagement
isn't just for battle field
everyday life too
A lovely lady;
Growing inside, a new life.
A man in a tux.
Another bell rings now.
Final grades, balanced college offers,
Off to another adventure.
Damp ground, headstones.
Growing inside, a new life,
Done with their adventures.
-Caroline Youngless
Live responsibly
Any moment life may shrink
Destiny reveals
From my porch
Wrap up with extreme-cold weather clothing
The January sun bathes weakly through the early morning grounds
I seek alone by such astonished far-fat mountain-side
When some dared rabbits at burrow doorway gazing
Like a thief at the overheated clouds!
country ham
naked upon the platter...
no red-eyed gravy
Sort of a Haiku
Darkness surrounds life
Evil shrines the night so real
Natures sleeping world
Restoring all new
Goodness prevails in the light
Realistic power
Between nights and days
Minuscule time reconciles
Ones disposition
written by
Cecil Hickman
writen for
Sponsor Linda-Marie The Sweetheart of P.S.
Contest Name HAIKU HODGEPODGE ..TRIO
his sharp words --
a hot dagger to my heart
ancient history
defining our past mistakes
will be repeated
the future
out of my control
blessed by being
spring time storms
present with force..
cleaning the air
strong easterly wind
whips tender spring green leaves..
birds silent
oak's leaves turned
the chihuahua barks
pines sway with the gusts
all weak and dead needles fall...
a dove coos
solid gray skies
weighted with moisture
the gulf falls on Georgia
Seagull lifed high
On gentle ocean breeze
Observation post
into the heat
the path spirals
bad vibes
Snow Upon Mountain
Sun's warmth penetrates snow's depths...
Trickling water
Inspired by John Freeman's blog picture
Not an entry in the contest..
My twitching fingers
recoil from the sizzling bang
stealing the lightning
Swollen buds
Star Magnolia, Dogwoods
Hope of renewal
(Non-traditional Haiku)
Intense sensation,
the essence of an instant.
Into liquid bliss.
white laced cotton lay
over the hard open ground
grandma's cup missing
Dreamy girl
Wide eyes of night
Shrink within daylight
fresh bird seed placed in
the bird feeders..
red cardinals fight
cardinals eat their
fill, fly down to the bird bath...
frozen water question
Click on "About This Poem"
Solace and Such Stance
Souls of Lovers Never Thrive....
But What a Sweet Treat
For the Praying Mantis Contest
The Precept: Nature's Haiku contest
a tear from Heaven.
drops and splashes on the ground.
a new flower grows.
Innocence stand by
halfway to understanding
realizing pain...
In the sunlit cove
a dreary soul cradles his
inner Achilles.
When dreams in a dream
peel away like onion skin,
reality fades.
Old old fireworks stored
Gave permission to use up...
Rocket misfired fire
caspian sailor
having spousal dreams, creates
the sea's swell of tears
Giant oak alive -
If you could talk,what stories
Would you tell the world?
Ornamental sky~
Your melody of grandeur
Sings the earth awake.
Music of the rain,
Your melody is soothing
To my weary heart.
The moon overhead
And you standing in it's glow-
I am overwhelmed.
Where bloom the roses,
Love can't be to far behind-
The two always meet.
Eagle takes to flight
A snowshoe hare seeks shelter
The circle of life
A quiver of words
Destructive and constructive
The silence
Mountain tops ice melts
trickles flow to form rivers
life springs all around
No stick and no mud
No bird in the hand nor bush
No stones to kill two
the soft bubbling brook
within risshun, sweet, sweet sound…
path's aroma's great
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Charles Henderson's "Very Strict Haiku" contest
In the pink, white, brown colors
Colors of beauty
Simply love these hues
Holding these colors of lace
So effeminate
Grabs the perfect attention
Colors within lace
Russell Sivey
Entrant into PD's "Neapolitan Ice Cream " contest
beauty around us. . .
without it, life is simply
no bed of roses
For Linda's Haiku Contest:
"Flowers, Trees, & Shrubs, What I LUv"
I ask: Is it true?
You whisper: answer with you
A lamp within guides
Thunderous Waters
Clenching a world of life
Within a violent realm
not a natural
has to be thought out and planned
who has time for that!?!?!?
I don't understand why,
Why my best friend, doesn't wanna be friends anymore.
Caleb I know I may have hurt you,
I know I may have made you laugh, I did, and I made you smile,
I love talking to you, but for some reason you don't wanna talk to me,
I am wondering why.
Caleb, I miss you like hell, and I am going through hell not being able to,
To talk to you, to hear your voice, all I have are pictures, and a picture,
A picture in a frame.
CAZ it is killing me inside being away from my best friend,
My one and only true best friend,
The only friend that has been by my side, through thick and thin,
Has been there for me when my great-grandpa died, when me and Josh broke up,
When my life didn't mean anything, the one who saved me from killing myself,
The one who talked to me everyday just to make me smile, and have a good day.
Now you are killing me by not talking to me!! Did you forget about me??
Did you forget I was there for you too?? That we were here for each other,
That we made the promise to always be here for each other??
I miss you a lot, and I just want you to come back home Caleb Allen Zummak.
Baubles assembled
By suicidal workers
Somewhere in China.
I rise from my sleep
looking outside my window
a tree stands leafless
Holding tight to life
each day's breath is heavier
each has a season
Edward J Ebbs - 05/13/14
"How Does It feel?"
So how does it feel
to look at me from afar
million miles away
Any memories
of how much you wanted me
of how things once was
We had come so far
for you to just screw things up
us ending so bad.
We can never go
back before we burned the bridge
too much pain remains.
So how do I feel
to look at you from afar
million miles away
Just sad…
Largeness of the throat
Rejects bolus of its size
A brilliant proverb
you cannot destroy
what God wants to exist—
so don't waste your time
O' forgotten one
Does peace ever come to thee?
Ever so lonely
love truly simple…
though this life can make it hard
still so beautiful
calico cat walks
with white mouse dandling from mouth...
boy looks for his pet
sky like a blue dome
cups the gold-orange peel that
inks shredded colors
as it slides beneath
toothed edges of green pines
and lavender hills
and steals lingering shadows-
black figures slipping through light
and disappearing
The snake-charmer's flute
Makes the cobra dance with it –
All watch it keenly!
on a warm hammock
out under a soft full moon---
rays so powerful
Russell Sivey
Entrant into PD's "Your favorite or best HAIKU," contest
lined arthritic hands
age spots of autumn's presence..
basil~ garlic scent
Crinkled crimson form
Suspended it seems at first.
Meanders to earth
Cruel words leak from your
Mouth like tears – I lick them up
Like a good lapdog
Received 10th place in "Pseudo-haiku-cuckoo-cuckhosis!" contest
Singing honey bird
Is flying for nowhere in
My desire of night
the young woman
ponders life's hardships
her hair thins quickly
sunlight reveals
ornament hanger 'pon floor...
Christmas now over
it glistened like
snow in the bright sunlight..
winter beauty
Filling up my lungs
Giving me a breath of life
Can't live without you
Next to the river
Two foxes stalk a rabbit
As snow is falling
China accepted
free labor from Americans
to pay U.S. debt
Live the golden life
have respect and be honest
life's a one time deal
Journey through Life ©
happiness, the fire
forges our steel to withstand
pain and thorny times
laughter melts metal
cold bath sets the steel mettle
fine blade to cut life
blade wrapped in fine silk
until the next battle comes
pain and blood drip down
Snow, Winter's long quilt,
Land's white, night beauty treatment....
Future drink for spring.
Childhood is long gone
Rockem Sockem Robots gone
as the gray hair comes
wind massages mountains
sends shock waves to inner core
valley grows wider
June 3rd, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
I bought a burger yesterday
It was very dry like the seagull bay
I pilled a lot of ketchup on it
and still dry it remained
I was very dissappointed
as i look at the dry damned thing
I ran to the toilet
and let out a HUGE
As chunks of the dry burger fell out of my pie hole
Landing into the toilet
Making dookie plop noizes
I'm done
Sepulchral shadows
Like gargoyles laughing madly
Haunt the painted walls.
On top of the hour
Tens of thousands of people
Talk to microphones.
shadows hide secrets
veiled traces of other lives
lavender desires
(June 2nd, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
Here then, back again
Traces of a life before
One the soul recalls
trees mourn my passing
warm caress now frigid grip
leaves shed in sorrow
Under starlit dome,
across the empty ocean,
I sail all alone.
I can't trust a soul
No one I've met on the earth
In the lord I trust
and be
of death,
Weeping shores I sense,
Melancholy strains of waves,
Look! A Ray of light…………….
Dogs sleeping,
Insects buzzing,
Breeze blowing,
Life glowing.
The ring of the phone
Rip sound of an envelope
Leave me in my world
The journey upstream,
A chance to deliver life;
Swimming to the death.
Natural payback
What goes around comes around
Consequence of acts
Her House was ablaze,
Smoke filled each room she
Was barely alive,
Congested and faint,
A withered rose suffocates,
She fell to her knees,
Voice heard loud and clear,
Severed through the pollution,
Arise, your set free!
By: Sabina Nicole
Seven- layer -cake
Fudge-chocolate on top, sides
Mother in kitchen
Origami dream
Bonsai blossoms illusions
Harakiri wish
For Brian's Noun Haiku Contest
The Med between us
The gusts make me think of you
Storms... it's just like home.
five syllables first
seven next. I like this cause
it's easy. five last
red breasted robins
painted the front yard with color....
spring's warmth soon follows
winding path
tumbling onward of stone
I walk in silence
A Indigo Dreamweaver Contest
A pledge to spend more time alone with
my awesome God...
Volatile airship
Caresses glories unseen…
Now seen by my eyes
Sponsor S K A T *
Contest Name Air Balloon ride ( HAIKU )
As I sit here cold and broken hearted
my life was over before it started.
Until I met this girl that
turned it around, she turned
my frown upside down. This
may sound funny but she is the
love of my life I put down
the knife and started a new life
with my lovely wedded wife.
So as I sit here and cry and I
look to the sky and prayed for
the perfect girl that is my world
God gave me you Briana Lynn
Palmer since you came along I
have been a lot calmer and more
of a staller because you're on my
mind all of the time I see your
face and baby you shine like
my glass of sweet red wine
you're my drug just the way
you love my precious white
dove I swear you fell from
the heavens above when you're
gone my heart bleeds for you
so when you're gone to me
you're really not you're always
in my head. Baby I love you.
Dedicated To:Briana Lynn Palmer
Written By:Dustin James Palmer
an aphid on a
leaf. hold on with all your might!
a storm is coming!
black and white hornet
spies bug trapped in spider's web....
zap struggles freedom
unfamiliar bird
perched on a wooden fence post -
computer turned on
Tears stream down her face
It was so unexpected
He was in a wreck
Seasons come and go
North wind speaks to southern sky
They will meet again.
(January 14, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
Skies gray and rains blow;
Trees sway and creak like old stairs.
Thunder rolls and booms.
The den lights go out.
On the brown faux leather couch
Kids crowd together.
Whites of their eyes show.
"Shush! God is doing his work,"
Grandparents tell them.
Lightning bolt flashes,
Illuminates the front yard
And freezes the scene
Framed by porch windows;
He snaps candids from the storm,
Outside looking in.
I tune in, tune out
Truths, lies, a mix in between
Now shut the hell up!
Spring's about to die,
Summer to start it's rebirth,
Life is wonderful.
black grape connoisseur
Intense flavor aroma
permeates pallet
black grape connoisseur
Intense flavor aroma
near the Tuscan moon
black grape connoisseur
Intense flavor aroma
stars favorable
Your love is sour
You have nothing that I want
You're rotten inside
Ahhh, evening
and a breeze in my face
the fan is noisy
Build one's happiness,
A Herculean pursuit,
Hercules missing!
© Demetrios Trifiatis
Sunshine, when it bursts,
Makes my heart feel so hopeful.
Push grey clouds away
Geisha always smile
She don't have the money to cry
Throughout time and space,
growing life of young and old,
it's never to late
Oh gentle spirit
Set loose from life's pain and grief
Flee to the heavens
Your naked beauty
Is like a sweet smelling rose
It drives me crazy
First Kiss
Each time it's a first
Same butterflies and raptures,
As in the first first.
14th Aug 12
evening silhouettes
the softness of trees
a lingering sunset
lovely day
Worth is not measured
By those who may not like us
But God sees the heart
LOVE STORIES (6 Haikus)
on one long low string
plumbing the depth of despair
like sharp pixie nails
teasing hurting sadistic
mascara blue smoke
she says "I love you"
perfumed breath mascara eyes
flask of red red wine
both vulnerable
blue cigarette smoke curling
tears empty bottle
gypsy violin
blue cigarette smoke curling
sans paroles
sorrow and despair?
no! a D arpeggio
sun flowers health life!
jewels dance about
bright Autumn spirals downward
into deep dark heaps
© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
Wausau, Wisconsin USA
October 11, 2011
With line upon line
I am drowning in my own
stream of consciousness
Winter Coated Cow
Leans against a knotty tree
a Good Back scratcher.
My youngest sister
Threw a stone at the beehive;
They attacked my mom!
all books burnt;
wisdom reigns within
Autumn air turns suddenly cold -
arrival of blessed winter, snowy, give
thanks for change of seasons
sweet cheerful morning
as my dreams fade from this mind
i'm alive again
I found the New Year weak
Laden cumberland and amber
Weeping snow from the spicy sweet shrubs
Beg as if it is a teen to absent spring
To emerge somewhere with its perfect
Beauty delight;
But when I sought to it for you,
Ah the New Year grows in front of my eyes
Like those plum-blossoms from the old garden!
PS: To all my colleagues from Poetry Soup: Have you a great beginning year!
I know a person
Who now cries underwater
To hide his sorrow!
Job's sister
didn't need a whale
life ate her
warmth brings me to life
this season I am seasoned
cold hastens my death
they fight wars for peace
without war there would be peace
i don't understand
Broken by love
Rebuilt by fear
Still live for God
I have never tried to write a haiku until now or not intensionally if I ever have. Im
not claiming this one is but rather exploration so any thoughts or opinions would be
helpful .Google tells me about rules, but none that Ive read so far have a
consistancy to them by number of syllables or words per line.
The Pot's mouth is wide
Yet unable to contain
When filled with water
Secret to Success Haiku
Pour clean pure water
Become life, dance on the edge
Build nests on high limbs
I cover myself
in Earth's thick blanket of leaves.
I'm hidden to all.
sunrise medium
painted sky artist canvas
welcome child to life
Loneliness haunts me
Brief encounters delight the heart
But death comes solo
female Gold Finches
try to drink from frozen bird bath...
cat watches scene
lifelines like little
rivers filled with dear near streams
the untouchables
Written for: A haiku with a theme and title, "Destiny" Free Poetry Contest
Sponsor Leonora Galinta
by Elly wouterse MAY 6TH>8TH 2014
Passion's illusion
Craving utopias castle
Never reaching it
Feathers left to wind,
Float for a time but still fall,
You need wings to fly.
Trees bring forth new buds
soft winds blow, through sunshine skies --
nature basks in life.
You can call me whatever you want,
but it will not affect me in the least. When I
read books I picture myself as the main
character, like I am really in the story, and
then my books are written in a different
way many people do not understand. Many people
have told me that I cannot write good stories
or poems, and some people say they love my
writing; that they love my creativity, but do you
see I don't believe I write that good. If there were
no books in the world, I would go absolutly
crazy! I love books with a cover and paper,
and not those kindle things. I will never own one of
those things, I need my books, I need my libraies!
Briana Lynn Palmer
~Dustin's Wife~
< tropical ~ retreat
mai ~ tai .... pina ~ colada
swaying ~ on......... hammock
Entry For
The Sweatheart Of Poetry's
Tropical Treasures Contest
GL All
Crack, push, wriggle, peck,
Wet duckling appears by night -
Easter breakfast runs
Dim as lonely shades,
Hidden thoughts of glory come,
Spinning our egos.
Autumn sees Winter
far to near, approaching fast
never an escape
© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
Wausau, Wisconsin USA
October 12, 2011
Walking through green fields
The symphony of nature
Brings joy to my ears
Look down their nose to mud;
always right;
you lose.
Rain has made me wet
From head to toe like a tree
On this rainy day
memories do fade
park bench, sitting in the shade
with a hearing aid
In the sea of tears
A trawler full of fishes –
The pirates attack!
Beam of many lives
Impaled within gloomy seas...
Dissolves each sunrise
Awaits the ending of day...
Lone lantern of life
Harry Horsman for Russell Sivey
In the light of Haiku contest.
Captured by natures
Natural gateway, her light
Inspires living growth.
superior itch
must be scratched using a gun
insanity plea
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Gwendolen R.'s "A "Gun"-o-ku" contest
you are amazing
your voice soothes my sad feelings
in my time of need
rainbow falls from sky,
no cloud with silver lining -
dreams deferred drifting
Fourth of July..
Dead bodies, a cry
People must come back home soon…
Enough with the war!
To all of those brave men who will never be home to celebrate our Independence
day this weekend, and the years to come!
dry leaves fluttered down-
an acorn sprouts beneath the
molded decay
A pair of sparrows
Looks at the mirror and plays
With their reflections!
a bit of the moon
shines on through the deep darkness
a piercing of night
Russell Sivey
Sitting on a bench,
a New York City couple,
now falling in love.
The hot breath of life
just this side of intimate.
A dance of the soul.
Blue is like the sky
Sky is the bluest day ever
Blue is the water
Autumn blows a kiss
mists dance amongst painted leaves
Winter soon arrives
(c) Copyright by Christine A Kysely
(November 9, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
Happiness' abode
Each day a new fulfillment
Life's majestic robe.
Waking beside you
A heart pounding gentle notes
When I see your face.
Kisses to sweeten my day
Emotions to show your love.
My words only pale
Your love has made life complete
Hearts bound together.
Igloo of ice gives
Light from warm fire, Aurora
Borealis out
Womb, lost paradise
Strong wind, insecurity
Oh old mobile phone
Thanks for fixing my toilet
Now scared to touch you
I Put in the key
The engine is turning now
I drive the car now
Strong mighty oak tree
Standing rigid, tall, noble
Breaks in the fierce storm
sweet love from a rock
like a river flowing down
a spring for new life
© Joseph, 6/12/08
© All Rights Reserved
a new born
how the smell lingers
in your mind
he turned to leave
the grass flat in his footprint
at the head stone
there is a large star
that shines so bright; way up there
what if I follow…?
The sun is shining
Everyone is now smiling
Winter is leaving
© Sam, 4/12/08
red geraniums
growing in a flower box...
approaching dark storm
Selfish to the end
narcissistic to the core
empathy absent
The graceful garden
Breathes the pure breath of silence
Serenity reigns.
The little hummer
Flits amongst the daylilies
Observed by the cat
I am just matter
My skin made of flesh and blood
Life's own particle
I live everyday
A poet in misery
Seeking to find it
That which has been lost
That which can never be found
That which has no name
Know I what I seek
I would share it with you
Unknown it remains
Love I my own soul
Sure, for it is eternal
Though it is unseen
My life I do live
As it is meant to be lived
Following my fate
I am, obviously
I have a family name
I live, sure, I do
I do ask myself
Of the ways of this realm
Wait I for my death
Eager to see it
The gate of eternity
To be with the Lord
In the end, you ask
Do I really know myself
I would say, I don't
jewels lie about
waiting for sun to kiss them
make them disappear
June 3rd, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
a fat dove sits
facing the morning sunlight...
empty suet bowl
I wish I were dead
Long before you made me cry
Like rainy season
st. patrick's day
green eyes worn today_all days...
wearing of the green
Sponsor: Francine Roberts
Contest: The Wearing Of The Green
Scary bug eye stare
Determined stance awaits prey...
Blood-red mouth, throat, gut
(Not for the contest but just came to me.)
Stop judging harshly
Wipe the "doormat" off my head
Learn to love myself.
(To achieve these goals is a process, but I am determined to get there.)
in the morning rain
fountain of winged termites
a fighting with fate
Purpose calmly ends.
Dew fed tears collect past life,
wetting forest floor.
For Mourning Calm contest
Consecrate others
A gift that is forever
Till eternity
Faith is a blessing
Composure will enrich life
Conviction of soul
Rings outward to many too
Delivering hope beyond
Destinies pathway
Harvesting happiness now
Feeds humanity
Peaceful is a dream
Peaceful is a great big dream
Peaceful is a dream
Flowery fragrance
Blossoming from a sweet rose
Uplifting the soul
exotic plumage
adorning expensive hats—
© February 8, 2011
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
Making my night bright
Filling my heart with gladness
Only you can bring
Attached by small stem
Floating on wind land
Off in the distance-
A song can be heard, silence!
The song is over now...
Teardrops that fall down
Show sad sorrows of a man
The thing is we live
A warped factual fiction
Then die a lost truth!
Rafting on river
Splash, dip, gurgle, over board
Rather be on cruise
just a flicker….
here now gone tomorrow
who misses who
In my mind if I
Take one more step towards you
You say bye to me
*Written on April 5, 2012*
Kites in rise
Winding butterflies
Clouds painted with rose
Memories in dust
stories being left behind
in this fast pace life
my private field
an embarrassment of dread
stones, cold rain
buried in cheap wine
obvious worthlessness
stones, sinking
blue and gray despair
red and purple my anger
stones, submerged
color salvation —
"Paint yellow," she said
stones, receding water
climb to clean air
to yellow, orange, bright green
stones, in my garden
Confusion, delusion, rejection,
Seeking gladness, finding sadness.
Cold house, cold heart,
Feelings of drifting apart.
Always trying hard to please,
Never getting any reprise.
Is it worth it, I ask myself,
Failing in the pursuit of wealth.
Sick of life, sick of living,
Tired of trying, tired of giving.
Thoughts of love fading fast,
Thoughts of hope long since passed.
Why do I fight this losing battle,
Being ignored starting to rattle.
People say hi, then move away,
Never waiting to hear what you say.
Why do I continue with this strife,
What's the point of living this life.
Each day passes in the same mode,
Making my life such a lonely road.
Not talking, just walking,
Like i'm doing the right thing.
Not hoping now of a future bright,
Living life in this fading light.
God knows my heart better than man
He knows i'm doing the best that I can.
I suppose now that my life grows dim,
I'm trying best and it's just for Him.
I am a very happy guy who talks to folk who aren't
© Dave Timperley 2013
So bold about death,
You no longer have hope for,
Taking your last breath.
moon face over
Mt. Fuji
Will this suffice for contest re Japan?
I have a problem with the original symbols for mountains--two black triangles are now two question marks. HELP!
sunrise glows
hens aware of his presence
the rooster crows
you told me one time
you cared for me day and night
no im lost with time
A gift from heaven,
a reflection of His love,
an angel's painting.
our morning coffee
it seems matter over mind
is man's salvation
The zealous zebra
Roams in savannas and eats
Grass - white stripes shimmer
Autumn's rain is here,
expect the orange flooding...
for us to enjoy.
Twists and turns are life
Happy or sad, you decide
It shall stay that way
Winshield wiper blades
on the windows of the bus
making rain music
Weeping shores I sense,
Melancholy strains of waves,
Look! A Ray of light………
Don't be envious
Envy drives us to astray
It gives birth to greed
orange sun rising
upon a cold crisp spring day...
daffodils' blooms bowed
So aromatic
Always keeping you awake
A coffee addict
jonquil's blossoms droop
seen through tiny willow leaves...
cold cloudy morning
A breathe from heaven,
Tenacity with a plan,
Purpose unravels.
Fresh new start occurs,
Past mistakes earsed,
Repaired, move forward.
Change a child's view,
Grant a smile to a soul,
Sprinkle life on gloom.
Captivate a heart,
Show tenderness to the lost,
Wipe a precious tear.
Notes enrich morning,
A melody masterpiece,
Creative juice flows.
Contest: what wakes me up in the morning
Written: 10/30/11
Rebellion rises,
Nations shake their fists at God,
Man has turned away.
Wicked plots, destroy
Innocent blood, sacrificed
By earths inferno.
Sinister kingdoms
Produced people made machines,
Mercies cry's denied.
By: Sabina Nicole
Written: 6/11/12
brilliant autumn
trees shower earth with color
gray days soon arrive
© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
Wausau, Wisconsin USA
October 11, 2011
No sparkle, no joy
black through and through
inside and out
modern computer
faster than the speed of light...
slow snail's pace today
Modern Haiku
hippity-hop hop
glorious bunny rabbit
gets into lettuce
Russell Sivey
autumn walks alone
shorter gray days soon approach
colors disappear
© Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
Wausau, Wisconsin USA
October 12, 2011
Join one another
in a zone deeper than breath.
Essential moment.
the danger of spring thunder clouds
sunray glimmered love
wantonly enticed darker wilder winds
chose thunder-- not me
May 29, 2013
Valdez, Alaska
Victoria Anderson-Throop
no reason to party
yet a celebration .. life
dead ... but still alive
like i said there is no reason to party
as i am preparing for the worst ..my grandmothers end :( .. we will be celebrating her life
instead of mourn about her death .. this goes out to everybody that lost someone close to
their heart
strolls home through the corn
and sees lights at the windows - -
tackles intruder
Run away today
With me, and I promise you
We'll never look back.
sunset of colors
oranges, yellows, and strong reds
intermixed as one
Russell Sivey
Nature's sympathy
is expressed by its colors
--for my broken heart
Violets in bloom.
Hidden underneath the snow.
In a cold, white grave.
Promises broken
Hollow words disgust my ears
No honor no soul
Fresh brewed aroma
Mixed with his sweet and bright smile
I sipped...heart warming
In this age of confusion, greed and self-indulgence
A pope for the poor we behold
Great hope for humanity
Lost Hearts
We grew to love each other.
But you swayed away.
You turned an eye.
You started to break.
Now where are we?
Are you falling down.
Shall I end it here of this cliff?
That the end of you but you will always forget me
Never say whats isn't true I still love you.
You will jump before saying that again.
I love you even as I fall off this cliff.
As my lover fell to their death I could only see the tears as I wanted to be with them forever and ever,But who is to say that they died that day who is to say they did not live on.We were together but our hearts become lost until this moment love had only been a game now it was the place were we have died.Together we are lost together are hearts are bonded forever even if we are apart,love know no bounds.
Doubt not life
Babies are born and grow
Existence continues, be your self!
Twisted life:
Universal love,
I have grown and accepted
Existence ends with me and you
Thoubert Larus :dedicating against discrimination. UN acceptance of equal rights
and non discrimination for sexual orientation.
We should not worry
Whatever will be will be
So take it easy
Life is but a skit
Away from home or in it
Eases pain a bit.
female bear with cubs
winter's hibernation ends...
boy scouts on spring hike
Inspired by Charles Henderson's contest
but not an entry..
care for your body--
it is God-given; keep it
intact and holy
cover my love with blood soke
her in wine show her true dark love
give her dark and bloody kisses tell
her that you will be her true dark romeo.
Tick, cross, tick, tick, tick
Scribble, underline, circle
Tick, tick, tick, tick. Sigh.
The flower i plant
is now dancing in the wind
smiling back at me
Melinde Guadalupe
bare sun bronzed feet run
sweet clover fields fragrance kissed
honey bee sting hurts
August 1, 2014
Haiku "Aha" Moment contest
Regina Riddle, sponsor
A battle with life
Dying each minute
Disease and medication
Diagnosed cancer
Two loving hearts part,
Trepidation that turns true,
Tears their souls apart,
Contiguous breaks,
Courage totally shattered,
Can see blemishes ?
Heartbeats if fumble,
Hard to search serenity,
Harsh words can crumble,
Drug abuse poisons,
Destructive devil dares do,
Death knocks anytime!
Written September 2nd, 2014
Haikus 5/7/5
For contest ' Heart and soul' by Charlotte Puddifoot
Truly dogs hate cats.
Have seen exceptions to this.
Some live in concord.
Dinosaurs snoring
Will their end, be our own rife…
Rip Van winkles clue
Written for
Sponsor S K A T *
Contest Name Dinosaurs~ HAIKU
song breaks the stillness
calling the sun from slumber
dawn chorus begins
Me- Sacrifices
Them- Just a waste of my time
You- Laughter..judgments
Talking to God is
like writing to Santa but
without the presents.
Thirsty; life renewed
Quenched and saturated heart
Water flows,
f l o w s,
f l o w s
Nature's way performs
Bountiful and courageous
Beyond forever
Sometimes a delight
Others destructive design
Her choice always stands
Mankind may alter
She has the complete last word
Father times advice
Allowed in little broadness
Rippled subtleness
Plays out spreading the balance
That's natural way
glacier in distance
cool with life giving water
creating clear streams
going down mountains
carving waterways through stone
alluring to men
water goes along
abundantly flowing down
quenching the great thirst
Entrant into Gail Doyle's "A Scenery Of Your Choice As An Artist" contest
What would you do if you knew this was my last day to live??
Would you try and save or let me go?
Would you even care for my soul?
What would you do if I was a fallen angel?
Would you still recognize me?
Would you talk to me or ignore me?
What would you do if I died?
Would you have a funeral for me, so all my friends & family could come?
Would you cry or even mourn a 'lil bit?
Would you care that I was gone, or would be happy?
What would you do if I was a ghost?
Would you feel me right beside you, guarding you, Watching over you, protecting you?
Would you see me?
Tell me would you walk all over me, or maybe even walk through me, as if I weren't there?
What would you do if I was a demon?
Would you still love me then?
Would you still care and forgive me?
Would you just say "You are stupid, and I hate you?"
What would you do if I were and angel?
Would you love me more, or would you love me less?
Would you feel me touch you, and comfort you when you need someone and you think noone is there for you, well that's a lie, cause I am right here beside you to catch you if you fall, to dry your tears, and to heal your wounds of any kind.
What would you do if I was still alive?
Would you continue to hate me, and call me sadistic names?
Would this world still be cruel?
Would there still be a rule?
What would you do?
Briana Lynn Palmer
age: 14
Dread is not
Joyful heart
sun treks high mountains
leaves shallow valley behind
seeks enlightenment
(June 1st, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved
Regrets I have none
its only one time around
I'm not sad nor glad
Stout, stern, flying high
Regal stance for all to see
American made
it's more than a game
life's more than a magazine
live life and enjoy
a baby seal wakes
in a fisherman's net- sad,
wondering where's mom
The stars are out now
and crickets sing to me of
hope in the darkness
Deep within the night,
I realize I am now
halfway to the dawn
Quietly filling
deep cups of the red blossoms.
The morning sunrise.
The rock bowl is full.
Filled by the rain for the birds
and for my quiet mind.
Dried stalks of rhubarb
turn brittle in the summer.
Born again next year.
The sparrows come back
to say thank you for their home
I lovingly made.
My red dogs eyes gleam.
Before eating, her eyes ask
is it OK Dad?
HAIKU; MEMORIES AND OBSERVATIONS and EXERCISES
The strong bowstring sings.
My arrow will find its home
I turn to sip tea.
First Love
How reluctantly
the shy, young man moves forward
toward the full, red lips.
In the maiden's bed
He found his heaven and hell.
Such was his first love.
Small favor to ask.
Please spread my ashes on the sea.
No wife, no roommate.
Who is Buddah
She poured my green tea
Until the cup ran over.
Now, I know Buddah.
Cousin Roni was loud.
Married a Samoan man.
They both ate roast pig.
My old friend, Bucky.
Carried a gun in his boot.
Afraid of himself.
Old Friend
Alvin slapped his first wife
and then he married a man.
I don't know him now.
Exercise I
he crosses the wide, busy street,
to catch up with love.
Exercise II
she announces her mistrust.
Not Republican.
Exercise III
She knew the problem.
He had to learn it.
All his writing was
He was egocentric.
The autumn raging
I am blinded by red leaves.
Too many to count.
Surf crashes fiercely.
Shadows lessen, skies turn gray.
Winter storm moves near us.
This Spring, my house burned.
I now have a better view
of the blue mountains.
Fresh ink on blue lines
the words come like hungry bees
to form my Haiku.
Summer. I feel strong.
Equal to birds in the tree,
and pebbles near feet.
He moved away.
She promised she'd love him forever.
He still, don't know.
The golden silence
Honorable achievement
Some can't complete this
Suffocates when tried
Received with no sound coming
Hearing quietness
Russell Sivey
Entrant into Constance's "Six Lines of Poetry, Please" contest
Created on September 10th, 2011
There are people who express their frustrations in extreme and fatal ways which take them out of the equation of "The Test of Time". These "Tests" are given to every last one of us at birth. There are millions of versions of these "Tests" due to the variables in their environments which they were brought up in. There are some inevitable variables though that wind up fatal regardless. I feel in these fatal situations, these people would have a blessing from the creator due to these unstoppable events. no matter Rich, Stable, or Poor, these "Tests" are here for everyone to go through. Fact: The elders of this world have "Resolved" many "Tests" or their lives would have been shortened before they would've reached 60,70,80,90, or even a whole century of lifespan on this planet! Imagine the many "Resolutions" they have to share with us through their "Tests" they had to take. Some of their "Tests" are very similar to ours of these current times, even though the trends are very different. No matter what, everybody gets slapped from time to time by life, you must suggest to yourself a positive"Resolve" and push forward. I have went through many "Tests" in the 36 years of my life and had to examine my options for a positive "Resolve" in these "Tests" and I expect many more in the future. So if you meet someone who says they rarely are "Tested" by life or they "Resolve" their obstacles swiftly, they're lying, because like I said they happen to everybody, some are sudden and there are some "Tests" that your only "Resolve" is to walk away from in a since and let it take it's course!
What you see beyond
Is a reflection of your
reflection again and again...
over our footprints
surf of breaking waves roll back
into the ocean
leaves are dead and gone
they play the part of what's now
the truth bears down hard
Late autumn evening,
A haze of dew dusts the earth,
The wind smells of rain
The earth opens her sexually
As I'm revealing myself throughout
Her boldest freedom underneath the moonlight!
Yawning park bench
Filled up stone stools of lovers
Necking in the park.
Woodlands freedom cast
Glorious delivery
Upon this mid day
the less you have
when you leave this world
the smaller the hole
Fear, extreme feeling
Carves hollow points within me
I may run away
It hurts to be so
Deeply afraid inside me
Tears roll down my cheeks
May I escape fear
The terror still left inside
Must rid of all pain
Afraid to move on
I seek solace from the hurt
Peace to be free, hope
Hope to find a way
Out of Halloween's darkness
And into light's grace
Russell Sivey
Entrant into PD's "Going Halloween Haiku Crazy" contest
gray morning skies
empty of sweet bird song~
I carry fire wood
lilac storms gather
hyacinth clouds mixed with white
rains fall into june
(June 2nd, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
Cleansing as the waves,
Flowing in the depths of mind.
Nature scenes bring peace.
Verdant hills distant,
Thirst quenched by skies vigor force-
Life begins anew.
5th place in Rick's "Rain as a gift" contest.
*What I see every spring as I look at the horizon
of hills and pastures, rain is a blessing for those
who keep horses and farms. Green
everywhere. An incredible sight, life giving for
all of nature and her creatures.
Dimly, the old moon
Paints the landscape with silver
...flowers in shadow
To sit and wonder
is to always be without.
Take a leap of faith.
Gusty playful wind
Whispered plot from high above
Tiny leaf down my neck
Recalled by failure
As if prank of false alarm
Zero to hero
Clouds darken furiously
Tears saturate the earth
The sun shines again
A field once walked
Becomes a path for today
Tomorrow a road
Somber, forgotten:
Young taunting winds encircle
Lone-standing cactus.
Domestic spying
striking similarities
Falls of life splash us,
Just how much more we can take?
We create limits.
dropped out of your nest
my daughter begs for your life
love you little bird
Blossoms are Spring sweet
Red orbs that cover fall down
Keep peeling apples.
New readings today
Words not yet well understood
Coursing the air bright
Burrows in the earth so dark
Creatures surprising...
Sun's rays warm and bright
Moon's harvest fills up the night
God adorns the sky!
Haiku for form now
Try to think and count as well
My imperfect words---
Running the bases
Tackling the one with the ball
Memories enjoyed...
< < > >
Coaching the new boy
Stance back, glove down, go for it
Passing the dream on.
crevice in a heart
silent volcano intends
unseen glacier does
all orchured prayers
wolking it's agavien deed
a possiable plead
painted illusions
reflected by the mirror~
pure heart holds the truth
silently standing
I fight the frustration
the dike crumbles
Stockpiled beyond limits
Yet, what do I see?
A flock moves as one,
A motion made of small parts:
A living being.
Love thy mother much
For she's who gave birth to me
But won't let me
The dance of the waves
Ardent embrace of the sun
Eternal moment.
strong is a circle
continuous, forever
no weakened spots.
(January 22, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved,
Slow, quick, dash, sprint, jog
Breathe, breath, breathing, stitch, stumble
On your marks...and stop.
does a rich man sink
with his fellow citizens when
his native land sinks,
OR does he move to
a more promising country
with his abundance?
fellow citizens,
rich men find worthy ground
for their wealthiness
Life is but a dream, while rowing down the stream
Better to flow along in life's mystery, some call it destiny
The present is a gift, if you catch my drift
Watch your flanks, as life & death are your banks
'Cause your reserves are vested in your life preserve's
Love, Peace and laughter
Let it come into your heart
Hold it dear and don't part
The mind is grey clay
Shaped by each experience
Experience love.
Contest Canceled
dew graced grass
pastel petal-strewn aisle
crushed his heart
Victoria Anderson Throop 2014
layers of silence
a chill that—
fulfills nature's song
echoes escape
into an emptied delight
reaching far
folded wings glimmer
eyes shimmer
hungry for more rest
absent words
flushed in fevers of chilled haunt
caress blooms
creating lush songs
folded in—
her heart pounds
as he speaks to her--
sleepless nights
CONTEST:"Nothing BUT Love' sponsored by Andrea Dietrich.
beauty is the key
wonderment is what's unlocked
surrounded by gods hand.
you'll see unknown lands
where animals play
and the mountains meet the seas.
remember god created
the land you drink from
and the foundation you stand on.
colored circles
reflections of earth and sky
small pooling mirrors
(c) Copyright Christine A Kysely All Rights Reserved
(October 24, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
reflection in snow
of the setting yellow sun
twilight in Boston
Russell Sivey
Your two eyes can talk
They can show your deep feelings
They can make me dance
Ambrosial essence
To the eyes nose palate...
Deers jump six foot fence
handsome hedge
familiar smells of age
sprout new scents
Trees crowded nude
Take bows on colored carpets
Autumn shown and shed
(This sat for a while with too many syllables
Haiku is an artful task
Like wine better aged)
Two souls connected,
Soul mates joined eternally,
Never spilt apart.
Love can make us cry
Love can make us dance in joy
Love can change our fate
soft feathered lips
wind wishes to gently kiss
never to fly not
(June 2nd, 2011 Wausau, Wisconsin USA)
(c) Copyright 2011 by Christine A Kysely, All Rights Reserved, except the right to forward and
to share with friends - with credit --which is held to be a good idea and thus encouraged.
Bright red cardinal,
colored life in gloomy cold,
hopping in the snow
North Carolina
the sun placates now
traffic passes, escaping
the cold afternoon
A rose and the beast!
Dad's mom, telling a story —
A romance of love!
at season's end
memories hide in my diary- -
I constantly smile