Issue 21

Return to Haiku Journal Homepage --- or --- Go Back to Table of Contents


Issue 21

POETS

Aldridge, Bobby
Antebi, Debbi
Barry, Stephen
Beltran, Lark
Bernard, Tuwond
Bevins, Shaun
Billings, Trey
Chameleon, Jesus
Cummings, Kemar
Fawkes, Ed
Gonzalez, Mauricio
Gove, Joan
Gunn, Mary
Hopkinson, Trish
Jett, W. Luther
Johnston, Bill
Kavanaugh, David
Kelly, David
Kovac, Kim Peter
Lanning, Rebecca
Mckeon, Tina
Nicholas, Joe
Osborne, Katherine
Richardson, David
Rousseau, Rita
Rushton, Biff
Sassi, Fabio
Scicluna, Norman
Sciortino, June
Senser, Daniel
Sharp, Cynthia
Slaten, Daniel
Streur, Russell
Valentina, Poet Lady
Wachtel, Shirley Russak
Wasilewski, Nells
Williams, Patricia





Patricia Williams




snow piles disappear,
blossoms anxious for the melt ?
old secrets emerge





Patricia Williams




Primeval earthquakes
hot moist air meets cold dry air ?
man provokes woman





Rebecca Lanning




all the leaves dropped dead
bare branches, hard arteries
squirrels' nests, bulging clots





Trey Billings




Huddled together
Pining for sweet summer fruit
Snow-covered Monkeys!





Joe Nicholas




An autumn bruised black
leaves swept under the roadside
for winter to bloom





Stephen Barry




Long legs, deep strong chest
Flowing black mane built for speed
Sadly not distance





Stephen Barry




River flowing past
dawn breaks grey stones budding trees
trout rise to dry fly





Russell Streur




Hour before dawn
Horned owl hoots alarm in pines
Trouble on the way





Kim Peter Kovac




moss on the stone bridge -
skyscrapers rippling under
the old graceful arc





Shaun Bevins




A purple crocus
springs up through the winter snow.
Daffodils take heed.





Mary Gunn




endangered species
two bumlebees feeding on
flowering ivy





Lark Beltran




Now is a thin ledge
for mindhold to grasp for long;
past and future reign.





Trish Hopkinson




News lays flat in the
driveway waiting sadly to
be recycled pulp.





David Richardson




Timid yellow slug
It will take days to find out
How long this hill is.





W. Luther Jett




When I walk, I am
out of focus just enough
to see things clearly





David Richardson




Under morning clouds,
Belly rumbling like thunder ?
A Buddhist sutra.





W. Luther Jett




flock of wild geese drifts
under the late autumn moon
ghosts of my young life





David Richardson




Silent company
On this early spring morning
My pensive shadow.





Shirley Russak Wachtel




a kiss of pink dawn
breaks across the milk gray moon
breathing me awake





Shirley Russak Wachtel




ginger incense speaks
air bubbles catching moments
which words cannot hold





Shirley Russak Wachtel




April's rise reveals
cherry blossoms? splattered eyes
in stone's long white face





Biff Rushton




Ripe for the Season ~
And I held a reaping tongue ~
For this sweet Harvest





Mauricio Gonzalez




Dust and furniture
one particle at a time
slowly reunite





Kemar Cummings




On close reflection
Eyes mirror eyes in the pool
Their gaze a memoir





Bobby Aldridge




The moon is broken
Into several sharp pieces
On rippled water





Fabio Sassi




Sinking down slowly
Hit by your cannon ball words
In Trafalgar Square





Jesus Chameleon




how new the smile that
brightens, christens arrival---
sib's share in heaven





David Kelly




reanimation ?
fallen leaves rising, dancing
in the bus's wake





June Sciortino




Snowflakes on my face,
masking the salty dampness
of your departure.





June Sciortino




A silver lantern
Gentle breeze on the water
Precious reflections





Tuwond Bernard




Lost a special friend
through holy matrimony
Time to find anew.





David Kavanaugh




after morning rain
sailing in a newborn stream
very clean garbage





Debbi Antebi




blanket of fall leaves
foliage of memories
crunching underfoot





Debbi Antebi




in the crowded street
looking for her own shadow
between others? feet





Poet Lady Valentina




glass bowl in classroom
children watch a tadpole swim
waiting for a frog





Tina McKeon




Watermelon slice
Ammunition against heat
Spitting seeds toward sun





Katherine Osborne




from its dark zeroes
an avalanche has buried
what you want to say





Katherine Osborne




vision of Winter:
outline of geese overhead
not making a sound





Cynthia Sharp




sunfish in the sky
clouds dipping like quick minnows
turning lavender





Bill Johnston




ripped space time fabric
countdown in black hole maelstrom
compulsive hoarding





Nells Wasilewski




leaves abandon trees
empty branches wave farewell--
you moved out today





Nells Wasilewski




camping at the lake
a treetop cradles the moon
sleeping with the stars





Nells Wasilewski




hummingbird's feeding
spring, youth and stolen kisses
taste of sweet nectar





Rita Rousseau




convened on phone wires,
parliament of green parrots
arguing with crows





Daniel Slaten




a love in silence
burning hot and fast for years
flickers, fades away





Joan Gove




Mist drapes oak branches
Moon's light casts subdued shadows
Crickets call... it's night.





Lark Beltran




We think we know much.
Fact shares space with prejudice:
garden flaunting weeds.





Daniel Senser




The man with his brush
Writes on the moonlit surface.
Shadows come alive.





Ed Fawkes




thunder claps bellow
nature in baritone voice
ground reverberates





Norman Scicluna




visiting hour
at the women's cancer ward-
nurse averts my gaze