cold mists carry scent
satisfied in scarlet snow
memories of spring
satisfied in scarlet snow
memories of spring
Memory & Nostalgia Haiku Poems
Haiku returning to remembered places, vanished moments, and the texture of the past.
79 published haiku
flowers we gathered
dying slowly in vases
they remember dirt
dying slowly in vases
they remember dirt
through montana fog,
a memory of bright days.
pebble in my shoe.
a memory of bright days.
pebble in my shoe.
Monochrome portraits
freeze precious moments long gone -
cherished memories.
freeze precious moments long gone -
cherished memories.
A ghost of the past,
Orange blossoms filigree
Florida's night air.
Orange blossoms filigree
Florida's night air.
In '76
I remember the ground cracked
Like in Africa
I remember the ground cracked
Like in Africa
Breezes in the trees
Testify to happiness
Once again renewed
Testify to happiness
Once again renewed
Long ago shadows
fade to lonely silhouettes
filtering today
fade to lonely silhouettes
filtering today
Scent of mown fescue,
crescendo of cicadas,
my childhood wakens.
crescendo of cicadas,
my childhood wakens.
This, my childhood home,
smaller than I remember,
and more important
smaller than I remember,
and more important
cumulus clouds stalk
lupine's sun soaking petals
summer memory
lupine's sun soaking petals
summer memory
stubborn hummingbird
insists on flying backwards
let go of the past
insists on flying backwards
let go of the past
Freshly dressed wounds. Words
cut deep, draw blood memories.
Grass sings nightmare song.
cut deep, draw blood memories.
Grass sings nightmare song.
Shot glass in one hand
Ice cubes smoke collide in blue
Laid-off yesterday.
Ice cubes smoke collide in blue
Laid-off yesterday.
Memories fallen
into the grate of lost days
best left forgotten
into the grate of lost days
best left forgotten
Branches gently sway
waving goodbye to the past
stirring memories
waving goodbye to the past
stirring memories
memories falter
petals fading at their edge
forgetting to fall
petals fading at their edge
forgetting to fall
Sand between your toes
Grains of history cling tight
The past walks with you
Grains of history cling tight
The past walks with you
Fire on the shore.
A circle of childhood friends.
Warmth of nostalgia.
A circle of childhood friends.
Warmth of nostalgia.
Autumn enhances
most talks, walks and memories
leaving our journey
most talks, walks and memories
leaving our journey
golden autumn leaves -
childhood days right behind me
with every photo
childhood days right behind me
with every photo
Under the great sun
An orchid withers away
To live once again.
An orchid withers away
To live once again.
Clothes in dirty heaps.
Laundry after vacation.
Memories of fun.
Laundry after vacation.
Memories of fun.
Studying the eels
I recall Luke's gospel: snake
in lieu of a fish.
I recall Luke's gospel: snake
in lieu of a fish.
Summer nostalgia;
the dull shine of beaten tin;
my mother's kitchen.
the dull shine of beaten tin;
my mother's kitchen.
The smoke is fluid,
Flitting between memories;
The ashes remain.
Flitting between memories;
The ashes remain.
tree swallows return
settling into their old home
a spring sky stirring
settling into their old home
a spring sky stirring
Warm summer breezes
memories of three sisters
calmness before storm
memories of three sisters
calmness before storm
The solace of words
And the healing balm of time
Sweeten memories
And the healing balm of time
Sweeten memories
yesterday's cold wind
chimney smoke and street blown leaves
hours before snow
chimney smoke and street blown leaves
hours before snow
Memory sinks teeth
marrow-aching agony
sharper bite than wind
marrow-aching agony
sharper bite than wind
A Wisp of a Smile
The Knowing of a Time Past
Remembering All
The Knowing of a Time Past
Remembering All
perceptions of truth
distortion of memory
feelings are not facts
distortion of memory
feelings are not facts
blank foggy morning -
deep into analysis
all my childhood dreams
deep into analysis
all my childhood dreams
Wake up, blue willow,
the day, coming through your boughs;
same as yesterday
the day, coming through your boughs;
same as yesterday
I tear the earth's skin,
From its essence, like a mask.
I see memory.
From its essence, like a mask.
I see memory.