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Haiku Spirit Issue #10 


JUNE 1997

 

 

April's first cuckoo
coughing & cackling overhead
so soon out of sight


Bill Wyatt




winter's gray
worn thin ~
apple blossom


Nasira Alma




lightening spring days :
she washes her winter blanket


Helen Robinson




late Spring day
a kitten has discovered
how to hunt a fly


Gilles Fabre




Last full moon of Spring
draws me out to the doorway
~ soaring spirits


Philip Keogh




spring at last
and now
a deeper longing


Nasira Alma




A single bird
so high, wings unmoving
towards the river


Helen Robinson




Summer evening
trying to be my friend's
new cat's new friend


Gilles Fabre




- Haiku by Ken Jones -


leaning on a gate
long shadows of thistles
this sixty-seven year heart




Beside the hedge ~
a person!
crow's wing flutter




"Nobody about!"
says the stride of the hunter
entering my yard




Old ant hills, tumbled stones
this pasture of the ancient dead
my lunch stop




No moon
to guide me off the mountain
only the flaring comet trail




Walkers in front
carefully moving snails
from footsteps coming on


Helen Robinson




After the rainfall
on the dark narrow footpath
I step on a snail


Sean O'Connor




so many new greens ~
hovering over the camp
blue woodsmoke


Jim Norton




bright boy fishing ~
on the other side
a boy in shadow


Philip Keogh




just when I thought
today would be forgotten
a ladybird on my guitar


Gilles Fabre




pomegranate
in my hand ~
the cow offers
her pale tongue




spring breeze ~
spinnakers bloom
on the lake




dressing the window
a single violin
hung in dead silence




sweaterless ~
the thrill
of gooseflesh


Nasira Alma




it had only one leg
the seagull
that woke me up


Gilles Fabre




bread on the road ~
first to arrive
the limping pigeon




At last ~
the sublime moment:
the doorbell rings


Jim Norton



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