John Hawkhead

 

 

 

Haiku

gravel in my knees
from the pilgrimage to you
your gentle tweezers
*
gradual rain
pattering the willow leaves
her hand slips from mine
*
purple night clouds
buffeting under moonlight
her lingering scent
*
under winter clouds
the old rook pecks at bent straw
through the scarecrow’s hat
*
an acorn
split from cup to tip
the newborn’s hare lip

 

 

John Hawkhead is a writer of haiku and other short poetry forms. His work has been published all over the world in small press magazines and the Internet. His book of poetry and haiku Witness is available from Amazon, Barnes & Noble and iTunes.

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Pijush Kanti Deb

 

Three Haiku

 

Diplomats can have
a mango or a sorrel
never a jack-fruit.

*

A flower gets
its beauty and fragrance
from a blissful heart.

*

Two pockets transact
hidden export and import
under a table.

 

 

 

Pijush Kanti Deb is an Associate Professor in Economics and has had more than 120 poems and haiku  accepted or published by Indian and international publishers since June 2013.  Publications include Tajmahal review, Camel Saloon Blog Spot, E-pao.Net, Dead Snake Blog, Spot, Down in the Dirt, Poetic Monthly Magazine, Poems and Poetry Blog, Gean Tree Haiku Journal,
The Voice Project ,Calvary Cross, Pennine Ink and The Artistic Muse.

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Angelee Deodhar

 

Three Haiku

 

under pond ice
colored maple leaves-
candy brittle

*

dawn song-
the Alsation catches a red ball
in mid air

*

sunset-
my long shadow lost within
the trees

 

 

Angelee Deodhar is an eye surgeon by profession, and a haiku poet and artist from India. Her haiku/haiga have been published internationally in various books, journals and on the internet.

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Andrew Pidoux

 

 

 

20 Haiku and Senryu

 

The candles glimmer,
The tables are paved with wax:
We’ll be buried soon

 

Where is the wildlife?
Oh I forgot – it’s London.
We are the wildlife

 

A stuffed fox for lunch?
But it’s just a cabinet
In a dark old pub

 

Skull and crossbones flag
Flapping on a narrow boat –
Backwater pirate

 

Deer in the clearing,
Why does your candelabrum
Cast so much strange light?

 

The river flowing
Through my neighbour’s back garden
Is actually mine

 

The pond in that lake
Can only be seen by those
Wearing blue glasses

 

A man with no head
Approached me this afternoon
Though it was near dark

 

The dream of childhood –
To be bigger than your dad,
Quicker than your mum

 

I used to be fat
But I got lost in a fridge,
Came back out immune

 

My orange juice is
A sort of microcosm –
I don’t know what of

 

Sunset at the ranch:
The whole sky cracks an egg,
Unboils itself

 

My shoes stare at me,
Reflecting my gloomy face
Like a bright idea

 

Thread me this needle;
My eyes see camels ok
But not other eyes

 

No one is as free
As the street cleaner at dawn,
Sweeping up our lives

 

I saw an old fox
Sniffing round your bins again –
What are you hiding?

 

They fired me. But why?
Perhaps I was too honest
Regarding their lies

 

Heat wave in London –
A naked businesswoman
Loses her job too

 

The ranch fences twang—
Roadrunner making music
On barbed harpsichords

 

A life like a dream
Ends by tumbling from a roof
Without a pillow

 

 

Andrew Pidoux is the author of Year of the Lion (Salt, 2010), and the winner of an Eric Gregory Award (1999). Recent haiku of his have appeared in Haiku Quarterly, Monkey Kettle, Noctua, Paper Wasp and Time Haiku.

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David Hutt

 

 

 

Haiku

 

dad used to say
one day, you’ll understand  -
now I understand

*

bald hitchhiker
writing poems on velvet –
low calorie Buddah

*

my parents -
angels
I tarred and feathered

*

i am familiar
with the sound
of your footsteps leaving

*

tin of loose change
give me something –
you bastard

 

 

David Hutt grew up in London. Every now and then he tries normal work and stability, but it never lasts long. He has published short-stories and poems in several international publications. A regular twitter user, follow him at @davidhutt1990.

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Ramesh Anand

 

 

*

autumn sky
patches of twilight
in the falling leaf

*
distant hill
a river carrying
the spring

*

peak hour . . .
a flock of sparrows pass
the evening moon

*

sun bath
an eagle circles
the day moon

*
rainbow season
warmth and coldness
in me

 

 

Ramesh Anand authored Newborn Smiles, a book of haiku poetry published by Cyberwit.Net Press. His haiku and tanka has appeared in many publications, across 14 countries. His haiku has been translated in German, Serbian, Japanese, Croatian, Romanian, Telugu and Tamil. He blogs at ramesh-inflame.blogspot.com.

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Roger Jones

 

 

A Photo from the Fifties

snow globe
shaking up a new maelstrom
watching it settle

Overnight, a snowstorm has claimed our town. The neighbor’s houses and yards are coated.  Snow swallows the old DeSoto.  No one’s outside except my father, sister, and two cousins, all of whom run across the empty lot next door. They’ve taken sides for a snowball fight.  My cousin, father, lean to wad up new snowballs. My sister, dodging a cousin’s throw, is laughing.  In the foreground, aged five or so, I’m just off the porch in my furry ear-muffs. Mouth open, I’m shouting at whoever is taking the picture.

her sudden laughter –
a sheet of ice comes sliding
off the church roof

winter boots by the door
a round puddle
growing on the newspaper

 

 

 

Roger Jones has published haiku, haibun and tanka in various journals over the past few years.  His haibun collection Goodbye, selected as the Snapshot Press e-chapbook award winner for 2012-13, will be published soon.  He teaches writing in Texas, and has published three other collections of poetry.  Twitter: @haibunator

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