March 2012
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Simply Haiku - Summer 2012
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morning prayer ...
an orchid absorbs
the sound of bees
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tree shadows
swollen with plums ...
summer's end
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star gazing ...
ancient light staggers
over the hill
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beauty pageant -
worshippers inflate
a living doll
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the silence
between hidden stars -
your words
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lonely street -
tonight she projects
two shadows
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famine relief ...
the viewing public
changes channel
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lenten fast ...
he sets his sights on
breaking yokes
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harvest moon ...
when the rain has spent
dawn returns
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bitter fruit -
never knowing how pears
tasted to you
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morning light ...
the heavens no longer
so vast
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lenten path ...
we separate the cross
from the crucified
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rising sun ...
dew drops tremble
into mist
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chilly stars ...
I savour the emptiness
of what is not yet
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starless night ...
I find my way
on my own
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reading Keat's
ode on melancholy ...
we burst a grape
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hints of war
another division
in the ranks
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murky pond ...
a child searches
for the moon
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icy sea ...
a poet carves icebergs
into haiku
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Dear John --
he squints between
the lines
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beyond
the big bang
a word
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she peels
away seven veils
one at a time
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the ache
of her beauty -
ah, that ankle!
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icy wind ...
the hidden agenda
of autumn
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behind
her 'nothing'
nothing
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lune rousse ...
a mortician conceals
the face of death
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familiar strain ...
the echoes from his past
jerk the strings
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as if luck
is ever enough ...
hei-tiki
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sunday morning ...
water parts dreamily
for the blood