Pretty spring flowers
Primrose, Violet, Tulip
Blooming in forest
Wildflowers blooming
Trees are growing back their leaves
Spring is so pleasant
Sylph, how was your day?
Did you give a gentle breeze?
Or a roaring wind?
Sylph (silf) - fabled elemental being inhabiting the air
Small undines swimming
Searching for the sea's treasures
In the deep blue sea
Undine - fabled elemental being inhabiting the sea
And yet 5/7/5...
Child, don't run down stairs
Toothbrush gripped tight in teeth.
We parents worry.
The poet comments, "Any parent knows the sentiment."
The poet comments, "A memory from a warm summer's night outside Florence in 1974. Walking up a dark country lane to the Youth Hostel I saw a field of fireflies."
such a simple thing
the sound of one hand clapping
Godıs call to order
truth comes silently
and all sound, as ritual,
heralds its presence
Pearl white unicorns
Galloping thru rolling hills
With their shining horns
Lively dancing pixies
Circling crackling fire
Until black night ends
Velvety soft roses
Ruby red,snow white, or peach
Very fragrant buds
the social aspect
and my solitude collide;
a smashing event
inquisitive girl
who pries the earth so fertile
still more fertile thee
as a vessel held
to capture rivers quenching
the empty mind serves
political high
ugly violent hate
a bloody haiku
five lonely senses
and a sixth surrounding these
threadbare comforter
Amefurashi (Ah-may-foo-rah-she): Japanese rain sprite
endless text instructs
while endless effort unstructs
endless truth to choose
love uncertainty
each moment a bright new dawn
each wrapped gift your own
away from nature
(all insects outweigh all man)
my awareness flies
conscious, unconscious
information interchange
high road to haiku
in Dutch:
de bomen zwiepen
een geruststellend gevoel:
de maan waait niet weg
The poet comments, "I like this haiku. It is an ego booster!"
thought formations fly
in search of unborn children;
high eagles soaring
sordid times with some
rare bursts of "joie de vivre".
She makes me human.
Haiku, you are my
Answer to many questions:
Asked and unasked.
Homing pigeons find
Their way home. I shall always
Teturn to Toast Point.
Kivas has always been a welcome contributor.
Craving for fame is
one thing. Being among some
experts, quite another.
though i'm not your love
i covet the idea
it be thee who is
The poet comments: Is anybody really out there?
The poet comments: Cicadas are indeed sibilant insects, and the word "sibilance" itself, linguistically speaking, is sibilant (with the sound /s/). In fact, the poem is full of the sibilant /s/.
Ducks are not aware
Of swimming around always
In their own shadow
Longing for
the first swallow to arrive-
Father-to-be
Toast Point comments, "And we are gladdened as well!"
The Sage has given
An opportunity here
For self expression
It's an awesome thing,
To send haiku by E-mail;
Sage, hear my thank you
The Sage bows.
homeless man pushing
a full cart in a hot street;
broken glass and grit
a struggling man
and a determined boy, six;
beach understanding
Spirit of haiku
Elusive, ever present
Selfless and entire
Warrior spirit
Guide each move with cunning mind
That Guinevere live
itıs very simple
one canıt find their heart alone
nor two together
silence after sound
awareness as all senses
strain to break the code
the cosmos is grand
yet spins lightly in my hand
the earth a millstone
no gives rise to yes
a force so strong itıs thrilling
and everything grows
oak boardroom table
dark suit shows no emotion
car horn far below
farmer walking home
a lantern light shadow dance
his brown horse nickers
legislate values
print them in the penal code
abysmal fools work
Albert Einstein said
E=mc squared. Died
Relatively old
The poet comments, "Some things never change. But they should."