Wa Koo writes 05/01/97

Shin Po writes 04/30/97

Richard Capella writes 04/29/97

Bryan Carpenter writes 04/29/97

sweat rolls down her cheek
too hot in this room, this bed
I just move closer

the last thing, her jeans
I hang them out on the line
as she requested

almost like a dream
a cool night, under the stars
playing in the grass

Kumaramurthy Sivaramakrishnan writes 04/29/97

The poet comments, "Is this hackneyed imagery ?"

Well, the Sage likes it.

Joe Shoe writes 04/29/97

a sleepy lagoon
rocked by thunder and lightning
frog conference ends

sudden spring cloudburst
drenches joggers to the core
they skip on in bliss

hi, robin red breast
joyfull in the summer rain
plethora of worms

Ron writes 04/28/97

Hating morning mists
For illuminating webs
Are hungry spiders.

Securely hidden,
An ornery cricket chirps louder
The nearer I get!

Erin Hagenow writes 04/28/97

Kumaramurthy Sivaramakrishnan writes 04/28/97

The poet comments, "multiple puns intended. For those who didn't get the jargon, explanation available on query."

Nadya writes 04/28/97

Kathy Grover writes 04/27/97

Wa Koo writes 04/27/97

Bryan Carpenter writes 04/27/97

Sleepless in Los Angeles writes 04/27/97

slow-moving river
flows over varnished pebbles
nymphs dance in the breeze

our warm bodies
nestled closely under a quilt -
watching television

The poet comments, "2 am - nothing better to do than write haikus and wait for the next earthquake"

fire fuck she calls it -
we wonder if neighbors heard
our three year old child

Toast Point is reminded of a story told to him by a friend, of her child at the same age. After viewing a large branch (big stick) blown down by the storm, she went running up to the local meter man happily yelling, "Big dick! Big dick!".

D. W. Burt writes 04/27/97

Jimmy Buffet blaring
loudly from Uncle Mike's stereo
he can't drive us away

holding hands with you
while snow crackles under our feet
warms my heart and soul

sunlight streaming through
a stained glass kitchen window
reminds me of you

afternoon sunlight
warming our naked bodies
on cool cotton sheets

creaking old porch swing
facing west towards blue ocean -
brilliant red sunset

a summer picnic
fried chicken from Safeway
dancing in the grass

the feel of smooth legs
gliding across silken sheets -
anticipation

The poet comments, "just broke up with my girlfriend of three years and am looking for a way to keep my mind off of other things besides killing myself. If you're reading this, I guess it's working. Most of the poems are about her. I guess you could call that therapeutic."

Toast Point welcomes the poet to the Haiku House of Healing.

Agustin Eastwood De Mello writes 04/26/97

The poet comments, "(duende: demon spirit of inspiration - demanding to be heard and felt)"

Cori writes 04/26/97

Thor writes 04/26/97

Monique de Plume writes 04/26/97

The poet comments, "When I was a child, the golden reflection was supposed to signify that the target child liked butter. Of course, everybody did."

Cam writes 04/26/97

Bright salamandrian
Ambergris-hued avatar
leaps from age to age

Sitting crosslegged
This world overwhelms me so
Tearful april morn

Unguarded silence
The harvest moon devours us
Emancipation!

Yuri writes 04/25/97

Monique de Plume writes 04/25/97

brilliant orange
California poppies
concentrate sunshine

The poet comments, "I thought of this one while driving down a country road, when suddenly the sky seemed bright, like near the ocean. Then I saw a large bank of brilliant California poppies."

kraSIveya writes 04/25/97

The poet comments, " i wrote this poem on the spot. hope ya like it cause i'v never really done haiku before. *smile* may your god(s) or goddess(s) always walk with you."

Toast Point sighs. "That's so sweet!"

Jeremy Johansen writes 04/25/97

Thor writes 04/25/97

when I speak to you
i never use phatic words
nor hear them of you

almost frostbite cold
when we put you in the ground
I saw that spring's robin

The poet comments, "O sage! a comment on these scratchings?"

The Sage replies, "These are very thought-provoking - emotionally resonant, but not obvious. Interesting."

again I stumble
bruised and battered I rise
a new day awaits

sun breaths daylight
moon, night sun, breaths night light
lovers breath, starlight

The poet comments, "I like this one, waddya think?"

The Sage thinks it's pretty, but the pairings are a little forced.

Richard Capella writes 04/24/97

David Perkins writes 04/23/97

Plasticwrap writes 04/23/97

Gerbo writes 04/22/97

Kumaramurthy Sivaramakrishnan writes 04/22/97

Clown, Banana & Haiku, Part Two

Costly Exchanges

Richard Capella writes 04/22/97

beautiful bluebird
sings from his new nesting box
avian rapture

spring snow melts away
I espy small white mushrooms
oops. Long-lost golf balls

Monique de Plume writes 04/21/97

pine needles, cushioned earth
deep in the concrete jungle
fresh scents, soft footsteps

The poet comments, "Are any left in the Big Apple?"

Yes, but you have to hunt for them...in Central Park!

on the verandah -
raindrops splatter, thunder rolls
distant lightning flares

The poet comments, "Did I read something like this before? Let's face it, there's very little new under the sun."

Jill Cline writes 04/22/97

pale purple violets
piercing oak-lined, leaf-mulched trails
spring's shy harbingers

Tim Gesner writes 04/21/97

The poet comments, "Hai everyone! If you publish me with a star, I get extra credit in my creative writing class, don't let me down!"

The Sage is immune to pleas, but liked the haiku anyway.

High Haiku Guy writes 04/21/97

The poet comments,
"I am not so good
foreign translations of love
good night wife"

Thor writes 04/19/97

Richard Capella writes 04/19/97

Nicole E. Carter writes 04/19/97

The poet comments, "I thought I would send this in for fun. It is the only one I have ever written. I wrote it for an 8th grade assignment."

Jeremy Resnick writes 04/19/97

Gerbo writes 04/19/97

Cathleen J. Jones writes 04/19/97

Wings of butterfly
flying free and peacefully
seeing all nature

Stars in the sunshine
The moon under a rainbow
The wonders of God

Lepus Consort writes 04/18/97

Menacing blackness
Lightning flash and thunder crash
Earth says a prayer

Felicidad writes 04/17/97

hubby's birthday here
time to reflect on one's life
passing too quickly

the froggies croaking
signal their presence in spring
melodies of love

Bryan Carpenter writes 04/17/97

Ah, but the writer chooses to adopt the constraints, or not!

Cybergal writes 04/17/97

Kathy Grover writes 04/17/97

The poet comments, "Powerful emotions evoke haiku writing. It's not always pretty. Sorry."

Kumaramurthy Sivaramakrishnan writes 04/17/97

Clever!

Ancient 1 writes 04/17/97

Mary O'Reilly writes 04/16/97

Al Baum writes 04/15/97

Nature vs. Life writes 04/15/97

Bunny Queen writes 04/15/97

The poet comments, "Thanks Joey!"

R. Barrington writes 04/14/97

Richard Capella writes 04/14/97

wife sits quietly
reading. forty years of us.
I dearly love her.

Steven Lowik writes 04/14/97

David Wood writes 04/14/97

fallen angel mourns
wings folded in atrophy
the sky forgotten

clinging to the dust
I stumble towards heaven
blinded by the glow

Niaz Ashrelle writes 04/13/97

The Mushroom

Shin Po writes 04/13/97

At my job
WHO stops the clock
When I'm not looking???

The poet comments, "The Agony & the Ecstacy! "

David Perkins writes 04/12/97

roof rattling rain,
thunder, lightening flashed wind-whipped trees;
go back to sleep, son.

gray dawn's warm embers,
ghosts of last night's fire spirits;
my soul sleeps with them.

red evening fire,
sun sets on another day;
I'll have dessert now!

Jill Cline writes 04/12/97

Lovina Sutton
beneath the cold gray marble.
Gone one hundred years.

Richard Capella writes 04/12/97

Ashley Lynn Dyer writes 04/12/97

Richard Capella writes 04/11/97

mendacity. it
is as nothing , when compared
to reality

Monica writes 04/11/97

Howard Lee Kilby writes 04/11/97

The poet comments, " I am deeply indebted to my friend Wa Koo for introducing me to Web TV this rainy afternoon. I touch my forehead to the floor to all haijin in the Lotus Land."

Kathy Grover writes 04/10/97

Red Emperor shoots--
hey, these are not deer lettuce!
Bambi, watch your rear.

Thom Williams writes 04/10/97

saint in yellow robes
holds the lemon to his lips,
smiling without care

J. Bob Green writes 04/10/97

What is this folly?
They called for light rain today.
Four inches of snow?

The poet comments, "Hale-Bopp is slowing down....how do I know? There are 39 passengers on board!"

Monique de Plume writes 04/10/97

Lepus Consort writes 04/09/97

David Wood writes 04/09/97

sparkling diamonds coil
beak and feathers thrust and whirl
in a dance of death

courageous sparrows
teeter at flight's first summons
leaping into life

Bunny Queen writes 04/09/97

Richard Capella writes 04/09/97

Richard Capella writes 04/08/97

Monique de Plume writes 04/07/97

Yes, in a sense...

Clove writes 04/07/97

The poet comments, "And nevermind the elusive gold star. This is MY truth!"

Suzanne Patterson writes 04/06/97

Ashen remembrance
Turns to moist dew; soulless lips
Just in spite of you.

David Perkins writes 04/06/97

anole, spider
competing for the same spot;
mother nature wins.

Brad Pace writes 04/06/97

Wa Koo writes 04/05/97

Eternity here
Amid the fragrant past of
Japanese bamboo.

Early plum blossoms
Do not smile too much at me
Your brightness is spring.

Hale-Bopp-ity bop
My bunnies hippity hop
Past bright winkie stars.

Joe Shoe writes 04/05/97

The poet comments, " alt. 3rd line: How it came about."

Sometimes the explanation is nice and helpful, sometimes it isn't...

The Reverend Joseph Blaylock writes 04/05/97

The poet comments, ""My grandpa, he's 95; he keeps on dancin', he's still alive...""

I listen to songs
I had almost forgotten -
Rediscovering.

The poet comments, "The bands my parents, siblings, and I grew up with share space in the CD player, running on random."

Life without music
Is like life without eating
And living as easy.

The poet comments, "Perhaps I exaggerate my point; but probably not."

Jill Cline writes 04/05/97

behind the comet
they sought a stronger life force
but Jesus is here....

Mary Ellen Walsh writes 04/05/97

Moonchilde writes 04/05/97

The poet comments, "Written after viewing the Hale-Bopp comet for the first time. I welcome comments and criticism, as always."

Agustin Eastwood De Mello writes 04/04/97

Rae McKinley writes 04/04/97

LG writes 04/04/97

Judith Gorgone writes 04/03/97

Japanese Shrines

Mt.Fugi from the Plane

Papercuts

Richard Capella writes 04/03/97

doctor's smiling face
"I have some wonderful news"
tears in both our eyes

luna moth captured
by wide net of outdoor light
light off, victim free

Was April 3rd 'moth day'? (see below)

Lepus Consort writes 04/03/97

The poet comments, "The first time I saw Anne Marie.."

David Wood writes 04/03/97

cricket's song of love
heralding summer romance
keeps me wide awake

bright armored columns
soldiers dressed in red and black
the ants march to war

Whitney writes 04/02/97

Guido Keller writes 04/02/97

Omm The Mighty writes 04/01/97

Lisa the Heavenly Haikuer writes 04/01/97

David Perkins writes 04/01/97

stone buddha garden
rocks amid wavy sand rows;
stop building there, ants!

it doesn't last long
this soft, late afternoon glow;
chill ushers in fall.

David Wood writes 04/01/97

barren trees slumber
surrendering completely
to winter's embrace

swathed in mud and silt
frogs hibernate in silence
dreaming of spring rain