pills at duskmy knee's throbbing
slowly fades
August's submissions
Will be found at the bottom
Of this month's contest.
Can you please help me?
Suddenly she's there
The fresh sea-air
suddenly disappeared
passing the fish-stall.
The poet comments, "see august"
The orange pumpkin
still in my kitchen-garden
in my soup tomorrow.
Low sun's altitude
on the nearly frozen lake
a large flock of ducks
On artificial-lawn
no players in wintertime
but snoozing sea-gulls
The poet comments, "atificial lawn, meant in dutch' Kunstgrassportveld'"
The poet comments, "Being a 'friend' sucks. "
Howling winter wind
laughter on the breeze
soaring painted paper kites:
final leaves of fall
December morning
seventeen die from the cold:
stock market heats up
harvest moon eclipse
drunken men trying to work
a new telescope
pills at dusk
my knee's throbbing
slowly fades
second-day yard sale
a $1 price tag stuck
to a clump of sod
a leaf slowly fallsThe poet comments, "my first haiku!"
Summer comes today
All are happy; I am sad
My friend died today
Silently, we fall
In a pile of raked leaves
Laughing at the Fall
Is that a gray hair?
A stray white cat stared
at me as if it knew me
from some former life.
Cock-a-doodle-do!
You can't set a rooster to
Daylight Saving Time
Fall breezes are soft.The poet comments, "I was once married to a Japanese lady and also (after her) lived in Japan for 3 yrs. I have a whole lot of Haiku. Most is traditional."
Bite into an apple
Taste the warm sun of summer
On a winter's day.
From a cool deep well
Comes water which fell as snow
Before Greece burnt Troy.
The poet comments, "I'm only 14...not a professional :) "
A false woodgrain desk
morning's red fireball-
Stepping so softlyThe poet comments, "Just for fun!"
Sunset is peaceful.
Sunrise is joy awakened
Time comes full circle.
Alas and foresooth
The candle burns so brightly.
BLAST! Both ends are lit!
The apparition.
Walking the long halls of time?
Mirror reflection!
The little kitten
arrived at my kitchen door
my duty is clear
Master Daruma
guide me along my journey
over the mountains
The poet comments, "I wish we had a day off for Halloween too! "
Shards of cool spring rains
Shards of hot summer afternoons
The red leaves of fall.
Of ingratitude
It may be said, no "thank you"
Note need be written.
The poet comments, "What a train of thought huh? "
The poet comments, "Hey you...You know who you are..."
Dawn is approaching...
Time to climb in the coffin.
Goodnight, dear vampires.
The poet comments, "Damn mortality!"
Mountains to valleys...
The path of life is made of.
Soar high...Come back down.
Time...Such a round clock.
Seasons circle around me.
Await their return.
Pinpoint pupils dart,
tensed in rushing terror-
fear becomes anger
Leans back, legs parted,
wanting his touch, she dreams-
happily contended
Ramshackle cabin
sits silent, trees embracing-
will she return - ever?
A beautiful day.The poet comments, "What? Wait, no, that can't be right! "
The fading sunlight
presents much longer shadows
I feel very tall
The poet comments, "For you Joey!"
The flushed face of the
All gifts of the Gods
Are, like snow, first welcomed, then
Trampled underfoot.
Fine, soft, silky hair
When beauty rules age
A pretty face dismisses
Status quo ante.
Either way compels
Dame Wisdom and Lord Judgment
To beg for their bread.
I want to be near
trees, she says, her worn clothes full
of old lady smell.
just the forest path
and the moon are with me now --
the path and the moon
Memories of you
The poet comments, "Ow."
The moon at his back
A small owl waits patiently
For a mouse to stir.
Do robins listen
to crows? or doves? Does anyone
listen to blue jays?
Water marks
Staining the ceiling
Winter clouds
The poet comments, "I couldn't find anything about published poems being ineligible, so I'm sending this. "
Toast Point has no problem with published poems, as long as they are your published poems.
An evening's anger
The poet comments, "I didn't know just how addicted I'd gotten to this page, reading everyone's haiku, and writing my own. "
Oh, no, Toast Point is an enabler...
Whose smile is sweeter
the sleepy just-suckled babe's
or its young mother's?
I need no robins
nor fields of bright daffodils;
I have grandchildren.
The poet comments, "I haven't written a haiku since school! (Years ago). I constantly write poetry. Thanks for setting up this site. Very cool!"
Beautiful princess
We shall remember your stay
Within this cruel world.
The poet comments, "Dedicated to Princess Diana..."
Birth. Breath. Life. Love. Hate.
The stair-well in which we climb.
Regret? No...Lessons.
The poet comments, "Just unloading....."
Mushtang is so cool!
I visited his website.
Babette is THE dog!
The poet comments, "Hey! Just to say hello to Mushtang and Babette! "
Patience, Love, and Peace...
Cherish the life within you.
The outer...Moves on.
The poet comments, "That's it. Society's world..."
Blessings in disguise
Blindly seeking knowledge
True wisdom's within...
The poet comments, "--But that doesn't mean that everybody looks within to actually find it! Or maybe they just don't look deep enough..."
Confusion settles
Comfortably within my hands...
Always within grasp.
The poet comments, "Okay...Say comfortably with three syllables!! It's all the same!"
Life creates soul scars.
No soul can be purified.
'Till it sheds the flesh.
The poet comments, "If I only had more lines and Syllables to work with...Oh yeah! That's the whole point!!!"
Soft breezes ruffle
Even small breezes
cannot hide in the long arms
Of a willow tree.
After funerals
Shrouded forms regenerate
Shedding silk cocoons
The poet comments, "I wrote this long before visiting this web page, so please excuse the unintentional and entirely coincidental use of "falling leaves" as suggested in your introduction to Haiku. I wrote it shortly after my girlfriend of two years and I broke up... we tried to stay friends, but my emotions for her remained too stong (she broke up with me) and I couldn't handle being near her without being able to hold her close. "
With unsettled mind
many words will not help you
Clarity is hush
The poet comments, "More of my work can be found at http://strops.computek.net/skippy/hiaku.htm"
The poet comments, "Mushtang had a dinner date with Kamaryn at the Dallas/FtWorth airport on my way to El Paso. Delta decided to route me thru Albuquerque at the last minute. Dammit."
The poet comments, "One of those dreams I didn't quite come back from."
The poet comments, "It is a shame we do not realize that we have the strength in numbers. Our voice, when united, can move worlds. "
The poet comments, "As I rush to my computer to capture the moment - leaving a trail of wet footprints..."
The poet comments, "thanks for the page i liked it !!! jess"
Tripetalled children
frolic on earthen carpets,
racing towards summer.
Spiny fallen star
wades in retreating surf
for heavenly friends.
Leading towards the sea,
the pitted road is patched by
broken oyster shells.
Day cracking open
Light crawling over the bed
Run night for cover
an accident with
paper shredder-- the torn white
chrysanthemum haiku
The poet comments, "Hope you're having a great vacation!"
His eyes denim blue
Smiling, takes her quaking hand
And gives her his soul
The poet comments, "I was married in June, but couldn't find the right words at first."
The poet comments, "Thanks for a lovely site! Visit more of my haiku at Haiku Moon (as well as others!)."
Memories of you
fading, a mere gentle breeze
with seasons passing.
The poet comments, "Citronella candles attract at least some insects."
Suddenly she,s there
a mixture of sea and rain
The hazy rainbow.
Circle segments around
a bent-grass clump in the sand
painted by the wind
Monotonous sound
from a steady dripping tap
outside it's raining
The poet comments, "love this site!"
The poet comments, "Mother cat (Smokey) proudly presented her progeny for my inspection as she announced her asccomplishemnt with a fanfare of meows..."
The poet comments, "I'm not the *least* offended that you've omitted Haiku Headlines of the Day
(http://www.coolwebsite.com/haiku/headline ... goodness, you haven't clicked yet?!)
but hope you will stop by. Let me know if you'd like more from me. All the best,
Michael Sheinbaum
Managing Editor
Haiku Headlines of the Day
http://www.coolwebsite.com/haiku/headline"
The poet comments, "Children grow too fast to ignore spending quality time with them. My daughters are married, my son leaves soon--he has joined the Marines; and YES, men can suffer from empty nest syndrome......."
The poet comments, "I don't always hold to the 5-7-5 rule. Why? I write in ideomatic American English. Why not? Same answer."
The poet comments, "This is the first of four haiku-like verses which loosely translate a poem by Göethe which likens the souls of men to water. The rest follow."
The souls of human beings
Are like water
Welling up from the deep.
It rises and falls
Between the earth and the skies
Without ceasing
As a great cataract
Pounding and thrashing
It grinds boulders to sand
As the still surface of a lake
It clearly reflects
The distant stars
The poet comments, "Sempre Fi to all those Leathernecks out there who have been, are in, or are getting ready to enter the USMC!!"
Divorced, still single.
Both my daughters wed & gone.
My son leaving soon.
The poet comments, "Alas I am but a single man who suffers from the throes of "Empty Nest Syndrome". NO, my son is NOT getting married: He has joined the USMC! Sempre Fi!"
