Lee Price writes 05/31/98

Happy writes 05/31/98

The poet comments, "I speak English."

Dawn writes 05/30/98

Yellow rose budding
Slender limbs dance to May's song
Golden head nodding

Anna writes 05/29/98

LOWCOO writes 05/29/98

The poet comments, " best haiku site because you don't pontificate. All accepted whether you like them or not."

Why, yes, that's the point!

JRMiralles writes 05/29/98

The sky seems bruised now
for sunlight cannot conceal
its wounds until dawn.

The surf churned sea-shells
into amulets of sand
below soft moonlight.

Johnny Bungalow writes 05/28/98

Dacunha writes 05/28/98

KOLOK writes 05/27/98

peaceful woody hill
beholding fertile valleys
i thirst for water

bleak and stark basin
volcanic landscape moon-like
holds a steadfast tree

Samira writes 05/27/98

Gripping my heart so
Not understanding this fear
Loving too deeply

Cavac Kollok writes 05/26/98

a dwarf garden greets
will sunshine pull it skyward ?
did i hear rain drop ?

cool crisp coastlines
sun strikes sea swells, shimmering
drink delicious day

Joe Gill writes 05/25/98

The poet comments, "This is for Uma."

DeVar writes 05/25/98

never want to eat
when we decide they're hungry...
little fish in pond

Vid Vukasovic writes 05/25/98

Bosa Pavlovic writes 05/25/98

Joe Gill writes 05/23/98

Arianne writes 05/22/98

S.M. Sunshine writes 05/22/98

The poet comments, "Texas is currently covered in the smoke of Central American and Mexican forest fires. It is rather like being inside of one of Tim Burton's "Batman" movies."

Joe Gill writes 05/22/98

Water falls from sky
Crashing softly between stones
The ground is laughing

Follow black paw prints
From linoleum to the stairs
Where's my pen? Damn dog!

The poet comments, "I have two American Eskimos--Megan & Phoebe, and Megan is always getting into trouble. Fortunately, for her (and my carpet) the ink was water-soluble. "

Jay Muggs writes 05/22/98

The poet comments, "Hope you dig it."

The first yearly frost
Like a slap from your true love
Ends fall's sweet romance

Sweet smelling nighttime
Dance slowly with the shadows
Intoxicated

Uma writes 05/21/98

Willow Haven writes 05/21/98

The poet comments, "I love this! I've never written one before until now...I didn't read the rules and wrote another.maybe you will like it.Here it is:

Always Together.
With you I shall never fear.
God BLESS the ANGELS...

...my real name is Erica, and this Haiku or whatever it is is very cool.I like your web site.....God Bless You TOO."

Thank you, Willow! Welcome aboard!

Autumn's true colors
Falling leaves around my feet
Wind whispers your name

The poet comments, "This is fun!!!!"

I can see my breath
Frost sparkles on my lashes
A winter snow man

The poet comments, "As I'm writing Many other ways of expressing my feelings seem to jump from out of nowhere and wish I could write them down too, but I think this one is great."

Spring forward, my friend
The day is sweet as honey
Sing songs like a bird

The poet comments, "I have to go catch my bus.....see ya!!!"

Toast Point thinks that if the poet is new to haiku, she's picked it up very quickly. These are all quite fine!

TSataf writes 05/20/98

Sergei Braun writes 05/20/98

Carefree street lantern
presumes the world full of light.
Never sees the dark.

Early morning fog
drifts through the open window...
pop concert of dreams

Cassie McDaniel writes 05/20/98

Sky: A vast expanse
with nothing to paint its life
but birds and airplanes

Grass, growing up to
cut off your vital efforts
That's why I don't mow.

Nikki Boer writes 05/20/98

Donald D. writes 05/20/98

Arianne writes 05/19/98

Who's more stable, I
or Hitler? if he married
Someone will want me.

DeVar writes 05/19/98

Joe Gill writes 05/18/98

KOLOK writes 05/18/98

Penny Merryfield writes 05/18/98

J.A. Duval writes 05/18/98

Altair316 writes 05/18/98

Joe Gill writes 05/18/98

KOLOK writes 05/17/98

The poet comments, "Sentiments that touch us from "Hello Goodbye" and "Layla" with some Swahili to spice- up the soup."

why not let it rain
california like england
ready fireplace

blinking dusty eyes
weeping willow, wailing wind
bowing down enter

kicking around town
dive into a coffee house
gulping down hot joe

Douglas O. Penumbra writes 05/16/98

Indian Star writes 05/16/98

KOLOK writes 05/16/98

before you judge me
walk a mile with my haiku
bring paths together

Sumaq writes 05/16/98

Jasminka writes 05/15/98

I can hear some cats
and February being late
in my large back yard

apple tree is blooming
flying to, flying away
bees getting frenzy

Lepus Consort writes 05/15/98

DeVar writes 05/15/98

The poet comments, "In this part of Canada, Victoria Day is the traditional day when gardeners feel safe in finally putting outside their bedding out plants.Thus the memory of Queen Victoria is dear to the heart of the Western Canadian gardener."

KOLOK writes 05/15/98

The poet comments, "CAVAC KOLOK is really john of woodland a simple lad of middle age. not remarkable at all i hope to make some impression with my haiku. ell at least raise an eye, a smile, or a frown. all is fair in love and haikus, lets break out of the stolid mode and express the universe through our eyes. hi, nice to be here. jr "

half over is May
compliments a day half gone
count months on one hand

Amanda writes 05/14/98

KOLOK writes 05/14/98

taking a tight rurn
Freudian slip over tongue
back to beginning

back to the future
then where does it all begin
chicken or the egg

teen years, that first car
doing the back seat boogie
feeling so alive

The poet comments, "For Mick "Back Seat Boogie" Martin and "The Blues Rockers". Thanks for the blues you bring to us each Saturday on KXJX ! "

have the blues for Spring
cool winds bringing rainy skies
today seems winter

DeVar writes 05/14/98

Ben writes 05/14/98

The poet comments, "unconventional style"

ART PAUL SCHLOSSER writes 05/13/98

THE NEW FLOWERS SAY
WITH THE SMILE ON YOUR FACE
SPRING IS HERE TO STAY

Art, don't SCREAM at us!

DeVar writes 05/13/98

In straight garden rows
the carefully planted seeds...
thoughts of missing kids

Monique de Plume writes 05/13/98

The poet comments, "Sunshine maybe hard to take after record rains."

Merkio writes 05/13/98

The poet comments, "Well... what do you expect?"

KOLOK writes 05/13/98

Greg the Hourglass writes 05/12/98

The poet comments, "Greg, this is for you! Always "

Drummers turn me on
Their beats keep getting faster
What is approaching?

The poet comments, "Drummers rock! "

The night sky calls me
Under my covers, I wince
I don't want to go

The poet comments, "Don't the stars hold mystical powers for you? "

Everything I did
Biggest regrets of my life
Never forgiven

The poet comments, "I guess I'll have to move on and learn from it. "

When you hold me
I feel like you are my sun
Warming, teaching me

The poet comments, "Love "

Tell me anything
You put me in a trance
I will believe it

The poet comments, "Captivation "

Is what I do wrong?
Doing this behind your back
It feels so right, though

The poet comments, "I hope he never finds out "

Torn between two guys
How can they expect a choice
I'm only human

The poet comments, " this sucks."

Lyricess writes 05/12/98

Walter writes 05/12/98

KOLOK writes 05/11/98

J.A.Duval writes 05/11/98

The poet comments, "The early spring colors seem so like the fall foliage, in diminutive! "

violets adorn our shoes
baby's first fashion statement
little heads droop - she sleeps

The poet comments, "Hypermetric? It's worth it! "

Caitlin Hartnett writes 05/10/98

distant early fire
kindling crackles in pockets
fog lifts through the flames

did she watch us sleep
like she watched her own daughters?
us, white, sprawled, dream on

we lay in the light
my body trims your still shape
now, we come to rest

J.A. Duval writes 05/10/98

The poet comments, "Oh! The smiles and delight in the eyes of the children, are worth more than a King's ransom ! "

Guy R. Howe writes 05/09/98

Arkansaw pollen
It's really bad in the spring
Achoo, Gesundheit!

Umashankar writes 05/09/98

Christopher Wiley writes 05/09/98

The poet comments, "Is there a better way to awaken?"

Altair316 writes 05/09/98

circling overhead
red-tailed hawk turns my daydreams
to thoughts of dinner

spring woodland window
red yellow green gold florets
calico curtains

sunrise lights half moon
broken wafer held on high
one wren offers song

the storm is over
children frolic in the sand
waves turn somersaults

The Sage informs the poet that the "Comments" part of the form is for your comments about your work. The Sage rarely presumes to comment on a poet's technique or style, other than with the time-honored awarding of the gold star.

Silvanna writes 05/09/98

Merkio writes 05/08/98

The poet comments, "I did my first one when I was in the 9th grade.... got such a thrill from it"

Look for Toast Point in the NYC Pride March. He'll probably be wearing a sousaphone - so chic!

fleeting energy
an experience well met
love flows freely

The poet comments, "Responses Welcomed"

Stewart McCloskey writes 05/07/98

Merkio writes 05/07/98

The poet comments, "The astral experience"

earth its spicy party
spinning all humanity
into the future

elation joy happy
midst peers recognition
end of the contest

The poet comments, "Debate---9th place senior state level (novice year)"

relaxing peace
hot tea and good books reading
minds sanctuary

warm tea steaming
my window open wide this night
moon hanging over me

The poet comments, "Ahhhhhhh"

Monique de Plume writes 05/07/98

Ezra Casteel writes 05/06/98

white water vapor
climbing to the heavens
going out of sight

Sergei Braun writes 05/06/98

The poet comments, "In the country of hills and winding paths, the ancient road from the port of Askalon to Jerusalem has left the scar clearly discernible today."

Clouds of pollen swoosh,
burst with lust to impregnate.
Male omnipresence.

desert heat resounds
with cries of grief becoming
weaker and weaker

Hawk writes 05/06/98

Air writes 05/06/98

Bob Z writes 05/06/98

The poet comments, "What more needs to be said? "

Prakash.F.Madhwani writes 05/06/98

Dollar and Pound
Moved to Free Trade, My Rupee
Razed to Ground

Joan writes 05/06/98

digging the garden
invaded burial ground
scent of ruffled dog

Indian Star writes 05/06/98

The poet comments, "Reality looms, cultivating sore muscles and blooming blisters!"

DeVar writes 05/06/98

flapping from the sky
magpie spots the fresh roadkill
fortuitous meal

Bart Johnson writes 05/05/98

The poet comments,
"Breaking the silence,
Of an ancient pond,
Bud Wei Ser.

Gomen BashoSama... "

Neko deta ya
natsukusa wo kiku
tori no uta

The poet comments,
"The cat has gone out,
listen to the summer grass,
the singing of birds"

MW writes 05/05/98

Monique de Plume writes 05/05/98

The poet comments, "Tornado a few blocks away. This isn't supposed to happen here."

Maddog writes 05/05/98

the waves
the color of the moon
the sand is warm!

Lepus Consort writes 05/05/98

Joan Monahan writes 05/05/98

The poet comments, "Spring has finally bloomed and flowers remind me that life is to be celebrated. "

Joe Gill writes 05/05/98

Like a knife to skin
Words can wound effortlessly
If we let them in

Divine Wonder writes 05/04/98

The poet comments, "I hate it when that happens!BB!"

Merkio shares a classic 05/04/98

The poet comments, "I didn't write this one, and I don't know who did, but I feel that it is one of my favorites, and should be shared"

Mihajlo Mika Pavlovic writes 05/04/98

The last bees
just before rainstorm
looking for the bee-hive.

Vid Vukasovic writes 05/04/98

Vinnie the Face writes 05/04/98

Ohhhhhhhhhh, A-B-C-D
E-F-G-H-I-J-K
L-M-N-O-P

Q-R-S-T-U
V-W-X-Y-Z
Know your A-B-C's?

Damn my allergies
Fresh cut grass smells like summer
Lawnmower needs gas

Kent State remembered
Father is Kent alumnist
He still remembers

James Joseph Koller writes 05/03/98

For Jenny

Sae writes 05/02/98

The poet comments, "Can haikus have punctuation?"

Sure!

Joanna Pidlypchak writes 05/01/98

Adam

Rob Bergquist writes 05/01/98

The poet comments, "it was originally death is a red rose."

Joe Gill writes 05/01/98

The poet comments, "A nightmare I had. "

The wind twists through trees
Caressing beneath my skin
Oblivious eyes

Lepus Consort writes 05/01/98