flown.

feathers in other places

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the Living Haiku Anthology

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he thinks again of turning leaves her hands

under the basho

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polar vortex
I forget that I forgot to
rake the leaves

the falling fence (polar vortex) frozen falling down

polar vortex pov

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there is nothing to do but keep still howling wind

tinywords 13.3

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new year’s day –
I let the tea steep
a little longer

issa’s untidy hut — new year’s haiku challenge 2014

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hay cutting moon
the scarecrow waves
to no one

september 2013 dottie dot award
9/13 moon viewing party

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step out of the wind yellow flower moon

8/13 moon viewing party

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the moon still rises
where that tree used to be –
old habits die hard

7/13 moon viewing party

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a soft sound
in this quiet space
watermelon moon

6/13 moon viewing party

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growing moon children howl like children

4/13 moon viewing party

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crow moon the rattle of dishes

little spring moon —
I remember this field
full of wildflowers

march 2013 dottie dot award
3/13 moon viewing party

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ants
in spilled milk
long dry moon

february 2013 dottie dot award

snow moon another blanket on the bed

2/13 moon viewing party

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ice crystals
on the morning news
little winter moon

1/13 moon viewing party

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winterlong
poor wayfaring stranger
this is the picture

if no one ever
marries me—
constellations

time
of inconvenience
autumn leaves

the horses
walking & falling—
here comes the flood

only
the man in the wilderness
blue bayou

(found song titles) yaywords! — fool’s paradise

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too beautiful (these dreams of bird-filled fruit) to carry water

black butterfly moon
in all the rooms of my house
her furniture

red leaves –
the girl in the crosswalk
touches her face

winter 2013 showcase — the zen space

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new moon
I still don’t know
which way to go

haiku news — vol 2 no 1

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a hawk screams sediment in my tea

haiku news — vol 1 no 50

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new frost moon —
the echo of footsteps
behind me

haiku share — evening solitude

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cassiopeia –
is the red moon still beautiful
upside-down?

apples drop
on the other side of the fence
new fall moon

‘with cherries on top’

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news of your death
when I open my eyes
green leaves

tinywords — issue 12.1
haiku share — starting over
butterfly dream (death news) — neverending story

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everyone waits
for the light to change–
little chestnut moon

across the haikuverse — #30

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all these words still the same moon

9/12 moon viewing party

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singing moon—
the sea folds itself
into stars

yay words! — sea bandits
haiku share — blue eucalyptus
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joyful moon –
I sing with the voice
of a crow

I imagine the birth
of my daughters’ daughters
this women’s moon

heavy heads
of white hydrangea
I remember her hands

wheat cut moon
I imagine writing your name
in the sand

autumn 2012 showcase — the zen space
haiku share — lingering awhile

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end of summer moon
everywhere I’ve ever been
a souvenir

8/12 ii moon viewing party

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abandoned lot
somewhere there are birds
like these

haiku news — vol 1 no 33
haiku share — first light

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wild iris
I remember her manicured
hands

SHH 3 contest — 2nd place

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joyful moon
I follow frog song
into a cool blue night

last fruit moon
the mousetrap lands
upside down

august 2012 dottie dot award
8/12 moon viewing party

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price check
my crow’s feet
deepen

haiku news — vol 1 no 27

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fish bowl—
all the things
we don’t see

haiku news — vol 1 no 25
haiku share — ocean

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smallest moon
would you, if I draw
the way down?

full thunder moon
the old man rattles my window
again

7/12 moon viewing party

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end of summer
these cherries smell
of snow
suddenly I realize
we have the same skin

SILOH tanka contest

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lovesmelovesmenot this memory of green beans*

haiku share — barefoot summer

in this dream—
I write your name
one thousand times

cold spring rain—
I open that door
one thousand times

will robins on this (danger) day of spring (danger) portend?

another dream these spider woven strands on my fingers

haiku share — sultry afternoon

open window—
all the sounds that never left
return

radiant in her pocket one thousand years of debris*

outside your door—
peter paul and mary
on the radio*

Things with Wings & Other Poems

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june bride
this bright room at the top
of the stairs

summer wedding
men in straw fedoras gossip
under the trees

‘two are better than one’ choice haiku — john daleiden

summer meadow
all her bridesmaids
in mango-colored gowns

wedding/ bride haiku thread

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traffic jam
the sound of no
frog jumping

morning fog
I’m startled by the splash
of frogs

summer 2012 showcase — the zen space
haiku share — fine mist

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rose
this old-fashioned
moon

a bowl of cream this ripe strawberry moon

6/12 moon viewing party

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milk moon
my bare feet on this
wood floor

may 2012 dottie dot award
haiku share — longest night

corn planting moon
a whisper of grandmother’s
voice

another divided root-ball almost flower moon

5/12 moon viewing party

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winter rain
in my dream, the boat
never arrives

fox dreams
haiku share — dandelion dreams

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this path
somewhere the sound
of water

‘pond life’ choice haiku — john daleiden
summer 2012 showcase — the zen space
haiku share — morning meditation

daylilies—
she cleans her hands
among the fish

‘pond life’ choice haiku — john daleiden

all these tadpoles
in the pond—
stray cat

‘pond life’ haiku thread

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almost egg moon
something runs
across the road

april 2012 dottie dot award
4/12 moon viewing party

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waters of spring
everywhere the smell of mud
and worms

national haiku poetry day

.

before the rain
she leaves without walking
the dog

cold wind
the front and back
of my hand

spring 2012 showcase
haiku share — streetlights reflected

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new morning –
I wake to the same
old moon

3/12 moon viewing party

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crow watching –
the unseen tree branch suddenly
seen

across the haikuverse — no. 28

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lights
in every window
a promise

‘candle in the wind’ choice haiku — john daleiden

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morning cold
on the churchyard fence
three starlings

‘momento mori’ choice haiku — john daleiden

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he thinks again of turning leaves her hands

issue 11.3 — 11/17/11
across the haikuverse — no. 26
issa’a untidy hut — buddha of suburbia: issa’s sunday service #127

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october rain
the princess invites her troll dolls
to tea

tea with trolls
blogging along tobacco road — tea with trolls pdf

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last quarter moon
gazing along the path
of earth’s orbit

last quarter moon–word pond

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this last summer day
I sharpen
a box of new pencils

spring 2012 showcase
standard–word pond

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this pumpkin
as full as that, harvest
moon

9/11 moon viewing party

across the haikuverse #24

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circles in the water
she enters this room
unnoticed

summer pond
her body slipping
through the fog
I bookmark pages
with birthday photos

before sun appears
a soft call
the whistle of wing
water boils
I make tea

summer morning
there are two doors
one is open

mourning doves
this soft rain follows
the same path

autumn 2011 showcase

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where do I write?

angie werren and her writing space

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eastern daylight time
she leaves
another voicemail

across the haikuverse no. 23

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She dances down the aisle to a song I loved when she was a child. I’m irritated. I want her to stop. I tell her that she’s not the only person in the garden department. She takes the bright yellow flowers out of my hands and laughs. “No,” she says, “but I am the only one dancing.”

8/20/11

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this brief life a dragonfly

dragonfly dreams

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dragonfly
where there is water
a path

dragonfly dreams

.

the dog groans
dream-woods dirt on her feet

this milk moon

8/4/11

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a tree falls
only the wood ear
listens

FungiFama — Southern Vancouver Mycological Society — Volume 15 Issue 1
mushroom harvest
haiku share — secrets

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summer pond
her body slipping
through the fog
I bookmark pages
with birthday photos

across the haikuverse — no. 21

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honking geese
the old woman questions her dog

7/12/11
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today slips
into the room hungry
on tiny paws

issue 11.2 — 10/19/11

modern haiga — short. lyrical. sometimes funny. 10/19/11
tinywords — word pond
poems to remember — wild berries — 12/29/11

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cicada song
the cat stalks
fat robins

across the haikuverse — 20

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I open the door to a yardful of starlings
and one crow on the roof

pay attention…

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falling snow
and suddenly we stop
for deer

pay attention…
haiku share — the waiter asks

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empty nest
still
the bird sings

issue 11.1 — 2/11/11
haiku share — college brochures
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this day
is an icicle
dangerously long
boldly challenging
the sun

1/16/11

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whale

I didn’t understand enormity until
I landed on the splintering boat
its humans flipping through air
like krill

september 2010

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a solitary bird calls to the space between lightning and thunder
per diem: daily haiku — the haiku foundation 3/3/12
issue 10.2 — 8/11/10

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today’s mown grass is a velvet throne :: sunlight in trees a chandelier

6/27/10

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she fell
the cadence of her life / interrupted
by a soft-sliding

5/12/10

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husband-silent house
mousetrap snaps in the empty
it lands upside-down

4/9/10

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her shaking fingers grasped his hand
she smelled of lace collars and cameo brooches

3/10/10

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march

stands like zeus at the edge of spring
throwing thunderbolts
the daffodils are bewildered
birds whisper about southern states

march 2010

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startled awake by snowplow scrape
she drifts back
dreaming of strange round men

2/26/10

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he sat alone
unwrapped flowers in his hand
starved petals browning

2/14/10

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sycamore stands nude
raising clavicles spreading phalanges
grasping for cloud cover

2/13/10

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five degrees of frost
translucence anoints high wires
sways on evergreens

2/5/10

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rain streams in muddy sidewalk rivers
she says everything smells like worms

2/2/10

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image in the trees
sudden burst of chatter
red flies into blue

1/8/10

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far-flying birds are strings and rosined bows
the wind a crying cello

1/9/10

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crow taunts me from the light pole
do I look like Poe in the pouring rain?

1/4/10

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fresh-baked gingerbread
for the savor it imparts
a child with wide eyes

12/22/09

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snowflakes on the ground
great-grandma’s christmas cookies
sift flour and sugar

12/22/09

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he fidgets in his ill-fitted suit
thrust in the midst of
bereavement

he hopes no one notices his shoes

12/4/09

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the groundhog hopes the compost pile remains uncovered
he likes mangoes

11/24/09

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Once upon a time, she stood by the rocks
waiting for ships full of Puritans.
Today, she decided to let maize just be maize.

11/26/09

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in the right light it looked like turkey.
after a few shots of tequila,
they wouldn’t notice the strange taste.
hopefully.

11/26/09

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It’s not everyday that every day seems as if
it is just a piece of toast she ate the day before,
but it seems that way today.

11/28/09

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she wonders out loud
(landing as she did in the
bread of it all) does the
buttered side end up right-
side down in wonderland?

11/29/09

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flash flood

rain has confused the creek
it think it’s an ocean;
even blue jays shriek like gulls

11/03/09

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The head sat there, wrapped in plastic.
She didn’t think she could cut it:
there was no bacon and just LT wouldn’t do.

10/30/09

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the boxes collapsed
spilling feathers all over the highway
each car that drove by stirred up

ocean waves of down.

9/30/09

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“I bought it at a garage sale and wondered
if it was worth anything,” she said
as she strummed the harp’s missing strings.

10/07/09

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it’s cold this morning
my sweaters are folded in cedar-chipped boxes

10/20/09

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it looks like a wedding invitation

he won’t open it;
his shoes are all wrong and
he doesn’t have pants

october 2009

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I saw an old man

doing figure-eights in his driveway
sun flickers on dusty chrome
and red enamel

october 2009

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summer rain

hypnotic drips sizzle
on a backyard grill;
squawking grackles
sulk through wet grass

8/25/09

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She knew.
If she answered that call, he would know
that she knew he was in Cleveland.

And she knew he’d want the money.
8/24/09

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I picked up the wrong basket
accidentally;
we both have plum tomatoes.
6/26/09

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lanky dogwoods dig their root-paws
into fresh dirt panting leaves lap up the rain
7/30/09

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gray rushes in ready to rumble
pushing open sky into a corner…

this rain is big and loud

7/15/09

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he slithers his bicycle-tire body so fast
daylilies shake like a storm is coming

(for mice hiding under floorboards there is)

6/21/09

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sun-drunk yellowjackets tease
tag-you’re-it boys

5/31/09

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poeet — #haiku by therer2doors

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