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Vanguard Haiku

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Haiku page 3

Vanguard Haiku

 



First Place 


            no place to go
            the urban dreams
            of banyan roots


Brijesh Raj

 



Second Place 


mountain trail
a rope bridge across
my fear


Polona Oblak

 



Third Place 


icy flowers on window
table sour wine
time for a new man


Lydia Lecheva



 




Seven Honourable Mention 
(In no particular order)

 


        like you 
        the poems you left 
        will not stop talking 

Tyson West

 



Gone in a week's time;
the impression of her scent
on my pillowcase.


Andrew Dion

 



nightshift
nothing but moonlight
on your pillow


Simon Hanson

 



autumn of life -
I still hope to be forgotten
in a cake shop


Dan Iulian



the odds
of his dying before me...
snow mixes with rain


Polona Oblak

 



pedant neighbor
the missing stepping stone
in his pond garden


Aparna Pathak



Restless paths
on each side the footsteps
of your silence


Luisa Santoro

 

 

 



Zatsuei 
(Haiku of Merit)

 



lost in the graveyard
gray ghosts greet me drearily
I died yesterday


Niloufar Behrooz

 

 

 




Sobriety is
like avoiding a hitman
fifteen feet away


Andrew Dion

 


reminiscing on old love… 
the fireplace embers 
turn to ash 

Jay Friedenberg 

 


buddha by the roadside 
my less certain self 
stops to pray 

Jay Friedenberg

 



winter oak
my mind also
stripped bare


Ben Moeller-Gaa

 

 




caress her cheek
blue eyes close, and mine
in our dark, perfume


Jim Grotkowski

 



shooting star
she makes a wish
not for sharing


John Hawkhead

 

 



His proposal
my consent
our spring


Aziza Hena

 






in lotus it is
easier to focus on
the legs than the mind


Marcy Rae Henry

 



triptych (buenos aires):


where did you come from
to be here now? we will sleep
with bodies touching


II 

in these next moments
i will see you and you will
be closer than now


III 

when the last leaf falls
you will be so far away
for you it will be summer


Marcy Rae Henry



years later
the sadness in your passing...
mackerel sky



Michael Henry

 



a holy cross
then left of the church spire
a mobile tower



Richard Kay

 



dying embers …
a cool silence
between us


David J Kelly

 



thanksgiving dinner
between mouthfuls
pin-drop silence


Chen-ou Liu

 



I still look at them
all the beautiful women
but they don’t look back


James McEnteer



the sopranos start
the tenors join them
at last, the organ wakes up


Kent Neal

 




moon walk
he abandoned his home
never to return
  

Akor Emmanuel Oche

 




dried rose -
bouncy days
of my diary


Aparna Pathak

 

 



train's window —
she smiles
at my reflection


Minh-Triêt Pham

 



real estate agency —
in the showcase the reflection
of a homeless man


Minh-Triêt Pham

 

 



day of the Baptism —
on the brand new tablecloth
a drop of red wine


Minh-Triêt Pham

 



confrontation
evening light fills
my empty cup


Dottie Piet

 



mound of rubble
in the crook of the arm
her dead baby


Madhuri Pillai

 



funeral service
under the pew
a trodden flower


Madhuri Pillai

 



hugging
my pillows
twin bed


Anthony Q. Rabang


he bends
tying nuptial knot
good start


Srinivasa Rao Sambangi




the tree of life
the stage is ready
for a new play


Vessislava Savova

 



knotted branches
my mixed feelings
about you


Christina Sng

 



echolocation . . .
the loves we have lost
and found


Debbie Strange

 



the winter roses
from your garden
funeral wreath


Rachel Sutcliffe

 



belated tango –
can I still
love you


Diana Teneva

 



Blow out the candles
before curiosity
ignites nosey cat.


Giles L. Turnbull

 



A pink child sledging
giggles past shining saucers
and wild soaked cardboard


Michele Waering

 

 

 

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