World Haiku Review, Volume 7, Issue 1, March 2009

Haiku March 2009, Page 3

Neo Classical Haiku
Other Haiku of Merit

 wide open                                                                                                         lover's gone ...
 my baby-girl's eyes                                                                                    cherry flowers are wrapped
 gather the sky                                                                                                in moonlight

 Origa, USA

  lingering mist                                                                                               into shadow…
  the rasping call                                                                                            the sound of sunlight
  of a scrub jay                                                                                                 on snow   

Linda Pilarski, Canada

  Red autumn leaf,                                                                                        Hello, snowflake!
  do you get dizzy                                                                                           You've come from such a height
  when swirling down?                                                                              to rest on my sleeve.

Zhanna P. Rader, USA

  spring wind                                                                                                    October wake –      
  a joy fills my being                                                                                    acorns line
  on the mountaintop                                                                                         his grave

                       _kala, India                                                                       Kristin Reynolds, USA

  winter sunlight . . .                                                                                    the last snow    
  its high trill on and on                                                                           with its head still bent
  white-winged crossbill                                                                          each sunflower

Bruce Ross, USA

  old hotel                                                                                                            Fingering  
  the elevator's stops and starts                                                           my rosary - in a birch grove
  enter my dream                                                                                           a lark sings it out

                       Bruce Ross, USA                                                                                 Riitta Rossilahti

  this moonlight!                                                                                          You harvest Moon    
  each leaf is                                                                                                      If I fall into the pond
  its mirror.                                                                                                       will you catch me?   

Djurdja Vukelic Rozic, Croatia

  late afternoon–                                                                                           late autumn–         
  a breeze pushes the heat                                                                      the sound of the brook
  from here to there                                                                                    is cold

  lightning flashes–                                                                                    sultry afternoon–   
  on the way home we speak                                                                a street magician
  of relativity                                                                                                   ignored

  jumping contest–  
  a grasshopper lands
  on my shoulder

Adelaide B. Shaw, USA

  hot night                                                                                                         yesterday
  moth shadows                                                                                            a golden ginko--today
  cross the fan                                                                                                 a blanket of gold

                             Ann K. Schwader, USA                                                                       Marie Shimane, Japan   

  unbearable silence                                                                                    spring shower –
  of a winter morn. . . crashed –                                                           lingering smile of a man
  a sparrow at my window                                                                       sheltered by my umbrella

Saša Va ic', Serbia

  this winter fog...                                                                                            under leaden clouds
  I cannot even find                                                                                       so green
  yesterday's trees!                                                                                         the winter wheat field

  faint summer breeze                                                                                 the winter wind
  soft on my chest                                                                                           brings
  as the dove's call                                                                                           kindling to my door

Anita Virgil, USA

  Christmas Eve -                                                                                             drought relief
  the hushed house                                                                                        we place water buckets  
  full of secrets                                                                                                   under the eaves

                André Surridge, New Zealand                                                        Carmel Lively Westerman