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Haiku Selection, August 2010



The quality of haiku submissions for this issue was mixed. My advice to you is to try to feel relaxed, free, natural and spontaneous when you write haiku. I have been suffering from my neck pain, which I have managed to ease with the help of exercises instructed by my physiotherapist, self-massage, ibuprofen, heat and above all RELAXATION. This last item seems to have eased my tension (a significant cause of neck pain, and of all pains!) so much that I am now feeling nice and free around my neck, without the tensed muscles or oppressed joints. There were quite a few haiku poems submitted which seemed to suffer from “haiku neck pain”. The six haiku poems winning the first, second and third places under Neo-Classic and Shintai for example are all free from haiku neck pain and we all want to emulate them!

 

Neo-Classic Haiku

 

First Place & also Editor’s Choice

 

        crescent moon        

        the turning point
        of my mind

Barbara A Taylor, Australia




Second Place



        autumn mist

        one day we too

        will disappear

 

André Surridge, New Zealand 

 

Third Place

 

        early dusk

        fireflies

        light the silence

 

Anne LB Davidson

 

 


 

Seven Honourable Mentions 

(in no particular order)

 

 

        life

        renews itself...

        yellow crocus


 Anne LB Davidson

 


        idle swing set
        on the winter beach—
        thirty-third birthday


Ignatius Fay

 


        morning frost

        the street performer

        juggles his breath

 André Surridge, New Zealand 


        a friend's death...

        the maple leaves are falling
        too early this year

Naomi Beth Wakan

 


        through half-open

        blinds—slices

        of the full wolf moon

 

Cathy Drinkwater Better

 


        solder’s new bride

        a brisk wind blasts open

        her empty mailbox

 

Victor P. Gendrano, USA



weathered old man

        gnarled as his walking stick—

        handful of daisies


Ignatius Fay

 


Haiku of Merit

 

        autumn glory

        in my hand

        one small red leaf


Anne LB Davidson


        weathered old man

        gnarled as his walking stick—

        handful of daisies


Ignatius Fay


        spring day

        the vacant house

        fills with sunshine


Lynette Arden


 

        I pause in wrapping

        the Christmas gifts—

        sun on snow


Cathy Drinkwater Better


 

        tulip poplar blossoms

        butter-yellow in the grass

        last night’s storm


 

Cathy Drinkwater Better



(Afrikaans)

        die streepkoppie

        wip net om die bossie

        en is skoonveld


        the striped bunting

        just hops around the shrub

        and is clean gone


  Izak Bouwer


 

        songbird hatchling

        dead on the sidewalk

        but Spring does not pause


Sue Burke


 

        west side of the shed—

        tiger lilies bow

        to the south wind


Ignatius Fay


 

        freak May blizzard

        garden resets to zero

        except the weeds


Ignatius Fay


 

        stone bench -

        the snail gives up for me

        the other half


Damien Gabriels, France


 

        spring cleanup

        my sister’s last letter

        before her death


Victor P. Gendrano, USA


 


        mild April day

        barefoot along the frilled edge

        of the ocean


Peggy Heinrich


 


        telephone call

        she needs more surgery

        September chill


Peggy Heinrich


 

        summer morning

        my 84 year old aunt and I

        sing duets on the phone


Howard Lee Kilby, USA




        first snow

        a westie’s eyes deeper

        in her shaggy hair


 

Anthony Anatoly Kudryavitsky, Ireland




        a spider and I

        come out from under the weight

        of the paperwork


Priscilla Lignori, USA


 

        stuck inside itself 

        until it’s cut open -

        the watermelon 

 

Priscilla Lignori, USA


 

        whispering softly 

        as if a child is sleeping -

        autumn wind at night 


Priscilla Lignori, USA


 

        young grasses in

        velvet breeze ~  a little girl

        dances in light 


Narayanan Raghunathan, India


 

        a cool breeze  ~

        coconut leaves sway

        against fluffy clouds


Narayanan Raghunathan, India


 

        River bath

        chilled evening breeze

        chattering teeth



Karthik Rajamani


 

        lone autumn leaf

        awaits

        to descend


Geethanjali Rajan


 

        mountain lake

        each splash from the oar

        shakes the moon


Geethanjali Rajan


 

        remote railroad tracks

        snow-dusted on a line

        homeless laundry


Bruce Ross, USA 



        Spring morning

        through the open door

        a sea of scents


Riitta Rossilahti


 

        In autumn sunshine

        blue patches of sky framed

        by golden birch leaves


Riitta Rossilahti


 

        interrupting

        the autumn mist

        grackles


Ann K. Schwader,  U.S.A.


        hunger moon --

        the echoes between

        my dreams


Ann K. Schwader,  U.S.A.


        sky deeper

        than yesterday

        crabapple blooms


Ann K. Schwader,  U.S.A.


        deep autumn

        my view through the trees

        returns


Ann K. Schwader,  U.S.A.


        summer retreat -

        each crocus returns

        to its corm  


Nancy Stewart Smith, USA


 

        first cold night -

        a glimpse of the world

        without me       


Nancy Stewart Smith, USA



        morning fog

        yet the goldfinch flock still

        darts in trees


Sherry Weaver Smith, USA



        birdsong

        then my ear returns

        to bee hum


 André Surridge, New Zealand 


 

        new coolness               

        the drapes are drawn

        by sunset


Barbara A Taylor, Australia


 

        rippling skyscrapers                         

        between the moon

        and the fountain


Barbara A Taylor, Australia


 

        Bulgarian village

        the church cross becomes

        a part of a stork's nest


Zinovy Vayman, Russia


 

        the sheen

        of a reservoir, dulled

        by thick pollen    


Zinovy Vayman, Russia


 

         I linger transfixed

        by a blue jay wobbling

        on the sunflower


Naomi Beth Wakan



        breakfast dishes

        we pick hibiscus blooms

        for the tortoise


Carmel Lively Westerman, USA

       
Shintai Haiku

 First Place

caught by the sunlight 
an invisible juggler
juggling tiny gnats

Priscilla Lignori, USA

 

 Second Place


autumn sunset ~
curling into their own shadows
ocean waves

 
André Surridge, New Zealand

 
Third Place
 
beach umbrella
tying down
the wind

Lynette Arden




 Seven Honourable Mentions 
(in no particular order)


under the bed
his shoelaces
tangling with mine

Lynette Arden


antiques shop
an old couple check furniture
for wear

Lynette Arden


tornado warning---
we learn
what really matters

Anne LB Davidson

 
so much to be said
too much left unsaid—
shared bran muffin

Ignatius Fay

watching wildflowers
my wayward daughter
and her capricious mother

Victor P. Gendrano, USA


a lazy button
pops off my shorts
and runs away

William Hart


restless as the wind 
the shirt hanging on the line
by a mere clothespin

Priscilla Lignori, USA

 

 
Haiku of Merit


commuter bus
the guide dog’s eyes catch
early morning light

Lynette Arden

 
glass tower
each pane holds
a different piece of sky

Lynette Arden


through earthquake cracks
incense rises to heaven
in this old cathedral

Sue Burke


idling tour bus
the driver alone with
stock market quotes

Ignatius Fay

 
sea spray -
a taste of salt
on her lips

Damien Gabriels, France 


unhurried walk
the smell of clean earth
after the rain

Victor P. Gendrano, USA

 
somewhere in the rain
somebody's pounding
on something

William Hart

 
Census worker
retreats from a house
man with a gun

Howard Lee Kilby, USA


To the Neanderthals
I feel an apology
is in order

Howard Lee Kilby, USA


divorce papers
rain washing the desolate
hotel terrace

Anthony Anatoly Kudryavitsky 


black-necked crane
stands on one leg; does it know
endangered?

Aju Mukhopadhyay, India

 
elderflowers
blossom in the moonlight
this whiteness

Andy Pomphrey, UK

 
beneath the cliffs
silent seas rise and fall
echo of gulls

Andy Pomphrey, UK


her soft hair
he runs his fingers through
the scent of spring

Andy Pomphrey, UK


Shadow of my pen
follows my words–
candle flickers on a rainy night.

Karthik Rajamani


spring in her step -
she skips
to the next sunspot

Geethanjali Rajan

 
I wipe my tears
as her tiny fingers unclasp
- first separation.

Geethanjali Rajan


Jack Kerouac Alley
someone had slept near
his poem to stars

Bruce Ross, USA


Willow in the wind
Can't find words
of farewell.

Igor Shugan, Taiwan

 
Clings to the body
her wet red sari--
waving wrinkles

R.K.Singh, India

 
Her gaze
stirs the soul--
clay in void

R.K.Singh, India


gadabout parent
their child's first sentence is
bye bye love you

Nancy Stewart Smith, USA


forest path
a song
I have heard before

Sherry Weaver Smith, USA


after the stroke
learning to cast a fly
with his good arm

André Surridge, New Zealand


divorce settlement
the winner
gets their friends.

Carmel Lively Westerman, USA

 

 


 Vanguard Haiku
 

First Place


[There are no haiku deserving this place]

 

Second Place

 
[There are no haiku deserving this place]



Third Place

 

[There are no haiku deserving this place]


 

Seven Honourable Mentions 
(in no particular order)

 

[There are no haiku deserving this place]

 

Haiku of Merit

 

[There are no haiku deserving this place]

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