fireflies dance
as the crickets sing
to the moon

summer haze

summer haze
everyone has gone away
open doorway

photo by lori bierly
words by mandy smith
© 2008

encouraged by the doorway prompt at One Single Impression

half the year gone

half the year gone
daisies and buttercups
soon to be mown

© 2008, gerald england

..

Baby birds leaving

Baby birds leaving
their nest today, hesitant.
What awaits us here?

* * *

Nyt lintulapset
lähtevät, epäröiden.
Mikä odottaa?

rabbit's
breakfast of daisies:
sunny-sides up

These strange woods
longing keeps us on the move.
Home. There yet?

* * *

Outoja metsiä
kaipaus pitää liikkeellä.
Koti. Perillä?

Milky Way -
a little stone in my left
rope-soled sandal

***

voie lactée -
un petit caillou
dans mon espadrille gauche

after the rain
red and white rose of sharon
drinks in the last drops

during the warm rain
seeing order emerging
from the chaos

a pine-kissed lily
under a veil of midgets;
on a pond’s mirror

summer reflection,
peeping between sun and cloud
--on a raindrop

listless -
watching grey clouds
do a jigsaw puzzle

SHOWER

In the flower pot
scattered petals of roses--
summer's first shower


--R.K.SINGH

LILAC

Awaits a rickshaw
under the gulmohar tree
a girl with lilac


--R.K.SINGH

COLOUR

Adds colour
to summer blossoms
the heat wave


--R.K.SINGH

morning surprise-
wild strawberries poking out
from new cut grass

PAIN

Left to right
the lump of pain in chest--
lightning


--R.K.SINGH

Remains of the Day

two hard days later
on the east side of the house
new raised garden bed

a lilly blooms
near a makeshift cross
war-ravaged field

Vic Gendrano


Thought I would announce here that I just uploaded to my blog site,
http://haikuharvest.blogspot.com/
my ten best haiku which were recently published in the May 2008 issue of World Haiku Review.

early commute-
coral coreopsis
dancing in the breeze

humid hot air
slowly swirls around me
in hazy moonlight-
pen stops when I hear
a far away riverboat

.

high humidity–
she's in another country
the woman I love

.

Midnight Breeze

summer heat binds soul
dreams float free on midnight breeze
soft moon tides lead home

Mighty summer rain
All these long years we
have grown, together

* * *

Väkevä sade
Nämä pitkät vuodet me
kasvoimme, kaksin

lazy afternoon-
moving the chair once in a while
to stay in the sun

(flickr/ atomicshark)

blue hydrangea —
its specific gravity
pulling me in

(Cross-posted at But Wait, There's More!)

in the scorching sun
the rose bush faints --in envy
of the geranium

the mountain pines
tumbled
into a spilled matchbox

high noon
at the mountain hut
and the day's first visitor

wild flower
hanging blue and yellow
...artist's dripping brush

Back From Vacation...

I just got home yesterday from my four-day trip to Northern Wisconsin, specifically the Ashland to Bayfield area around Lake Superior. (My copy of "dust of summers," the 2007 Red Moon Anthology, made a wonderful travel companion!)

ojibwa blade
obsidian whirls
in tyler forks

summer evening
the fourth bride
on three-bridge trail

thirty feet
above copper falls--
soft wood

bitter coffee
in morning lake-light
the ferry's hum

lake superior downpour
the heat of lantern flame
beneath my hand

crowded wayside
two-ply toliet paper
becomes one-ply

just home
making mac 'n cheese
without the milk

It is so light

It is so light -
I can write to you
all this summer night

* * *

On niin valoisaa -
näen kirjoittaa sinulle
koko pitkän yön


Here, close to the Arctic circle, we now have endless day. No stars, no moon, no lights needed - only sun.

.

canalside brunch–
our dog loses her stick in a pond
to another swimmer


Weblink: Parson Jack Russell
.

Heat wave

heat wave
tempers, temperature rise
global warming near?


lingering heat wave
all designer bras
suddenly on sale

Vic Gendrano

after dinner
we walk down the sidewalk,
looking through windows,
enjoying the warmth-
summer solstice

learning new songs
in the hazy night air-
mockingbird

warm day outside
longer time for garden chores
before work commute

summer solstice
fall clothing catalogues
in the mailbox

cool air on my neck
opening door
first blast of Hades

.

eighteen summers
the glue remains
of a paper heart



A slight update was needed for this haiku. I can just about see some glue left from a couple of paper hearts stuck onto lamp posts from someone who had actually posted over half a dozen hearts (and a few chalk messages on pavements) on my route from work to home. It was very romantic, and her ploy worked, as we went out for a few years. ;-)


The original version:

fourteen summers
the glue remains
of a paper heart

The Haiku Calendar 2004
Snapshots Press ISBN 1-903543-07-X

.

first squash ready to be picked
from this year's garden

Summer night

Thrush's song in summer
night - have you laid your head
on the pillow yet?

* * *

Rastaan kesäyö -
oletko jo painanut
pääsi tyynylle?

morning gardening
Yuki* rolls in the grass
while I deadhead plants


* the white cat

wrong trail turn
the scent and sight
of wildflowers


Tagalog version

maling daan
bango at tanawin
ligaw na mga bulaklak


Vic Gendrano

Wild Crops

abandoned garden
sprouts
colorful caladiums

freight train
rumbles past -
spores leave on the draught

today's garden work-
cleaning out front yard bed
and chatting with kids

Nightfall

In darkening dusk
Sun gives way to moon, hushed world
Surrenders to night

Sun patches on leaves;
Bright dark shadows on the barn;
Yellow dots in field.

Presesnt to self-

Lady In Red

For the Mobile Garden

stifling morning heat
the speeding cars overtake
slow verse in my mind

June rain -
a spider's web
in the watering can

***

pluie de juin -
une toile d'araignée
dans l'arrosoir

summer heat
pulled from the brick wall
after sunset,
surrounding my body,
taking your place

At the Euro 2008 Football Tournament

expensive lager
unsold in the fan zone -
as we drink-in the atmosphere!


This is a huge sporting event. In Vienna beer remains unsold.
The monopoly suppliers are charging €4.50 in the fan zone
in a town where beer normally costs €3.00. Soccer fans refuse
to be ripped-off and are boycotting the product*.

*Carlsberg

lovley surprise-
full grown plant came in the mail
joy and rapture

arriving home...

phone books found
behind the door
something cold & slimy on my thumb

Genteel Messages

friday the 13th
auspicious ?
just published my poetry book!


details including poem and photo of Genteel Messages by Gwilym Williams
at http://www.poetrymonthly.com

weekend plans-
helping friend landscape new house
after garden chores

Yeah Buddy

UPS package
live plants in cool packaging-
extra garden time

Hot Afternoon

hot afternoon
clover heads bending
beneath the bee's weight

Summer in North Carolina

Saturday morning sun, scrutinizing,

9:00 AM, no coffee please

Daddy?

It's too hot to go to the pool.

squabbling
herring gulls
far out on the high seas

steamy morning
moving slowly
while watering the plants

Wish

Baroque fountain
The hopeful child
Casts her copper wish

Wrong Notes

wrong notes
in the piano teacher's parlor
summer breeze

canary song
the piano teacher's dog barks
at my wrong notes


The Reluctant Pianist by William Arthur Breakspeare

Midnight sun

Light, colourful summer night
glancing out of the window
funfair lorries driving past

red flags
big surf
no jellyfishes

the sun
on the beach
cooking the jellyfishes

The moor

the moor
white with cotton-grass
no sign of Keith

© 2008 gerald england

graduation day

100 degrees-
doing the happy dance
when nephew's name is called

running from the sun
shade
from building's shadow

Heat

Lately
I have been dreaming
repeatedly
of gentle rain
touching my body
still I wake up
to another blue sky, heavy sun
and dry mouth

distant rumble -
a moth between
shutter and pane

***

grondement lointain -
un papillon de nuit
entre vitre et volet

Birthday Weekend

my birthday weekend...
a tornado siren
through the sound of the rain

in my in-box, birthday greetings
and news of his death

~

R.I.P. Jim - June 6, 2008

I wrote the haiku/first link around 8:00 this morning, close to the time he passed away. The news reached me in an e-mail about three hours later. Jim was a very active member in my family's parish, and he will be missed dearly.

~

The first week or so of June is full of birthdays for my family. My birthday falls on the 8th, when we will also be celebrating my grandmother's--she turns 99 on the 10th.

grandma and I
on the nursing home porch
never so similar
as when my mother sits
between us

after ninety nine years
what more can we give her?
an afternoon walk
where she calls the apple blossoms
snow

.

recovery week–
I let the summer breeze
out into my hair

.

after the rain
dormant hibiscus leafs up
baby's breath growth spurt

Black Clouds

black clouds
my pages turn
two at a time

gratitude - blowing wind
even though
breeze is hot

Witness

Bearing witness
Willow weeps over
A new grave

summer rain

summer rain storm-
leaves clinging to branches
floating down the street

A spiked dandelion
Stands tall after a long rain.
It's a bad fluff day.

This Year In Paris

in my dreams at night
Paris cafes oft delight
my soul walks there free

Hibernation

reading about
Moscow '41 invasion
with AC on

evening to do-
ordering the garden plants
not found locally

firetruck sirens-
losing my thoughts of her
temporarily

Sherbet sunset

The sherbet sun melts
Orange on the horizon
Like my dripping cone

A far away wind
Echoes like a memory
And then dies away.

Vacation Plans

vacation plans--
on the brochure cover
a garden like mine

after the rain
apple bloosom roses
finally open

swans preening -
loops
of a lovers' knot

Early Morning

early morning
the heat of potting soil
straight through my gloves

A hole in the clouds
Allows the blue sky to shine through;
Then, dark portends rain.

When we first met

When we first met
you looked at me like
apple blossoms

I fix again the net
on strawberry plants -
blackbirds' whistles

***

le filet refixé
sur les fraisiers -
un merle siffle

sunlight

drills into my eyes

as I walk

down the dusty road-

spring fades away