петак, 19. април 2013.

World Haiku Review

Haiku 3 - Vanguard
March 2013

   Haiku page 3 - Vanguard

First Place

        In every flower
        the hidden I Am
        looks at me

Riitta Rossilahti 

 Second Place

how things don't matter
when I sit down to explain
how things don't matter

Martin Esposito
Third Place

fogged mirror
learning to smile
at myself

Cathy Drinkwater Better

Seven Honourable Mentions
(in no particular order)

            doctor’s office
            staring at the book
            I still plan to read

Cathy Drinkwater Better

picture postcard
ghosts from this city
the sea took back

Rebecca Drouilhet

shaving off my beard;
the scar from the war 
appears in the mirror

Ty Hadman

Coffin flowers

Once in full colour
Last blooms adorn
A willow box.

Michael Baron

first light
the crushing weight
of sleepless hours

Cathy Drinkwater Better

Gulls compete
for the winter sky
so what has the crow
to shout about.

Colin Stewart Jones

hot chocolate
his warm hand on mine

Máire Morrissey-Cummins

(Haiku of Merit , in the alphabetical order of authors’ surname)

when her bud bursts,
my flower child

S.M. Abeles

departing . . .
the heaviness of
mother’s hug
 Ramesh Anand  

Bones of contention
Beneath Leicestershire car park
From Ambion Hill

Martin A. Chambers

Grave situation
Bring home our last Son of York
With us for ever

Martin A. Chambers

pond hockey
searching for the puck
in a thicket of reeds

Bill Cooper

the winds of time
corrode the flesh in
the desert spirit

Tatjana Debeljački  

all the things I promised her
ghost moon

Robert Michael Drouilhet

each moment
is what
we have

Marje A. Dyck

knotted like a rune
she rests no less beautiful
giving dreams a home

Martin Esposito

I’ve just found the bulbs
those you promised to plant
You sod in the ground

Helen Frost
Gun violence, a haiku sequence

seeming epidemic
random deadly shootings
in the land of the free

color them red
innocent victims
of gun violence

staring puzzled
at a deep black abyss
kins of murder victims

gun control debate
who's to blame: the gun
or the trigger man
Victor P. Gendrano 

seated on the saddle
of the sorrel gelding 
a golden gadfly

Ty Hadman

your shapely legs
 Brendan Hewitt

in the tornado’s wake
the azure sky
in a shard of mirror

Elizabeth Howard

rumors of war
I scatter cracked corn
for a stray white dove

Elizabeth Howard

she held me closely
for no reason at all ---
my defenses falter

Howard Lee Kilby

as we sit for the vows
a thread from my skirt snags
your plastic chair


solemn white face
hides erotic thoughts

Marilyn Linn

chrysalis opens
as snug as a bug
in the rug

Andy Pomphrey

dawn light
between them
just a smile

Andy Pomphrey
Self barriers

Resentment and guilt,
heads and tails of life’s coinage; 
all love excluded.

Gary James Sycalik

Catch a mockingbird,
cage the song, repeat the notes;
freedom withering.

Gary James Sycalik


Out of mist and fog,
dancing forms move in rhythms;
thoughts dancing the mind.

Gary James Sycalik
Who is

Faint sounds of laughter,
peals from time-distant mind-shores;
but, who is laughing?

Gary James Sycalik 

Dolce risveglio
il sogno è l’infinita
ombra del Vero

Sweet awakening
the dreams are the infinite
shades of Truth

Felice Vinci

a new date
she buys new make up
she does not need

Athena Zaknic