World Haiku Review

Haiku 3 - Vanguard

March 2013 World Haiku Review    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 truce Máire Morrissey-Cummins       Zatsuei (Haiku of Merit , in the alphabetical order of authors’ surname) sunbeams 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   remembering 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 playing horseshoes  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 kjmunro geisha 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 Clones Catch a mockingbird, cage the song, repeat the notes; freedom withering. Gary James Sycalik Thought-forms 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