The Haiku Lounge discussion

These are beautiful, Martin! Thanks for sharing them.

Shutters flung ajar;
the morning iris unfurls through
eyes of no return.

Two white rabbits hop
along the path in the dark -
Nikes in the night.

My daughter stitches -
I see in her moving hands,
her mother - exact.

Carefully balanced,
as fish swim in a brimful bowl,
... blink ... the tears spill out.

The pins shower down
like raindrops on a tin roof,
around my bare feet.

Sliknl wrote: "Carefully balanced,
as fish swim in a brimful bowl,
... blink ... the tears spill out."

I was just at the memorial service for a very dear man today, so I especially appreciate the beauty of this one

Sliknl wrote: "The pins shower down
like raindrops on a tin roof,
around my bare feet."

Robbie wrote: "Sliknl wrote: "Carefully balanced,
as fish swim in a brimful bowl,
... blink ... the tears spill out."

I was just at the memorial service for a very dear man today, so I especially appreciate ..."

It is moments like these which touch us, I think. I remember one haiku (by Buson) which had that impact on me It went like this:
This piercing cold I feel
my dead wife's comb, in our bedroom
under my heel . . .

Summer has ended
But sunlight bathes my garden
My beatiful gold.

Open fire roaring
Classical music playing softly
Winter afternoon

Wintermorning in the park
the dog smells the icy grass
before disappearing

Hooray! New poets. Beautiful!

Chilling my thin hands
the wind and air that's galore
chill my hands. Winter.

Welcome back, Martin!
Welcome, Josephine!
Thanks for your beautiful haiku.

swirling mist
wet grass and fresh smells
early autumn morning

Beautiful, Gerda! I was wondering if you might be from Australia, and I see you are! Autumn is my favorite season--enjoy!

Thanks Robbie, I was in the park that morning very early with my dog. It's a beautiful autumn in Melbourne at the moment. Cheers.

the low sun
nights cold and dark
red leaf

what i like about your haiku is the certain style- you capture very clear images of, idk, a moment.

hot sand
rasps between wet toes
run run

Hooray, it's summer here and pretty hot. Will spend quite some time on the beach with the dog.

Summertime again
Birds in the air flutter,
squawk, squabble, wild & feral.