Hospice window (a haiku)

My first time in this journal.

 

Haiku Canada Review, October 2018

 

 

hospice window

cherry blossoms

fade and fall

 

heart in pink

Frayed feathers . . . (a haiku)

 

Acorn: A Journal of Contemporary Haiku (issue 41), October 2018:

 

 

 

frayed feathers
beneath the dogwood tree


silence

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Each coloured heart (a tanka)

Well, somehow I missed this, a tanka published in Eucalypt, one of the finest tanka journals out there.  Eucalypt is published in Australia, the home of a great number of brilliant tanka poets. It’s always a great feeling having a poem published in this journal.
My thanks to Julie Thorndike, the editor.

 

Eucalypt, Spring issue 2018:

 

how it begins
this love of beauty . . .
a little girl touches
each coloured heart
on grandma’s quilt

 

 

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“Stacked Hearts” by Planted Seed Designs

 

Silence . . . (a tanka)

 

One tanka published in:

cattails, October 2018 Issue

The Official Journal of the United Haiku and Tanka Society

 

 

 

 

told not to tell

or be a bother

a child soon finds

a world of her own

silence

 

 

 

Mary age 4A

In that silence, poems are born.

 

 

I urge all of you to read the full issue of cattails, which you can download as a pdf here:  http://cattailsjournal.com/currentissue.html

Black swan . . . (haiku)

 

cattails, October 2018 Issue

The Official Journal of the United Haiku and Tanka Society

 

 

 

black swan    

the beauty

in difference

 

 

 

 

 

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Credit:Bournemouth News / Rex Features

 

 

 

I urge all of you to read the full issue of cattails, which you can download as a pdf here:  http://cattailsjournal.com/currentissue.html

 

Rain patter . . .(3 tanka)

 

Three tanka published in one my very favorite journals.

 

 

GUSTS No. 28, Contemporary Tanka
(fall/winter 2018)

 

 

pounding rains

& the peonies are lost –

how did I miss

your pallor, your reticence

that last day?

 

 

turning from pale gold

to dusky violet

our last embrace

so certain

so final

 

 

rain patter

on windows –

just when it seems

the darkness is over

it all begins again

 

 

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