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HAIKU |
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by eric l. houck jr. |
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The Haiku/Senryu at this site have been previously published. Credits to: AntAntAnt, Asahi Evening News, Azami, Black Bough, Blithe Spirit, Canadian Writer's Journal, Cicada, Dasoku, Famous Reporter, Frogpond, Geppo, Haiku Headlines, Heron, Mainichi Daily News, Mayfly, Modern Haiku, New Hope International, Northwest Literary Forum, Parnassus Literary Review, Persimmon, Point Judith Light, Raw Nervz, Snapshots, Spin, Still, and White Heron Poetry Review |
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tucking another seed
into the earth ~ waiting
for the oak
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measuring rain
the silence
between drops |
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the same face
mine
all day long |
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midnight on the back porch
listening
to the glow of his cigar |
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my eyes
blinking in the night
fireflies |
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early morning campsite
fog lifting
between us
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at her bedside
watching the September sun
slide from her room
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the undertaker ~
how closely he studies
my aging face
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library's computer ~
she slowly empties the last
card catalogue
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work cubicle ~
the supervisor's heels
echoing in the aisle
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forecaster
on his way to work
surprised by snow
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jack-hammer ~
creases in his face
filling with dust
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nine p.m.
the lazy river
softening the city lights
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grandma boiling water ~
the sound of raw spaghetti
shaken from its box
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window ledge
grandma's mason jar
purpled by years of sunlight
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