Haiku

estranged mother . . .
the river still flows
under the ice

 
EarthRise Rolling Haiku Collaboration April 19, 2017

 
Reconciliation

 

https://www.thehaikufoundation.org/earthrise/earthrise2017.pdf

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Haiku

road rage
a fly’s frantic buzzing
on the windscreen

FreeXpresSion, August 2016

Martha Magenta

Chinese Translation (Traditional)

公路上發怒
一隻蒼蠅在擋風玻璃上
瘋狂地嗡嗡作響

Chinese Translation (Simplified)

公路上发怒
一只苍蝇在挡风玻璃上
疯狂地嗡嗡作响

 

First English-Chinese Bilingual Haiku and Tanka Blog

http://neverendingstoryhaikutanka.blogspot.co.uk/2017/04/butterfly-dream-road-rage-haiku-by.html

April 20, 2017

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tanka

earth day peace
ruined
by a chain saw
her cries are drowned
but I feel her pain

 
Earth: Our Common Ground Anthology April 20, 2017
http://skylarktanka.weebly.com/

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Senryu

 

closet skeleton
I agree to remember it
her way

 
steamy subway
I lean away
from an armpit

 
coffee date
I learn his life history
in an hour

 
skinny dipping–
a beaver moon bathes
in the sea

 
bikini girl –
he pulls in
his beer gut

 

Failed Haiku Journal of Senryu April 2017

http://www.haikuhut.com/FailedHaikuIssue16.pdf

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Beyond the Midnight Blue

Midnight Blue.jpg

 

I love to love you in the Spring,

When nesting birds take to wing. 

When sunlight glints on morning dew,

My heart sings melodies for you.

And when the sun drops behind the hills,

When all is dark and evening chills,

When the moon is high up in the sky,

Love gives me wings and lets me fly.

When cold winds blow the leaves in fall,

Amidst the winter’s bitter squall,

I run my fingers through your hair,

And sense the fragrance that you wear.

When the first crocus breaks the snow,

That’s when my love for you will grow,             

The time for loneliness has passed, 

For now, the love spell has been cast.

When winter’s winds no longer bite,

On fine and moonlit summer nights,

As we dream beyond the midnight blue,

I will love to love my dream come true.

 

Whispers March 2017

http://whispersinthewind333.blogspot.co.uk/2017/03/beyond-midnight-blue-by-martha-magenta.html

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Haiku

cold moon—
moss covers his name
on the gravestone

 

© Martha Magenta

cattails April 2017
http://www.cattailsjournal.com/issues/cattails_APRIL2017_copy3.pdf

 

 

sparkling cider
a busker blows stars
into the sky

beaver moon
the wind makes a heap
of pine cones

 

© Martha Magenta

Akitso Quarterly Spring 2017

supermoon
a ripe squash hangs
from the trellis

 

cinnamon buns—
the first time I saw
my neighbour

 

 
blackberry moon
filling jam jars
to the brim

© Martha Magenta

Brass Bell April 1, 2017

 

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Haiku

his last breath
the wind takes the last
orchard leaf

threelinepoetry.com March 2017

 

mammogram
my shadow leads
the way

 
knitting a shawl
grandmother folds
into the fog

© Martha Magenta

Inner Voices: International Women’s Haiku Festival March 12, 2017

https://jenniferhambrick.com/

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