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

our voices
join the wind
puffballs

© 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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haiku

 

melting ice
her first letter after
fifty years
– Martha Magenta

 

tumbleweed
the wind restyles
my hair
– Martha Magenta

 

brass bell March 1, 2017
http://brassbellhaiku.blogspot.co.uk/

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haibun

Elocution lessons

 
Elocution lessons are a necessity for a strict upbringing.
The posh tutor made us recite the following until we were catatonic:
“Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled pepper. If Peter Piper picked a peck of pickled pepper, where’s the peck of pickled pepper Peter Piper picked?”
We wondered if it was all worth the wacking wad she wanted for her wages.

stiff upper lip
father’s welsh accent
slips past the guard

Failed Haiku Journal of English Senryu Vol 2, Issue 14, March 1, 2017

http://www.haikuhut.com/FailedHaikuIssue15.pdf

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senryu

divorce
his side of the bed has more
room than mine

 

Alzheimer’s
she buys another
snow globe

 
mini skirt
the wind whistles
through the arcade

 
I caress his body
in a spirit of ecstasy
Rolls-Royce Silver Cloud

© Martha Magenta

Failed Haiku Journal of English Senryu Vol 2, Issue 14, March 1, 2017

http://www.haikuhut.com/FailedHaikuIssue15.pdf

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