Haiku Potpourri

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I know there a lot of Haiku threads open here, but most of them either have so many hits I can't access them easily, or are connected by various patterns or themes.

I would like to see this one encompass anything that anyone feels like writing about.

Here's a few of mine related to the recent lunar eclipse to kick things off.

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full lunar eclipse
delight to human eyes
sets dogs howling

as full moon's eclipsed
puzzled werewolves spend two hours
stuck between forms

eclipsed moon turns red
(while) cat's eyes so much in tune
appear demonic

Copyright © 28 Aug 2007 James R. Hoye
 

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the end of winter
at last, an end to no snow
now we have no rain
 

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even more haiku?
great google-y moogle-y
enough is enough
 

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This is actually a Senryu, but what the heck, the year is young - jrh

busy New Year's Eve
all of them were strangers
leaving me alone

Copyright © 1 Jan 2008 James R. Hoye
 

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fresh winter snows
blanketing the mountains
skier's paradise

Copyright © 1 Jan 2008 James R. Hoye
 

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These came to me when I should have been sleeping and wouldn't let me go until I wrote them down. Since they speak to me more of a theme than a single Haiku, hopefully, I'll add to them at a later date.

a garden temple
beautiful in it's splendor
focus of learning

Copyright © 22 Jan 2008 James R. Hoye

fragrance of lilacs
filling the temple's garden
speaks of summer warmth

Copyright © 22 Jan 2008 James R. Hoye

larks and doves by day
then the nightengale's song
the voices of the temple

Copyright © 22 Jan 2008 James R. Hoye

even in Winter
the temple shares it's wisdom
sung by passing winds

Copyright © 22 Jan 2008 James R. Hoye
 

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Summer Diet

blazing sun turns grasses brown
Locus arn't complaining
They like fried food

Copyright © 4 Jul 2009 James R. Hoye

Smaller Rainbows

falling sunbeams
a waterfall's spray
shifting rainbows

Copyright (c) 17 Aug 2009 James R. Hoye


The Cornered Cat

frightened cat
treed
mocks the dogs below

Copyright (c) 19 Aug 2009 James R. Hoye

man who tries to keep
two women on a string
may find he loses both

Copyright © 2 Aug 2009 James R. Hoye
 

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Food Gathering

A small squirrel darts forth
making a harried dash
for one last nut
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mouse moves stealthily
across the kitchen floor
lured by scent of cheese

18 Dec 2009 James R. Hoye
 

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Two pheasants take flight
A single shot yields neither
My dog turns and glares


Placid autumn pond
A solitary goose lands
Ripples shake the earth


Wind chimes, coins on stone
glistening in the warm sun
while summer retreats.


What’s this, summer snow?
Dandelions gone to seed
Surreal, yet so real


Monday came so soon
Two day’s snow on my pathway
Patiently awaits


New Jerusalem
Cellar holes and apple trees
Flank forsaken graves


Mid-summer bounty--
Forgotten mountain orchard.
Soon, chokecherry jam


Sweaty autumn day
Humming saws fell moaning trees
Wood—You’ll warm me twice


All entries are © C. David Sinex (various dates)
 
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Hi CD,

I like the Pheasants best but they are all well done and exactly the type of classic Haiku and Senryu that I was hoping to inspire with this thread.

Well done,

Jim Hoye
 

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Various Times and Places

SUNY Albany Library, 1972

Winter library.
Turning pages punctuate
softly humming lights.


Saratoga Springs 1972


Blinking fireflies taunt
Come and catch me if you dare--
Perseid shower


Small Mountain Pottery, Marshfield, Vt. 1976

A wood fired kiln.
Embers slowly float skyward
joining Orion


In Adele Godchaux’s Herb Garden, Marshfield 1976

(Not 5-7-5)

Grow slender weeds
Absorb energy from the cosmos
so you might heal.


Driving by the Nine Canyon Wind Farm near Kennewick, Washington, 2009


Flailing hilltop ghosts.
Scare away the darkness. Scream.
Scream, let there be light.


At a funeral service 2009

The advent of spring.
Baby’s breath and bleeding hearts
belie the sadness


On my grandson’s first birthday, 2009

A fleeting milestone.
Not destined for memory.
Your first year passes.

All entries are © C. David Sinex (various dates)
 
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Here are excerpts from the "Haiku Potpourri" section of my Chapbook, "A Mixed Bag"

"Daybreak"

first ray of sunlight
floods the shadowed world
with vibrant colors

Copyright (c) 28 Jun 2008 James R. Hoye

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scattered birdcalls
mark the end of night
and start of day

Copyright (c) 28 Jun 2008 James R. Hoye

on his lily pad
a sleepy frog wakes with the sun
and croaks good morning

Copyright © 28 Jun 2008 James R. Hoye

when the sun rises,
light pushes out the darkness.
a lone crane preens.

with sun in the east,
a new day's beginning.
time to go fishing.

Copyright © 9 Mar 2009 James R. Hoye

Nature's Music

listen to the swamp.
crickets chirping, frogs croaking,
sweet cachophony.

Copyright 9 Mar 2009 James R. Hoye
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tumbling from its nest
a young bird fullfills its heritage
by spreading its wings

Copyright © 26 May 2009 James R. Hoye
 
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These are nearly 40-year-old haiku I wrote while living in Vermont. There is something about fall that causes memories of those years to percolate to the surface.

With midday warming,
unmindful of summer’s end—
A cicada sings.

An Afternoon at Molly’s Falls Pond (Three Haiku)

A petulant child—
Autumn’s spoiled everything
summer had set out.

* * *
The river still flows
not yet hardened by winter—
A few geese remain.

* * *
Summer people gone.
Skipping stones break the stillness—
My head nods in time.

- - - - -

A painful goodbye—
Not waiting for the first frost
taunting geese take flight.


The garden’s barren,
all life ripped out by the roots—
Cheating the first frost.


Death in small doses.
Warm days and frost dusted nights—
The geese are restless.

All entries are © C. David Sinex (various dates)
 

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This is my favorite of my own autumn haiku.

Outside, in fresh air,
the scent of ginkgos in fall
like Satan's own turds