Archives for posts with tag: haiku

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by Alexis Rotella

I see it in a dream
a mask woven
from starlight

Photo by KAL VISUALS on Unsplash


ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Alexis Rotella is 2019 honorary curator Haiku Archives (California). Her latest book Scratches on the Moon won a Touchstone Distinguished Book Award (2019). In 2018 she curated/edited #MeToo Stories written in Japanese poetry forms), which also won the Touchstone award.

by Veronica Hosking

Introvert stays home
Daily routine goes unchanged
Front door remains closed

Photo: The author (left) and her daughter Gretchen taking their first photo of 2020 in front of the family’s front door.

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: Not only am I an introvert, I do not have a driver’s license because of Cerebral Palsy. My whole life I have enjoyed being a homebody; this new social distancing is the same old routine in my world.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Veronica Hosking is a wife, mother, and poet. Her family and day job, cleaning the house, serve as inspiration for most of her poetry. She was the poetry editor for MaMaZina magazine from 2006-2011. Her poems have been featured online and in print anthologies, including Stone Crowns Magazine, Poetry Nook, Silver Birch Press, Poetry Pea, Arizona Matsuri, and Blue Guitar Magazine. Veronica keeps a poetry blog at

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by Alexis Rotella

In his little red wagon
the neighbor boy
brings us toilet tissue

ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Alexis Rotella enjoys telling stories through Japanese poetry forms in English and mobile art. Two years in a row she was a Touchstone Distinguished Book Awards recipient for Unsealing Our Secrets (MeToo Stories anthology, 2018) and Scratches on the Moon (Haibun, 2019). Her digital art has been exhibited in Porto, Portugal, and Milan, Italy, and is featured often on social media sites. A licensed acupuncturist, she misses treating patients while she stays at home hoping to help keep Marylanders safe.

Self-portrait by the author.

by P M F Johnson

a small white dog
watches out the front door:
rain cools into snow

Originally published in Frogpond, Issue XXV:3.

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: Our dog Bogart used to wait for me to return from work every evening. I would see his face in the lower corner of the front door window, his ears perked up, until he spotted me. At which point he would vanish. To run tell my wife, I suppose. We still miss him. He was a very polite dog. Always waited his turn at the ice cream cone.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR: P M F Johnson has placed poems with Threepenny Review, Measure, Nimrod, Evansville Review, North American Review, Atlanta Review, and many others. He has won The Gerald Brady Senryu Award from Haiku Society of America, as well as a Plainsongs Award. He and his wife, the writer Sandra Rector, live in Minnesota. Learn more at Find him on Twitter @PMFJohnson1.

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Front Door Denizens
by Sarah Russell

The door itself is nondescript, a faded forest green, like others in the complex. Yesterday I hung our cherry blossom wreath on its hook, dancing pink blossoms against the dark panel. The remnants of our finches’ old nest⸺intricate grass lace and a bit of mud for glue⸺hide in the silk flowers. The finches come back every spring, and this morning, there they were, flitting from porch to maple tree, warbling a love song, as if they’d been waiting for their wreath, our door. While they’re in residence, we’ll put a note on the post asking folks to come round to the back.

old nest with new life
open mouths searching, peeping
daffodils in bloom

Russell, finch nest

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: The Haibun form seemed perfect for telling about the finch family who leases our front door and wreath every year. The above photo is of their eggs last spring.

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Sarah Russell’s poetry and fiction have been published in Kentucky Review, Red River Review, Misfit Magazine, Silver Birch Press, Rusty Truck, Third Wednesday, and other journals and anthologies. She is a Pushcart Prize nominee. Her first poetry collection, I lost summer somewhere, was published in 2019 by Kelsay Books. A second collection, Today and Other Seasons, will be published by Kelsay this summer. She blogs at

by Patricia McGoldrick

seventeenth year
marks a pivotal moment
teen springs to summer

 2017 Patricia McGoldrick

AUTHOR’S PHOTO CAPTION: My yearbook photo, Grade 12.

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: My Seventeeth Summer! When I turned 17, all was well with the world — for half of the year, that is! I was in Grade 11, with school going well, lots of fun with friends and, overall, a good time, until a fateful day in June. Just after classes ended, summer vacation was starting, an unfamiliar car drove into the laneway on my parents’ farm. Two “suits” got out and proceeded to turn my world upside down. Apparently, according to this principal and vice principal duo from a local school, boundaries had changed, My younger sister and I would be required to switch to a different high school in the new school year, starting Grades 10 and 12, respectively. This momentous change was mandated in the 70s, prior to the Internet, cell phones, texting, Facebook, Twitter, etc. For us, in rural Ontario, Canada, even landline phones were regulated to a short calling distance. All of our friends would be considered in the long-distance range! My seventeenth summer dragged on until the day after Labour Day when my sister and I entered the enormous new school. With fear and trepidation, somehow we found our homeroom lists in the gym, and turned to walk in different directions towards the future. By the end of the first week, I am happy to share that my sister and I had learned the lay of the land in the gigantic new school setting and made a lot of new friends. Not sure, but this life event might have been the reason for my adopting”The Road Not Taken” as my favourite poem. Ironically, long after my seventeenth summer, I met a man from Montreal (future husband) whose yearbook bio listed a life-inspiring quote from a certain American poet’s Road poem. Guess who!

© 2017 Patricia McGoldrick

ABOUT THE AUTHOR:  Patricia McGoldrick is a Kitchener, Ontario, Canada poet/writer who is inspired by the everyday. She is a member of The Ontario Poetry Society and the League of Canadian Poets. Recent publications include poems at this link, the Silver Birch Press “My Prized Possession” Series, an essay titled “Secrets and Clues and Mysteries, Oh My!” in The Nancy Drew Anthology (Silver Birch Press, 2016), and a poem entitled “Simple Is Best” at Red Wolf Journal.

by Patricia McGoldrick

green jardinière
molded with plant motifs
Victorian gem

© 2016 by Patricia McGoldrick

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: This plant holder, jardinière, has passed though several generations. It is a precious link to my mother’s ancestors who came from Ireland over a century ago. It has survived through travels, moving, and many children’s growing years! I treasure this piece from the past, truly a prized possession!

ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Patricia McGoldrick is a Kitchener, Ontario, Canada, poet and writer, inspired by the everyday. She is a member of The Ontario Poetry Society and the League of Canadian Poets. Recent publications include the poems “Limerick on Laundry” and “haiku on home” in Verse Afire print issues; online titles are posted at and in Red Wolf Journal you’ll find her poem “Urban Upcycling.” Visit her website or find her Twitter @pmgoldrick27.

by Elizabeth Alford

footprints in the sand—
my old friend the ocean
waves hello

SOURCE: First published at Haikuniverse on April 1, 2016.

AlfordElizabeth Alford is a magna cum laude graduate of California State University, East Bay (B.A. English, 2014). She currently lives in Hayward, California, is an amateur photographer, and spends much of her time writing Japanese short forms. Her work has recently appeared at Silver Birch Press, Hedgerow, and Failed Haiku and is forthcoming in The Bamboo Hut. Follow her poetry adventures on Facebook.

Driving haiku
by Kelley White

White knuckled, Mother
grips the door handle—teaching
me, sixteen, to drive.

SOURCE: This poem in a slightly different form first appeared at in 2012.

PHOTO: “Sandy road” by alleks, used by permission (text added).


Pediatrician Kelley White worked in inner city Philadelphia and now works in rural
 New Hampshire. Her poems have appeared in journals, including Exquisite Corpse, Rattle, and JAMA. Her most recent books are Toxic Environment (Boston Poet Press) and Two Birds in Flame (Beech River Books). She received a 2008 Pennsylvania Council on the Arts grant.

Birthday Haiku
by Mark Hudson

In an old photo, long-lost cousins
help me blow out birthday candles

PHOTO: The author on his birthday with his long-lost cousins Missy and Maria.

NOTE FROM THE AUTHOR: Sweet suite, what a great idea! The concept motivated me to look through old photos and encouraged me to take some of these old photos (early 1970s, childhood) and scan them to disc for archival purposes. I lost track of my cousins Missy and Maria when my uncle and aunt got divorced.


ABOUT THE AUTHOR: Mark Hudson is a published poet, both on-line and in print. On-line, the best place to read his work is at or Illinois State poetry society. His work has been most often anthologized in Grey Wolfe publications in Michigan, not to be confused with Graywolfe publications. He has also had science fiction poems appear in Handshake, an irregular Science Fiction Newsletter in England, which encouraged the founder of Metverse Muse, in India, to write for her publication, which also led to publishing animal poems in a Cyprus anthology called Creature Features. He hopes to keep finding old photos to write prompts about, and enjoyed this prompt as an idea.