the weather is so mild, when i take the dog out for his midday walk, that i have to take off my hat and gloves. that can only mean one thing!
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December Haiku Share- Day 2
December Haiku Share
evening fog
the sound of geese
comes and goes
— Cara Holman
Multiverses 1.1, June 2012
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eventide…
more and more trees turn into
silhouettes
— Gillena Cox
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westbound train –
the estuary
pale with gulls
— Alison Williams
Presence #19 January 2003
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night fog
anyway, I remember you,
moon
— Lech Szeglowski
The Shiki Monthly Kukai, September 2009
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foggy noon
sheep on the hills
climb into clouds
— Maire Morrissey-Cummins
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to say yes or no?
geese unstitch themselves
from the sky
— Seánan Forbes
A Hundred Gourds 1:4, September 2012
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in darkness
we forget our anger . . .
suddenly
the sound of wild geese
piercing the starless night
— Margaret Dornaus
Ribbons, Spring 2011
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dense fog—
a Christmas song
from the carillon
— Michael Dylan Welch
Frogpond 18:4, Winter 1995, page 22 (in the “Angels We Have Heard On High” sequence)
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in sky-mind
the broken-winged gander
soars
— Marie Shimane
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suspended
from an evening cloud
the mountain
—Kirsten Cliff
the taste of nashi: New Zealand Haiku (Windrift, 2008)
Bay News, Wednesday, May 21, 2008
Waiariki Institute of Technology 2010 Calendar
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new moon
I walk all evening
but leave no footprints
— S.M. Abeles
World Haiku Review, August 2012
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fog tendrils
curl around aspens
her baby’s first haircut
— Jone Rush MacCulloch
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balmy evening
the whisper of her ashes
from the sea
—Christine L. Villa
Sea Bandits 2012 (edited by Aubrie Cox of Yay Words)
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backyard teatime . . .
another heartache stirs
into the fog
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December Haiku Share- Day 1
December Haiku Share
a stranger in the crowd
that looks like you
blue mist
— Cara Holman
Shiki Kigo Kukai, November 2012
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whispered secrets
the mist
absorbs the night
— Seánan Forbes
Daily Haiku, Cycle 13, Summer 2012
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city street
I fall into step
with a stranger
— Alison Williams
Blithe Spirit Vol.21 No.4 December 2011
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coming home
to an empty house
so many stars
— Kirsten Cliff
Kokako 12, April 2010
evolution: The Red Moon Anthology of English-Language Haiku (Red Moon Press, 2011)
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where the blue goes
after sundown –
her bedroom eyes
— S.M. Abeles
Frogpond Iss. 35.2
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pine mist . . .
a thousand suns shatter
from a robin’s landing
— Kathy Uyen Nguyen
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street lights:
the shadows hold those kind
of women
— Paula Moore
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blossoms in her hand
he smiles without knowing
her name
— Christine L. Villa
Sketchbook (January/February 29, 2012: Vol. 7, No. 1)
see haiga here
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a homeless man
all the signposts
erased by the mist
— Lech Szeglowski
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trees dressed
red and yellow
only till the next big storm
— Judy Cole
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December mist
a crow calls out
breaking the silence
— Isabelle Loverro
a stranger in the crowd
December Haiku Share
Okay, here’s my idea for daily posts for the month of December. We all have growing collections of haiku, some of which may have appeared in online or print journals, won contests, been posted on blogs or social media in response to prompts, or are just sitting in our notebooks waiting for a chance to share them. I’d like to showcase these haiku, but in a very specific way. Every day I will post a haiku from my own archives (with publishing credits where appropriate), and in the comments, I’d love it if you would share one of your own haiku (with appropriate credits), that is related in some way. Think of the card game Crazy Eights, where the next card played has to match the current card in the discard pile in either rank or suit. So for my challenge, look for a matching haiku from your own archives (or yes, you can write a new haiku if you wish, but keep in mind that pretty much all journals will consider it published if you do), and share a haiku that keys off of either the season, topic, key words, or is a response to mine in any way.
My haiku for today is:
a stranger in the crowd
that looks like you
blue mist
(Shiki Kigo Kukai, November 2012)
You could share a haiku about strangers, crowds, the color blue, mist in particular, weather words in general, or even a haiku dealing with regret, longing or loneliness. I look forward to reading what you share! If I have enough of a response over the course of the month, I may put these together in small posts that I share on my blog periodically, or even a bigger collection at the end. I will do this daily, throughout the month of December. Participate as often as you choose!
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