Doug
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#poet haiku / haikai ND✨ 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘏𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘯’𝘴 𝘕𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘏𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘰𝘴𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘰𝘸 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘙𝘪𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘗𝘩𝘰𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘹 𝘙𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘦𝘸… he/him married
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TELL ME OF YOUR TRIALS
#poem
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Delighted to have this piece included in the long list of selections in the latest installment of Haiku Dialogue, with the theme of ‘From apprentice to master or how to walk the path of music’. Thanks so much to Guest Editor Deborah Karl-Brandt

#senryu

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A text based image of a poem. The poem reads

two left feet
she finds a rhythm
all her own
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A haiku from Modern Haiku a few years ago

#haiku #senryu #micropoetry
#autumn #tanka
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if only
we could avoid this talk
. . . October rain

#DailyHaikuPrompt (avoid)
#haiku
#senryu
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harvest moon
a chill ripples up
the scarecrow’s back
#DailyHaikuPrompt #haiku
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Featured on Haiku Commentary:

broken bridge—
the river teaches me
its alphabet

— Thomas L. Vaultonburg

vacation at grandma’s
cicada’s symphony
singing me to sleep

— Tuyet Van Do

school bathroom—
the scent of fresh deodorizer
lingers in my hair

— Alexander Groth

#haiku #poetry #poems
Haiku by Thomas L. Vaultonburg, Tuyet Van Do, and Alexander Groth
broken bridge—the river teaches meits alphabet — Thomas L. Vaultonburg (USA)Commentary from Hifsa Ashraf: This haiku reflects wreckage, destruction, and loss—possibly due to war, natural erosion, o…
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night chill
the orb weaver mummifies
a woolly bear moth

#dailyhaikuprompt #haiku
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early morning
at the bird feeder — a clash
of hungry beaks
#vss365 #haiku
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crisp blue sky
a pair of chuck taylor's
hanging from a wire

- Deborah A. Bennett
Tsuri-Doro Haiku/Senryu, Issue 25
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Make it fresh, make it interesting, push not pull at boundaries.
#haiku
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taking the long way home the traffic in my mind

#monoku
#dailyhaikuprompt
#avoid
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dahlia blossom—
the many layers
of her touch



First Place, Seabeck Haiku Getaway 2020 Annual Kukai

#haiku #poetry #poem #micropoetry
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👏🏼 👏🏼
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👏🏼 what a fun scene
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vibrant cosmos
blooms at summer’s edge
and beyond

#bloomscrolling #haiku
#flowersonfriday #shahai
#dailyflowers #nature
Bright pink flowers with green leaves and a backdrop of woods.
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organic eggs—
contemplating the cost
of IVF
#senryu

From @prunejuicejournal.bsky.social
#prompt03 eggs

#PJJournal
#WritingCommunity
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fetid wind socks shareholders again 
Alan Summers

#haikufeels #OneLineOctober #prompt word "fetid"
#monostich #monoku #haiku
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I’m beyond honored that my poem received an honorable mention in The Haiku Foundation’s Monthly Kukai for September, with the theme of “Pink”. Thanks so much to Beverly Acuff Momoi for her thoughtful commentary. To read the winning poems, click on the link.

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bubblegum pink
steadying the bicycle 
my father’s hands
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backcountry swamp becomes me

#monoku
#haiku
#haikufeels
#OneLineOctober
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thank you so much tamisar for taking the time to read it and to for your kind words🙏🏼
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Thank you, Alan. I’m delighted to read this.
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country road
turning up the volume
of stars

—The Heron’s Nest, Volume XXVI, Number 4: December 2024

#haiku
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Ooooooof 👏🏼
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I have not eaten
the candy corn
you arranged
in a glass dish

I left it
next to the settee
to collect dust
among the ghosts

forgive me
if you hear chewing
rest assured
it’s not me

(After William Carlos Williams)

#poetry