2022 Fall Haiku Contest - now until November 30!

[MichaelS]

Trees will be happy
Soy bean cakes fermenting well
Wife's words are unkind.

 

[DrTolhur]

Transformation now
Weather can't make up its mind
Death is but a lie

 

[Carol 83]

Winter is coming. The days are getting shorter. I can't wait for spring.

 

[Gert]

Ah, bleak December
My stone hearth radiates red
What once lived, burning

 

[palafr01]

Radiant Kaede
her delicate boughs hold high
Autumn's flame alight.

 

[JPH]

Rainfall. Northern winds.
Summer's Gentle Departure.
Somber Reflection.

 

[19Mateo83]

Crooked little tree
Calls to me all summer long
We shall dance in spring

 

[Ruddigger]

Have to take a trip
Will you please water my trees
What the hell happened

 

[Cajunrider]

Shedding green of youth
Mature colors show for all
Bonsai in the fall

 

[moke]

All the glowing leaves
These fluttering treetops
A dancing ground

 

[HorseloverFat]

Rain beats the mulch, here.

The brush, a subtle cadence.

Sacred earth... My womb



(I've been VERY into Cinquain Poetry, lately, after VERY recently discovering the format. So I'M going to also share some of those, because as Penumbra said; I feel joy at the opportunity to share my words.)


Sweet night.

Shadow's embrace.

Fear not for the unseen.

Serenity hugs; a tight fog...

Sweet dark.



Breath in...

(White-blue pooling

Swells behind the navel,

Prepared to send rust o'er the hills.)

...Breathe out.





Stuck fast...

...tied to a thought...

...infectiously creeping...

...gearing means to make our ends meet...

...broke slow.






Stray near,

Wander-lustful.

Wonder is bountiful.

Proceed not, until all is shown.

Grow far.




Thanks for "listening"

 

[WavyGaby]

Slowly growing trees
Wires placed and branches bent
Woops, that one just broke


And below quoted from Fight Club:
Worker bees can leave
Even drones can fly away
The Queen is their slave

 

[michaelj]

Cold fronts from the north
guide fire season to its rest;
quiet settles in.

 

[Underdog]

Those tools look so fine.
I believe I could use them.
If only they're mine.

 

[Shogun610]

Crimson leaves senesce
Oh how seasons change like tide
Must I wait to see

Silhouette shadow
The moon howls a ghoul portrait
Crickets silent song

A leaf falls from branch
The light tickles her cold feet
Bearing gifts of age

 

[BonjourBonsai]

I pretend to know
how to make nature more so
Trees make me go slow

 

[Mike Westervelt]

Old orange needles
Lovely red and yellow leaves
Soon all blown away

From eighty degrees
To freezing our asses off
Cannot wait for spring

 

[Ranitomeya]

At work the patients
Drive each other nuts each day
At home trees drive me

 

[Dogestoevsky]

Little hands cradle
babies, green and tender stalked;
to each: I careful

 

[leatherback]

OK, I'l play..

The nuts of Bonsai
I see them on my green Screen
More nonsense man write

Tree pot and plant sale
constraint I know nothing of
blanket sleep on couch