Japanese Short Form Poetry 2014 - 2015


"We shall never understand one another until we reduce the language to seven words."- - Kahlil Gibran   (1883-1931)

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2014


sunlight
in the cancer ward
dreaming of wind in my hair

                 by Carolyn M. Hinderliter


rotted planks
the moss-covered wharf
abandoned thoroughfare



daylight coffee shop
a warm place beyond the cold
stuff that won’t get done

                  by ayaz daryl Nielsen




brushes and inkpot
waiting
for the right thoughts


what
do you chase 
dreaming dog?


to the stars
that have watched too long
nothing is new

              by Jackie Maugh Robinson


summer shower --
a waterfall swallows
its echo

               by Theresa A. Cancro



my grandma:
even the moon
has scars


eerie night
the cricket replies
to itself

                   by Surbhi Grover



orange sunset...
the color of shrimps
born without eyes


swatted flies—
long dead before
the police came


deeper;
the smells of wine
bring us together

                    by Ernesto P. Santiago 



dusk settles —
my likeness
in every pane



first kick
in her womb
peach blossoms


GPS malfunction—
the same moon
at every turn


fireplace —
a burning home 
warms a house


drought—
the well gives up
echoes


White Christmas—
a mailbox gathering
sunlight

                        by Carl Seguiban




not alone
on this short path
the butterflies


a monk
picking up Bleeding Hearts...
temple bells


long proboscis
reaching deep into the peony...
lover's whispers



                           by Rita Odeh  (Nazareth, Israel)

Break  by Alison Lock

I am in my attic with its damp gable end, its V-shaped roof, exposed beams, purloins, joists that form the frame of a great shell, an umbrella to protect me from the rain. I write from the centre of the spokes, gaze out of the soft glassy spiral, the windows, the skylight––patches of cloud are suspended, stilled. They are drifting, slowly, very slowly, from right to left, from east to west––bringing the snows, no doubt.

punctuation
exhaled air, puffs
paper white


HAIKU -  by Sean Lause


Cat in freezing rain—
First its breath,
then its cry
 



Leaves of the oak tree
pasted on wet pavement.
Soggy cornflakes!
 
 
 
 
Bach on the radio.
A spider weaves her web
with furious joy
 
 
 
 
Firefly, here, there,
advertises himself
He’s open all night
 
 
 
 
 
 
After the tornado
the corn stalks
bow down in reverence
 
 
 
 
Between the question
and the answer,
the mourning dove calls
 
 


 
 
Where is heaven?
The flowers point
in all directions
 
 


 
December rain,
snowmen melting
into tombstones

 2015


horsefly
claims his share
of the picnic



 
kittens
practicing shiatsu
in my sleep

                   by Jackie Maugh Robinson




White webs suspended
in geometric free fall-- 
winter has arrived

                         by A.J. Huffman



                                  by  Alexis Rotella 

To the Balcony Dream

The gatekeeper, even though it’s forbidden, allows me to escort a
German couple, strangers, to the balcony where I point out
snow-covered Alps, two peaks so close we can almost touch them.
Today a Lufthansa jet liner was deliberately crashed into the French
Alps–144 people killed.


Was it already written in the akashic records– that this tragedy was inevitable?

The wind
wearing my father's
raincoat

                           by  Alexis Rotella



blackberries...
I pluck memories
one by one




soft breeze...
a cosmo unfolds
within me




midsummer lull...
this silence now etched
on my lips




ballerina -
a butterfly alights
in mid-air

                                 by Shloka Shankar




brambles through
the window of an old truck
his last illness




a grass snake
on the path -
creeping thyme




driving home -
a new crease
in the map

                         by Joanna M. Weston 



blizzard after-
adding tempeh to my shopping list




Kroger—
that bitch side of me€”
expired coupons, pesticide potatoes . . .




Kroger—
mom's Depends hidden
beneath pink grapefruit

                            by Anna Cates



plastic containers
and plastic smiles...
        another family reunion

                          by Prerna Bakshi



at the beach
the umbrella
waves

                       by Elizabeth Crocket
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