Japanese Short Form Poetry 2018 - 2019
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"We shall never understand one another until we reduce the language to seven words."- - Kahlil Gibran (1883-1931)

Lyrical Passion Poetry E-Zine © 2007-2020
2018
cold rain
supermoon

blue lit
a snail
and all is mended

morning prayer--
cold rain
darkness trickles
off the tiles
by Rachel Sutcliffe
supermoon
on a metallic sea—
scent of plumeria
by Jann Wright

by Lavana Kray
blue lit
tang of woodsmoke
smudges twilight
falling petals
a one-footed black bird
stabs the earth
a snail
the size of a dewdrop...
morning silvers
petroglyphs...
footprints
taken by the sea
morning glories with one day to be blue
by Jann Wright
and all is mended
a passing cloud opens
the moonflowers
by Julie Warther

by Lavana Kray
morning prayer--
sharing their grief
with the statue
by Pravat Kumar Padhy
2019
frail moon
alone
stony creek
hovering drone
only grey lines
the small box
side by side
starry night:

moonshine...
under the ackee tree
terminal illness:
burial—
twilight
(first published in Chrysanthemum No. 25. April 2019)
a trickle of snowmelt
Three decades/ the wall has borne tokens/ good-time pics in gold
closed window shades
Once a plate-rail held Christmas tea candles & sea-green
electric candles
Father & son were gone/ pinpricks/ spackle-less sparks/
window doll
rushing
Key West sunset
evening rain
drought
frail moon
we float in the violet
sash of twilight
alone
atop a black-eyed susan
a dark-eyed butterfly
stony creek
wildflowers
make things look easy
by Jann Wright
hovering drone
a toddler cries,
"Dragonfly!"
only grey lines
in his coloring book
contrails—
by R.D. Bailey
the small box
at the child’s funeral
the angles of loss
stilled air
a nightjar’s song
draws in the dusk
by John Hawkhead
side by side
toad and fly-trap
dead cat
lying in the road
fog
Sometimes a breeze,
sometimes a bee,
flowers nod.
by Bob Carlton
starry night:
I wonder, which one
is closest to me?
meteor shower
over the campgrounds
children grab their blankets
black hole --
nothing can pull him away
from his video games
by R.D. Bailey
OtherWordly video game (2019)

by Lavana Kray
moonshine...
only the stars stay
on course
by Lovette Carter
under the ackee tree
all eyes
on me
terminal illness:
a fading Mickey Mouse
on the children's ward wall
by R.D. Bailey
(2019 Yamadera Basho Memorial Museum English Haiku Contest, Japan)
burial—
the absence
of a wind that died
by Jann Wright
twilight
the notion of a mountain
fades into the lake
by Gary Hittmeyer
(first published in Chrysanthemum No. 25. April 2019)
a trickle of snowmelt
the river winds
through stone
milky way
a coyote's howl
pierces the night sky
by Gary Hittmeyer
Short Cuts by Deborah Guzzi
Three decades/ the wall has borne tokens/ good-time pics in gold
frames/ cheap reflecting glass houses braying York walks on
England’s walls/ tower follies among rhododendrons/ no telltale
images of husband & wife/ no wallpaper son/ only nail holes remain
after a thirty-year marriage/ disillusion
closed window shades
bar the heat of August
the stale scent of popcorn
Once a plate-rail held Christmas tea candles & sea-green
-depression-ware plates/ bits of plastic greenery in December
loopty-loop beneath its lip decked in embarrassed-red bows/
the wall tries to maintain its dignity/ fair & foul life leaped
within a living room/ walls embrace/ illusion
electric candles
beam from white windowsills
sugar-cookie Santa’s
Father & son were gone/ pinpricks/ spackle-less sparks/
pocked remainders of past eruptions/ pain left with the snap
shots/a sheen of new plaster adorns the walls now/ Net Flick’s
images of T. Brook’s Shannara replace desiccated memories/
acorn-gold drowns bygones of beige/ ghosting/ the illusionist
window doll
uncrosses a leg
Amsterdam
red light district
I practice
a few winks
stilettos
staccatos echo
Bugis Street
*red light district
steps
up the ancient courtyard
a fragrant olive tree
by Christina Chin
rushing
to get home
to slow down
by Dan Burt
Key West sunset
every bartender
curing humanity
by Raquel D. Bailey
(2019 Porad Haiku Contest, HM)
evening rain
uploading memories
to cyberspace
by Elancharan Gunasekaran (2019 Editor's Choice Award)
spring breeze wet crows drying on the clothes line
clouds ... one eye on the game;the other out for rain
by Dinesh De Silva
spring breeze
wet crows drying on the clothes line
clouds ...
one eye on the game;
the other out for rain
by Dinesh De Silva
drought
my fountain pen
runs dry
by R.D. Bailey