Thursday, November 29, 2007
New Snow
new-fallen snow
your footsteps
change direction
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Megan Arkenberg
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cherry tree's last leaves -
in their orange light
the robin disappears
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John McDonald
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6:32 AM
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Wednesday, November 28, 2007
after the first frost-
walking toward the house
crunching as I go
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Reihaisha
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5:26 AM
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Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Monday, November 26, 2007
Winter's cold message
Sometimes Winter is a cold message, a letter that chills the heart. That the message comes in Winter makes it all the more cold.
Phonecall - Beloved at ER.
Going home to hospice care.
Pain management now.
State of mind unknown.
Not set, not ready to go
No talking about.
Son in denial
Acting normal as can be
Father is stoic
Mother soldiers on
Wife pure, attention focused
Solely on Beloved.
Departure midmorn
It is cold. The ice is black.
Overnight in Medford
Chains may be needed
The coast the preferred route
For unkind winter.
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Annie Jeffries
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Coming up
This season for fairy lights
Christmas tree on the loose – again.
Fresh stacked Normann fir
foliage in bundles
I only miss snowflakes – so far
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Ashi
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6:24 AM
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cold -
the cornet crackles
the clarinettist
blows on his fingers
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John McDonald
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5:06 AM
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Sunday, November 25, 2007
Saturday, November 24, 2007
turkey day plus one
daytime wear - shorts and sandals
TV snow falling
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Reihaisha
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3:17 AM
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Friday, November 23, 2007
Thursday, November 22, 2007
| first snow - naked dog rose fruits white toppings | nelauktas sniegas – nuogos erškėčio uogos baltom kepurėm |
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Ričardas
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Wednesday, November 21, 2007
watching my breath
tumble in the wind-
dancing dead leaves
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J. Andrew Lockhart
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11:45 PM
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chilly morning
stopping for favorite sweater
and mug of cocoa
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Reihaisha
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4:42 AM
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scars
this too, existence--
wintry sun and chilly night
crouching on footpath
--R.K.SINGH
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Ram Krishna Singh
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4:38 AM
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winter chill:
her face grows
more wrinkles
--R.K.SINGH
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Ram Krishna Singh
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4:09 AM
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Tuesday, November 20, 2007
Bronchial breathing--
the only sound audible
in the soulless space
--R.K.SINGH
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Ram Krishna Singh
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3:12 AM
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DECEMBER MORNING
December morning--
the first roses in the lawn:
fragrance in passing
_R.K.SINGH
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Ram Krishna Singh
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3:08 AM
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GREEN SNAKE
Climbing high
through stony cold
a green snake
--R.K.SINGH
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Ram Krishna Singh
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3:03 AM
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Monday, November 19, 2007
Winter Heart
Sensation in heart
So desirous, pain squeezes
A moment, freezing time .
Choking sensation
Releases emotional
Reply to spirit.
In the quiet of
A frozen moment, answers
Salute saying "act".
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Annie Jeffries
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1:43 PM
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This Morning
this morning's shadows
are white with frost
how is it
that in your arms I find
no warmth?
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Megan Arkenberg
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10:47 AM
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Sunday, November 18, 2007
Saturday, November 17, 2007
Friday, November 16, 2007
clouds gray and white
piled on each other
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Isabel
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11:10 AM
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Wednesday, November 14, 2007
if only I knew
when I was young,
I wonder...
cold front brings wind
and the moon
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J. Andrew Lockhart
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10:16 PM
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cool evening breeze
smoke curles above snapping flames
marshmallows roasting
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Ruth
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6:29 PM
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Ričardas
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2:06 PM
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Train Whistle
train whistle...
he brushes snowflakes
from my hair
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Megan Arkenberg
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10:47 AM
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Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Winter Clouds
winter clouds
in this only
I find some comfort...
heaven never saw me
lie to you
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Megan Arkenberg
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4:24 PM
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her cold nose
when I kissed her -
first day of 'Winter Haiku'
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John McDonald
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11:39 AM
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Ice Leaf
chokes lone leaf's struggle for a
last twist in the wind.
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Annie Jeffries
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12:42 AM
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Monday, November 12, 2007
BULBUL
A bulbul
watching from the snapped twig--
empty street
--R.K.SINGH
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Ram Krishna Singh
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11:21 PM
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HALLOWEEN
Between bare branches
two pigeons share silence:
All Hallows' Day
--R.K.SINGH
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Ram Krishna Singh
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11:19 PM
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