Translated into Chinese by Chen-ou Liu
migrating geese
writing cursive letters
across the sky
I finally read between
the white of your lies
Runner-up, British Haiku Society Tanka Awards, 2014-2015
Chen-ou Liu's comments:
The juxtaposition between the cyclic nature and temporal precision of bird migration and the fluctuating nature of human relationships makes this poem emotionally effective.
A fresh take on relationship tanka.
Tuesday, October 18, 2016
Kokako, Number 25, September 2016
snowbound
every garden pot
a ptarmigan
crane silhouettes
i practice the kanji
for my name
our bodies
no more than stardust
we fall
from constellations
and for a moment, shine
every garden pot
a ptarmigan
crane silhouettes
i practice the kanji
for my name
our bodies
no more than stardust
we fall
from constellations
and for a moment, shine
Haiku Canada Review, Vol. 10, Number 2, October 2016
runaway (t)rain all the world a blur
orphaned cubs
mammatus clouds
after the storm
orphaned cubs
mammatus clouds
after the storm
Gusts, Number 24, Fall/Winter 2016
snow-bent
the rushes that held nests
of marsh wrens
I close my weary eyes
and turn into a song
curls of clouds
become passerines
each autumn
the low-angled light
invites me to follow
stonescapes
along the arroyo
rain-spattered
my every bone thirsty
for one last taste of you
the rushes that held nests
of marsh wrens
I close my weary eyes
and turn into a song
curls of clouds
become passerines
each autumn
the low-angled light
invites me to follow
stonescapes
along the arroyo
rain-spattered
my every bone thirsty
for one last taste of you
Creatrix Poetry and Haiku Journal, Number 34, September 2016
shelf clouds
a scare crow leans
against wind
a scare crow leans
against wind
Failed Haiku - A Journal of English Senryu, Issue 10, October 2016
Honoured to have this haiga on the cover!
Blithe Spirit, Vol. 26, Number 3, September 2016
moonstruck
the scent of night settles
in your hair
ocean waves
advance then retreat
shy lovers
teaching the shore how
to make the stones sing
odds and ends
flutter from clothes lines
songbirds
lift this mundane life
into the divine
the scent of night settles
in your hair
ocean waves
advance then retreat
shy lovers
teaching the shore how
to make the stones sing
odds and ends
flutter from clothes lines
songbirds
lift this mundane life
into the divine
Asahi Haikuist Network, September 2016
stone angels
among the ruins
a flash of stars
blues festival
stray dogs howling
at streetlights
among the ruins
a flash of stars
blues festival
stray dogs howling
at streetlights
Akitsu Quarterly, Fall 2016
a smudge
on the azure sky
day moon
orange lichen
glacial rocks bloom
with age
cloudspill
across the lowlands
muffled bells
on the azure sky
day moon
orange lichen
glacial rocks bloom
with age
cloudspill
across the lowlands
muffled bells
Friday, September 23, 2016
Friday, August 12, 2016
Mandy's Pages Annual Tanka Contest, 2016
each moment
here on earth is numbered . . .
so why not
fly too close to the moon,
and hang our hats on stars?
1st Place
Judge's Comments:
I chose this as the winner because I wanted to base my decision on originality, freshness, and authenticity. The poet's writing style is utterly captivating! The serious tone of the first two lines pivots in the phrase, "so why not." The mood that follows is somewhat childlike, evoking a sense of adventure and imagination. Isn't that how we should enjoy life? We should take risks, dream big, have fun! With the use of the s/l/s/l/l form, this tanka gives you a heartwarming ending with some dreaming space.
here on earth is numbered . . .
so why not
fly too close to the moon,
and hang our hats on stars?
1st Place
Judge's Comments:
I chose this as the winner because I wanted to base my decision on originality, freshness, and authenticity. The poet's writing style is utterly captivating! The serious tone of the first two lines pivots in the phrase, "so why not." The mood that follows is somewhat childlike, evoking a sense of adventure and imagination. Isn't that how we should enjoy life? We should take risks, dream big, have fun! With the use of the s/l/s/l/l form, this tanka gives you a heartwarming ending with some dreaming space.
—Christine L. Villa
Yamadera Basho Memorial Museum English Haiku Contest 2016
8th Contest Selected Haiku Collection
snow lantern
the fading glint
in her eyes
lavender
we pack her clothes
in silence
snow lantern
the fading glint
in her eyes
lavender
we pack her clothes
in silence
Ribbons, Volume 12, Number 2, Spring/Summer 2016
what the hands know
she sits and stares
her palms curling skyward
against her thighs
two weathered coracles
adrift, and filled with rain
disconsolate
she fillets a fishbone sky
into quadrants
the way they divided
her cancer into stages
barn swallows
scissor through thick air
until a cloud
falls through her fingers
in an epiphany
she sits and stares
her palms curling skyward
against her thighs
two weathered coracles
adrift, and filled with rain
disconsolate
she fillets a fishbone sky
into quadrants
the way they divided
her cancer into stages
barn swallows
scissor through thick air
until a cloud
falls through her fingers
in an epiphany
Gnarled Oak, Issue 9, July 2016
Honoured to have this image (without haiku) chosen for the cover of Issue 9!
Daily Haiku, Charlotte Digregorio's Writer's Blog, July 2016
in cupped hands
the harvest moon rests
for a moment
1st Place
Bangor Haiku Group
2015 Autumn Haiku Contest
the harvest moon rests
for a moment
1st Place
Bangor Haiku Group
2015 Autumn Haiku Contest
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