a crumpled flower
in the depths of the hibiscus -
autumn coolness

***

une fleur fripée
au cœur de l'hibiscus -
fraîcheur d'automne

Bill Higginson

..

the rain
almost a friend
this funeral


Bill was one of the most warm-hearted people I have ever met. Despite being one of the giants of haiku he was the most accessible and humble of people.

If you do not own a copy of the Haiku Handbook I urge you to buy a copy:

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I have lost someone very dear to me, and he was always my mentor.

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Bill Higginson gone

Bill Higginson gone
a giant has made his final leap
tears in the pond

gerald england

see William J Higginson: in memoriam.

images

autumn images
the vicarious sensations
these online windows


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a haiku poem blog

On the way

My daughter at the wheel
foot on the speeder
annoying beat on the radio
as autumn flickers by

Lace leaf maple
Originally uploaded by alpenglowtraveler

lace leaf maple--
amid labyrinthine limbs
scarlet leaves ravish

autumn rain--
drawing down her
dogeared favorite

The autumn flame
infects his reverie:
panic in leaves


--R.K.SINGH

Walking over
a carpet of dried leaves
hears own footsteps

--R.K.SINGH

FULL MOON

The full moon
behind the bare tree--
branches curve


--R.K.SINGH

Autumn's mellow mist:
none available to clean
the carpet of leaves

--R.K.SINGH

FORBIDDEN LOVE

from a distance
at the appointed time
I wait for your glance
to bask once more
in your smile


BAWAL NA PAGIBIG

sa abot ng tanaw
at takdang panahon
hintay ko ang sulyap mo
nang muling mamasdan
ang iyong ngiti

Vic Gendrano

after the storm
twitching in the gutter:
skeletal umbrella

no one sees them,
the words that paint you
on the wall
that surrounds my mind-
only in autumn

cool commuting-
enjoying the heated seat
I am paying on

Blue Mist

in the still morning
a blue mist gathers
in the undisturbed hollows

Photo Blue Mist by Steve0323

www.conjuringsunlight.blogspot.com

biting
my fingernails
waiting in the bank queue

Another cold morning

three degrees minus
you look out into the sun
light up the fireplace

* * *

taas pakkasaamu
katsot ulos aurinkoon
sytytät tulen

late night commute
my breath follows me
to the car

Read Up

waiting for the bus
going north -
bored Gustav evacuee
gives instruction
to parking meter

picturing Scotland -
six Blackhawk helicopters -
now reading up


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Here and here!

leaves race
towards me:
mad scratching

angry sparrows;
i shout and dare them
to poop on me again

think haiku

autumn aspens--
among the white trunks
graze white-tailed deer

Shadows on the barn
Absorbed in the dark window
Dance on the white wall.

chilly night
in your darkness hides
my loneliness


gabing malamig
sa dilim mo nagtatago
aking kalungkutan

Vic Gendrano

green umbrella
left in mahogany stand
in bank foyer