Here is a selection from some of our past publications of haiku and haiqua by Hailstone participants. If you particularly like something, leave a comment in the reply box at the bottom of this page. It will encourage the author. Thank you.
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Hailstones bouncing
every which way –
each to its own rhythm
(Jane Wieman, from Enhaiklopedia)
Xavier’s coffin
at rest on the hill –
Malacca Strait
in the haze
(Michio Sano, from The Meridian)
five straight nights the hard & soft lullaby rain
(Duro Jaiye, from Seasons of the Gods)
Hugging the cedar
I put my ear to it:
another season
(Reiko Hayahara, from Seasons of the Gods)
the lute sleeps
1000 years deep
waiting for my touch
(Robert MacLean, from Hailstones)
the doorbell –
wind rolls an acorn
into the hall
(Michiko Suzuki, from Lost Heian)
lightning falls
into a field of dandelions –
departing spring
(Midori Inoue, from Hailstones)
To the monolith
The gods created
As their gravestone –
Ferocious heat
(Arisu, from To Gigeiten)
pee-hyor-r-r-r
a kite hovering on the breeze …
spring mirrored water
(Mizuho Shibuya, from The Moon & Insects)
mossyness
and morning smoke …
and straight across a high field
one frozen rill
(Tito, from Enhaiklopedia)
deep in the forest
a missing person poster hangs
on a red-berried bush
(Gilad Ronnen, from Enhaiklopedia)
Having climbed Mt. Fuji,
My shadow stretches into
The form of a giant man
(Nobuyuki Yuasa, from Seasons of the Gods)
Afternoon shower –
a dog joins the bus-stop queue
(Yoshihiko Suzuki, from The Meridian)
over the chemical plant
with its stench of chlorine …
cherry petals
(Hisashi Miyazaki, from Lost Heian)
over and over
calling out for customers:
the pleasure-boat man
(Kamome, from Enhaiklopedia)
From Arashiyama –
The train carrying a faint smell
Of summer grasses
(Akemi Hamada, from Hailstones)
temple market –
hiding in a pile of kimonos
hot pink polyester
(Sally McLaren, from Lost Heian)
in a winter gust,
the stone circle:
talking about what?
(Mari Kawaguchi, from Enhaiklopedia)
Black cows waiting
for their trough water to melt …
early morning sun
(David McCullough, from Lost Heian)
No sign of blossom
in this wood …
yet on the sacred rock
white petals
(Keiko Yurugi, from Seasons of the Gods)
storm.
the legs of the bridge
ankletted
with willow branches
(Ellis Avery, from Enhaiklopedia)
leaving Japan –
how long will this hailstone
last in my pocket?
(Amato’, from Enhaiklopedia)
Autumn moon …
occasionally illuminating
the dark river of my town
(Akito Mori, from Hailstones)
tourists
cheerfully invited to
the Macbeth Experience –
grey clouds on the moor
(Yuko Yuasa, from Enhaiklopedia)
alone at night
the only way to know the wide sky –
listen!
it’s rustling through the bamboo
(Cielan Chaney, from Enhaiklopedia)
the statue of Dakini –
on it, a pair of pigeons
peacefully sleep
(Kaoru Geka, from Enhaiklopedia)
on a red maple leaf, a ladybug;
what season is this?
for the friend
far off in a snowy country,
blue bath salt packs
frogs call!
floor upon floor mirrored
in the city ricefield
This scar?
Glass bangles
after wild dancing.
Amongst the blaze
Of fresh green leaves
A swallowtail spark
The god’s horse walks
with the wind?
a man behind
to pick up the muck
(Mayumi Kawaharada, from Seasons of the Gods)
the first buds
beginning to open
on a tree
we didn’t know we had
Lanterns in the dark
Flicker just above the ground –
Children’s procession
(Noriko Okumura, from Lost Heian)
Acorns
From various trees
Shining by his head –
The child sleeps.
(Toshi Ida, from Hailstones)
Sports Day –
the autistic boy finally
runs without aid
(Yoshiharu Kondo, from Enhaiklopedia)
Against the sea’s roar –
The frail old man stands
Sounding his shakuhachi
tearing February
from the calendar –
spring comes to my room
(Akiko Tanabe, from Lost Heian)
at the clinic
of traditional medicine –
smell of moxabustion
sound of salsa
(Ursula Maierl, from Lost Heian)
In trying to outstare
the sunflower
falling in love with it
(Kei Goto, from The Meridian)
water lilies
having just opened
my vacant afternoon
(Sayoko Ozaki, from To Gigeiten)
on the trail of the gods …
all creatures and spirits
blessed by hoarfrost
(Nozomi Sugiyama, from Seasons of the Gods)
the solitary sparrow
singing songs of a new season
muffled by the snow
(Peter MacIntosh, from Enhaiklopedia)
before going to bed –
a cool wind from somewhere
sneaks into my heart
(Arietty, from Enhaiklopedia)
To run and rejoice
through moonlit fields …
with my dog of golden fleece!
(Masako Fujie, from Hailstones)
Two claps at the shrine
And the year’s first dragonfly
Takes flight
(John Dougill, from Seasons of the Gods)
in the earth
on the earth
above the earth –
all, spring lives together
(Zen’ichiro Nakamura, from Enhaiklopedia)
Black specks
from the red sky’s corners:
crows return to the woods
of the imperial tomb
(Ikuko Hirata, from Lost Heian)
The old gals’ choir
Rehearsing in the churchyard –
Indian summer
(Yoko Nagane, from Lost Heian)
Hmmm, i like the following:
Hugging the cedar (Reiko Hayahara)
the doorbellー (Michiko Suzuki)
Having climbed Mt. Fuji (Nobuyuki Yuasa)
Black cows waiting (David McCullough)
The old gals’ choir (Yoko Nagane)
five straight nights – Jaiye, from Seasons of the Gods
Hugging the cedar – Reiko Hayahara, from Seasons of the Gods
mossyness – Tito, from Enhaiklopedia
Afternoon shower – Yoshihiko Suzuki, from The Meridian
No sign of blossom – Keiko Yurugi, from Seasons of the Gods
Lanterns in the dark – Noriko Okumura, from Lost Heian
tearing February – Akiko Tanabe, from Lost Heian
In trying to outstare – Kei Goto, from The Meridian
The old gals’ choir – Yoko Nagane, from Lost Heian
these words catch me strong in multiple ways and allow me to slip into amazing places. i like that. among other things.
however, all of the works here have beautiful aspects to them which make them worthwhile to linger around in my skull. often the subtle, surfaces over time in this way—and i like that too.
aloha.