Poetry competition CLOSED 27th October 2019 1:39am
WINNER
souladareatease
souladareatease
RUNNER-UP:
cold_fusion
Cafe Critique 1(Haiku)
Anonymous
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Bamboo between reeds
soft grass in silt sways with wind
skies infinite yearn
Fragile paper home
frost in sunshine burning through
dwelling only ghosts
Rice fields we toil
evening dumplings soothe and sate
swift nights sleep repeats
soft grass in silt sways with wind
skies infinite yearn
Fragile paper home
frost in sunshine burning through
dwelling only ghosts
Rice fields we toil
evening dumplings soothe and sate
swift nights sleep repeats
Anonymous
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Final Forest Haikus 10.0
(i) Vivid
Large clump of green ferns
Like a beautiful peacock
Just more emerald
(ii) The Fallen
Fallen trees are fine
When nature can take its course
Chain saws not welcome
(iii) Brown
Autumn brown leaves
Littering the forest floor
Green ones coming
(iv) Go Viral
Spirits beckon me
The power of forest trees
Natures’ infection
(v) Electricity Pass
Forest lacks sockets
Nowhere to charge my cell phone
I do not miss it
(vi) It's Alive
Treetops wave hello
There is no wind to speak of
They are so alive
(vii) A Wake
Shed a forest tear
The fairies join in mourning
Loathed to say goodbye
(viii) Pondering
I sit and ponder
A deep sadness fills my soul
Has the magic left
(ix) Funeral
It feels like I've died
Forest comrades no more
Like death: all is still
(x) Question
I left the forest
Slowly and for the last time
Am I really out
Not a competition entry
(i) Vivid
Large clump of green ferns
Like a beautiful peacock
Just more emerald
(ii) The Fallen
Fallen trees are fine
When nature can take its course
Chain saws not welcome
(iii) Brown
Autumn brown leaves
Littering the forest floor
Green ones coming
(iv) Go Viral
Spirits beckon me
The power of forest trees
Natures’ infection
(v) Electricity Pass
Forest lacks sockets
Nowhere to charge my cell phone
I do not miss it
(vi) It's Alive
Treetops wave hello
There is no wind to speak of
They are so alive
(vii) A Wake
Shed a forest tear
The fairies join in mourning
Loathed to say goodbye
(viii) Pondering
I sit and ponder
A deep sadness fills my soul
Has the magic left
(ix) Funeral
It feels like I've died
Forest comrades no more
Like death: all is still
(x) Question
I left the forest
Slowly and for the last time
Am I really out
Not a competition entry
Rose’s Petals
Rain nor sun matters
As a rose’s petals curl
Like a crooked smile
As a rose’s petals curl
Like a crooked smile
Written by eswaller
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Haiku #34 almost rained again
almost rained last night
again...like the night before
almost...but not quite...
Written by Ely
(E.A.Rothwell)
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