Haiku Creatrix - Issue 6 September 2009
Selector/Editor: Maureen Sexton
Haiku and Senryu
In this issue:
Rose Van Son
Liana Joy Christensen
Meryl Manoy
Natasha L Adams
Nicholas Barwell
Raquel Bailey
Kate Keating
Mike Burdett
Gary Colombo De Piazzi
winter sun
armchair recovered
an open book
spring shower
beneath the trellis
a dandelion chain
on the line
grandmother's apron
folds in the wind
autumn light
fruit ripe
on mother's guava
forest floor
under gum leaves
winter cache
burnt trunk
in winter light
a xanthorrhea grove
carved from an olive branch
grandmother's rolling pin
old roses
grandmother's garden
flowering still
Highly commended in the 2009 Creatrix Haiku Prize
winter cloud
along the gravel path
lichen grows
fishing
in evening light
heron ripples the Swan
Rose van Son
frost cracks
dark trails on silver grass
hidden snails remain
winter harbour
starfish under grease slick
joy yields to sorrow
stingrays glide
turn blue to gold leaf
origami
Liana Joy Christensen
ebb and flow
tai-chi practice
on the beach
winner of 2009 Creatrix Haiku Prize
sunny day
children in the park
birds flurry
autumn winds
walkers leaning
leaves swirl
raging storms
trees uprooted
shattered nests
Meryl Manoy
spring sunshine
weeping gum
nana’s lace curtains
wattle blossom
scattered on gravel track
winter
mothers group
honey eater clucks
loudly
black cockatoo
drops gumnut
on the children below
Natasha L Adams
the brewery dog
is wearing quite a smile
this morning
sunday golf
losing a ball –
finding a frog
me, my book
and the ticking of the
library clock
mindfully –
I pick the red nasturtiums
filling the window
a single sunflower
Nicholas Barwell
summer solstice
a wind gust skims
her final chapter
first day of summer
her little smile
finally blossoms
through the peep hole
his words
bigger than him
bait:
her tattoo
catches his eye
Raquel Bailey
five Morellos
sour flush
we are out of sugar
the yellow lichen
daubs the weathered stone cross
painting out her name
elderberries,
plentiful and ripe, hang above
the blood-stained path
a pylon, the highest
point of the hill, has tree roots
at its foundations
no Indian summer,
he dead heads wet roses
dark before sundown
Kate Keating
‘Reflections on Michael Jackson’
the glove
reaching out
black or white
moonwalker
not of this earth
he departs
man in the mirror
what does he see
not himself
moonwalkers
here and there
Jackson and Armstrong
a sparrow
on stage
an eagle
the boy-man
behind the mask
lost
the child
of the child
in tears
in death
his genius
our compassion
in death
his anguish
unmasked
the boy
unknown to himself
the man
Mike Burdett
pink everlastings
unfold and face the sun –
ballerinas curtsy
his walk determined
stride quick rarely glance
opportunities missed
over the wall
opalescent flood waters flow
overburdened with debris
Major Mitchell parrot
goose steps across the grass
resplendent in black
Gary de Piazzi
