by kwesi kwatia
(Accra-Ghana)
On her birthday this summer
I took her to watch the sea
how it kisses the shore
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by Sukmawati Komala
(Jakarta, Indonesia)
color my mind
show me dramas
gone when I wake up
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by kwesi kwatia
(Accra-Ghana)
The feathers of your love
shall surely cover me warm
in the day of winter
by Rituporna Gogoi
(Nazira, Assam, India)
She opened her arms
Looked at me with hope, I had
No change to give her
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About the author: "I am from North-East India, studying engineering and also interested in painting, music and creative writing. When we walk across a Indian street we have to see certain undesirable things."
by jefferson
(Belfast PA USA)
Bluish cool water
Inviting calling come here
Gladly I dive in
by william teague
(NYC)
Handheld face
Sipping lips - drinking mouths
Eyes fall, now see.
by Albert Savick
(Latvia, Rezekne)
Summer breeze floats above fields
Shaking gold hay piles on great hills
Ruthless flame scorches nature growth
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About the author: "In some moments, my mind can't think other way, as only Haiku can describe to others, how it was. I believe, Haiku can access a mind reading experience, which we can't do in natural way."
by Yves Boyomo
(Oregon)
The weather`s changing.
Sadness has filled people`s hearts.
January is here.
by Mrs. Herandez
(Chicago)
Mr. Hernadez
Running shirtless through the park
I am scarred for life
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by SuriShiva KUmar
(Melbourne)
silly confused plants
harbinger an early spring
fifty eighth more to come!
by jefferson
(Belfast PA USA)
I don't like my dog
white fluffy and too needy
Yet he's all I have
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About the author: " Moderately depressed postman from PA who loves History and the Arts"
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by William Teague
(NYC)
Help Wanted
Apply Within
Great Benefits!
by Adorabelle Neron
(Evansville, IN)
Fields blemished by heat
Patches of lifeless, seared sod
Saved only by Summer's rain
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About the author: "I've been battling with an unknown illness for months, and writing has become a savior to me. It distracts me from how I physically feel and allows me to embrace what I feel on a more emotional, metaphysical, and intellectual level."
by yemi famodun
(nigeria)
Your womb will bear fruits
Three once or one trice bear them
To make our forest
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About the author: "Yemi Famodun lives in Lagos. Loves reading, writing, inquiring and experimenting to make things better."
by Susan
(California, usa)
Anger is a dark shadow
a willow tree weeps
moonbeams light the sky
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About the author: "Sometimes poetry is hard to put out. I write usually when I have something that creates deep emotions. I like haiku because it's short and I can do it easily with all my emotions. Happy, sad. Wonder of nature. It helps me to see what I might not be seeing around me."
by Janet
(Menomonie, WI)
Yoga mat to class
Santa Monica says yes
Go now to down dog
by Jonathan Kent
(Kent)
My little tiger
why wear that suit? When you were
young you looked so cute
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About the author: "My name is Jonathan Kent, 25 ironically also from Kent. I have developed a passion for writing and experimenting with poetry. While, as you can probably tell, I am in my early stages, I still find great pleasure in wrestling with the challenges that poetry offers. I am currently working on writing a novel and will endeavour to write more poetry.
It is important for all artists to gain feedback and helpful criticism to aid their own development; I certainly welcome any comments, tips and suggestions. Thank you."
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by PA Escalante
(Geneva, Switzerland)
Embrace tightens 'round
Lovers' hearts soon to be 'part
Worries not the heart
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About the author: "PA Escalante has been writing since high school and seeks to live by the words she writes."
by kwesi kwatia
(Accra-Ghana)
My love for her
grows stronger at sunup
and mightier at sundown
by James Finch
(UK)
On summer thermals
A hawk circles in silence
Below, a mouse rears.