Welcome to the January 2022 issue of brass bell: a haiku journal.
The theme this month is morning.
Contributing poets are from Argentina, Australia, Brazil, Canada, Denmark, Ecuador, Ghana, India, Ireland, Italy, Japan, Malaysia, New Zealand, Pakistan, Poland, Romania, Singapore, the Netherlands, the United Kingdom, and the United States
first bee
rolling dew
out of a flower
Adjei Agyei-Baah
that time of morning
when a biscuit
calls
ai li
a quiet morning
like all other mornings
in this wounding time
Alan Bern
dawn walk
the deer and i
equally startled
Alan Peat
Christmas morning
the cats wrap themselves
in ribbons
Alexis Rotella
morning
same clouds
as yesterday
Ana Drobot
dawn’s embrace just me and the last star
Angela Giordano
sun in my eyes
a rose opens
clothes are hanging on the line
Angiola Inglese
morning . . . the baby still hungry
I don’t look
in the bathroom mirror
Antonia Matthew
post-op walk
clouds take all morning
to cross the sky
Barbara Kaufmann
sunrise
coyote collects
his shadow
Barbara Sabol
Kokopelli
playing his flute
to the rising sun
Barbara Tate
morning chill
but i won’t turn up the heat
channeling dad
Barrie Levine
New Year’s Day —
the sun sleeps late
too
Bill Waters
once again
early morning dares to interrupt
my deepest sleep
Blue Waters
morning forecast
a blue jay feather
on the front stoop
Brad Bennett
morning dreams
interrupted
mourning doves
Bryan D. Cook
morning grey
dried to the spoon
an old teabag
Bryan Rickert
driving backroads
in the morning rain
all is calm
C. Robin Janning
what luck
these collards on the stove
new year’s morn
C.R. Harper
first light
pristine snow
on the path
Carol Judkins
solstice dawn
the first thing I read
haiku
Carole Johnston
feeling my age —
even before breakfast
I check the obits
Carole MacRury
dawn stirring sparrows
Caroline Skanne
the storm continues
I finish the whole pot
by noon
Charles Trumbull
snow geese
unzip the morning sky
my journey starts
Chen-ou Liu
dim sum breakfast
at the steamy table
small talk
Christina Chin
dark morning
still deeply steeped
in nightmares
Christina Sng
morning walk
feeling as relaxed
as a wet noodle
Claire Vogel Camargo
spider at dawn
builds
a wireless network
Dan Iulian
morning coffee —
my haiku mind
percolates
Deborah Burke Henderson
morning roar
of the juicer
winter oranges
Deborah P Kolodji
winter morning
a warm breath
on the orchid
Donna Fleischer
morning mist . . .
mom doesn’t remember
dad’s name
Florin C. Ciobica
morning tea —
sharing the verandah
with a ring-necked parrot
Geethanjali Rajan
slow morning
the steady hum
from the cast iron kettle
Hifsa Ashraf
first scribbles
in my new journal
morning bird songs
Jackie Chou
sixteen eyes
staring as I wake —
her stuffed animals
Janice Doppler
dawn light . . . each dune . . . slowly shape shifting
Jay Friedenberg
this morning too
mama dancing
with Frank Sinatra
Jill Lange
morning alarm clock
reset three times
then unplugged
Jim Mazza
fly fishing
at dawn in Montana
still outwitted by bass
Jo Balistreri
morning sun
reveals a gold ring
lost on last night’s walk
Joan Leotta
blown back
my evening prayer
repeated in morning light
Joanna Ashwell
e-subscription
my dog still searches for
the morning newspaper
John J. Dunphy
morning flowers
and the wavy shadow
of a centipede
Jorge Giallorenzi
morning video call —
mum asks me
to come back soon
Julia Guzman
early wake up call
the rooster
who lives next door
Kath Abela Wilson
my mug for morning tea
sports a spotted hen . . .
i call her dottie
Kathleen Kramer
cold foggy morning
only the geraniums
give my world color
Katya Sabaroff Taylor
grey morning
if only our paths
would cross again
kris moon
white dawn
a poem writes itself
in my head
Kristen Lindquist
morning . . .
i release the night
from my breath
Lakshmi Iyer
enough early sun
to make the ice lawn
look like quartz
Laurinda Lind
dew anoints a headstone angel
Lorraine A. Padden
mid morning
an eagle glides
around my lethargy
Madhuri Pillai
morning rush
make-up
at the red light
Margaret Walker
lotus opening
the sequence of my
sun salutation
Marilyn Fleming
eucalypt canopy
a koala stretches its paw
towards morning sun
Marilyn Humbert
sunny morning
the snowman loosens
his scarf
Marta Chocilowska
cars awash
with cherry blossoms . . .
first light
Mary Kendall
even the chipped mug
looks beautiful
this rainy morning
Maya Daneva
in the snow
and silence of the morning
a black cat tiptoes
Michael Flanagan
early morning the ambling magic of mushrooms
Michael Gallagher
slow rising sun
I beat the birds
to the feeders
Michael G. Smith
i walk with doughnuts
into an orange sunrise
vivid as wildfire
Mimi Foyle
blackbird’s song begins with the sun’s first rays
Mirela Brailean
early morning reading the Torah no bees yet in the bee balm
Miriam Sagan
breakfast surprise
the wren and i
face to face
Nancy Shires
morning ritual
brewing basil tea
a haiku bubbles
Neena Singh
old postman
my morning mail
and a tip of his hat
Pat Davis
crime fiction my perfect start to the day
Paul Beech
hungry eyes
four feral cats pace waiting
for breakfast
Pris Campbell
street fish market
the salty taste
of morning traffic
Richard L. Matta
sunny morning
I lose my shadow
in the grove
Rosa Clement
morning fog
the screech of
bus tyres
Sherry Grant
morning lurches on
the cat remains unconvinced
of most ideas
Stacey Murphy
stunning red sunrise
forecast of coming snowfall
please . . . some deep, deep drifts
Sue Norvell
black crow caw-cawing
the only thing between me
and a morning nap
Teresa Yatsko
blueberries tumbling in the colander my morning plans
Theresa A. Cancro
morning clouds
i pull the night
back into my bones
Tiffany Shaw-Diaz
winter milking
popping outside a minute
to see the rising sun
Tina Wright
sunrise
one stone buddha blinks
to another
Tom Clausen
quiet morning
a scarecrow greets
the farmer
Valentina Ranaldi-Adams
this little crack
to let morning light into
my favourite poem
Vibeke Laier
last dawn
at the hospital window
jasmine blooms
Wieslaw Karlinski
stirring oatmeal for us kids
dad remembers
cooking for the troops
Wilda Morris
another gray morning
walking for miles
searching for the sun
Yvonne Fisher
early morning walk
meeting a squirrel
with a great sense of humor
Zee Zahava
milkshake
for breakfast
bananas everywhere
Zoe Grant
Saturday, January 1, 2022
morning haiku — from sunrise to noon
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