Saturday, October 1, 2016

haiku written on September 22, 2016

Welcome to the October 2016 issue of brass bell: a haiku journal.

This month's collection features poems that were written on a single date: September 22, 2016.

Contributors are from: Argentina, Australia, Brazil, Canada, Croatia, Denmark, England, Ireland, Northern Ireland, Poland, Singapore, Turkey, the U.K., and the United States

before dawn
lights switched on
opening doors to let light out
    - Alan Bern

morning hesitates — deep fog lingers
    - Alan Catlin

new season
aubergine pimpernels climb
the bedroom wall
    - Alan Summers

not a single leaf left
on the guava tree —
hard work sweeping the yard
    - Amauri Solon

the sun halfway
to my winter chair
    - Barbara Kaufmann

first day of autumn
Christmas garlands
    - Barbara Tate

season of change . . .
leaf by golden leaf
the sweet gum
    - Bill Waters

grandma hangs quilts
on the line —
I bring fall leaves
    - Brenda Roberts

lost in the clouds
what happened
    - C. Robin Janning

6 months missing
i start feeding a cat
that looks like mine
    - Caroline Skanne

excuse for my new shawl open window
    - Christina Martin

this delicate dance
of avoiding each other
scenic route
    - Christina Sng

rotten posts
the barbed wire leans
on a milkweed
    - Dan Schwerin

when did clothes
go out of fashion?
naked mannequins
    - David J. Kelly

dancing alone
I embrace
my flaws
    - Debbi Antebi

the bleached husk
of a small crayfish . . .
summer wanes
    - Debbie Strange

moonlight walk
a ghost wind rearranges
the fallen leaves
    - Dottie Piet

after fifty years —
sex is not sex anymore
it's life itself
    - Frank Robinson

back from vacation
a voicemail message
what's my password
    - Glenn Ingersoll

afternoon migraine —
because of left-handedness
chaos in the guest room
    - Goran Gatalica

snooze alarm
the cat and I
close our eyes again
    - Hannah Mahoney

autumn equinox
the eye of the storm
blazes down
    - Helen Buckingham

scudding clouds
under a bridge the fitful
flap of bats
    - Jan Benson

grocery run —
a stand of mums
with a hundred tiny harvest moons
    - Jennifer Hambrick

the cat interrupts my nap— a fat grasshopper
    - Jim Roser

an apple blossom breeze . . .
longing for something
i cannot name
    - Jo Balistreri

first day of autumn
put sunscreen lotion away
take out blankets
    - Joan McNerney

traffic jam
at the 4-way stop
7 a.m.
    - Joanna M. Weston

leftovers again half a day moon
    - Julie Warther

mournful lights of night —
aurora borealis —
green veils, white shrouds
    - Karla Linn Merrifield

two canna lilies
you and I bloom today
in the garden pond
    - Kath Abela Wilson

hummingbird poses
on spiky autumn flowers —
but my pen is too slow
    - Katya Taylor

fall hike
ziploc bag in a pocket
for cranberries
    - kjmunro

one smaller maple
down the street
always turns first
    - Madeleine Cohen Oakley

plane window
so close yet so far
day moon
    - Madhuri Pillai

urban walk
the tractor trailer's shadow
runs me over
    - Marianne Paul

at your graveside
oblivious to the rain
    - Marion Clarke

autumn equinox —
my plane flies to the southern
    - Marta Chocilowska

half moon
the things I meant
to say
    - Martha Magenta

long drive into fall
Kiri Te Kanawa
sings colors to the trees
    - Marty Blue Waters

shortening days
same amount
of writing time
    - Michael G. Smith

yellow chamisa, purple asters — every year your yahrzeit
    - Miriam Sagan

on an old chair
a toy and a bone
    - Nada Jacmenica

night sky
Ursa Major
with extra red star
    - Nancy Brady

garden parrot
calls us into
the tropical greenhouse
    - Pat Davis

no passersby
my mind wanders . . .
this acorned street
    - Pat Geyer

crickets singing —
already the hydrangea heads
are bent with dew
    - Phoebe Lakin

dark attic
no place for a doll
that used to need me
    - Phyllis Lee

downhill racer
my good eye no longer
my good eye
    - Pris Campbell

hard rain
the difference between knowing
and not
    - Rachel Sutcliffe

windless afternoon
in my wind chimes
a baby gecko
    - Rosa Clement

the floral carpet blooms
in the sunroom
    - Simon Hanson

city park
brown circles
where trees were
    - Skaidrite Stelzer

wild asters push
through bleached branches —
september light
    - Sondra J. Byrnes

alone on the lake
hearing whispered confessions
from the red lighthouse
    - Stacey Murphy

unable to write
i look up from my page—
a robin watching me
    - Stephen Page

september heat —
woolen sweaters
hibernate under my bed
    - Sue Norvell

suspended in time
softly fallen leaf
in the spider's web
    - Susan Lang

pillow talk —
daybreak in the curl
of a rose petal   
    - Theresa A. Cancro

until I see you again palace swans
    - Tim Gardiner

all this pretty day
i think of the forest walk
i will take then don't
    - Tina Wright

coming to morning light
beetle hieroglyphics
on a log
    - Tom Clausen

the bower birds'
choice of blue
buttons and sky
    - Tricia Knoll

parallel motion —
the train car
and a blue heron
    - Valentina Ranaldi-Adams

keeping stars alive
on rice paper
autumn calligraphy
    - Vibeke Laier

wrapping the house
in a polka dot scarf —
i wake up laughing
    - Zee Zahava