Welcome to the November issue of brass bell: a haiku journal. This month's theme is morning.
Contributors come from Argentina, Australia, Brazil, Bulgaria, Canada, Croatia, Denmark, England, France, Germany, Ghana, India, Ireland, New Zealand, Nigeria, Oman, Poland, Romania, Scotland, Tunisia, and The United States
an early bird
at the tail of a late worm
first light
- Adjei Agyei-Baah
huge bright morning moon
after last night's lunar eclipse —
let us speak again
- Alan Bern
a tourist thing, pants rolled, walking barefoot in the morning sea
- Alan Catlin
book of birdsong
the compartments
in my body
- Alan Summers
morning . . .
the same pain
repeats itself
- Ali Znaidi
morning . . .
the basil plant
already worshiped
- Ajaya Mahala
reflections in the placid lake —
behind my narcissistic self
the sun rises
- Amauri Solon
morning —
one dry leaf
gets off the bus
- Ana Drobot
November morning —
the cemetery gate
opens
- Anna Goluba
plum season
all of a sudden
shorter mornings
- Anne Burgevin
traffic jam
I turn up the volume
of morning report
- Anne Curran
my green antennae
waving good morning in the air
and your green antennae, too!
- ayaz daryl nielsen
chilly dawn my loneliness turns to chickadees
- Barbara Kaufmann
morning sun
remembering what should be
forgotten
- Barbara Tate
walking to school
cowbird egg
now a child's gift
- Ben Mitchell
leaves and rain
fall together
this dim autumn morning
- Bill Waters
blackbird
drinking morning dew from
a fallen pear
- Bozena Zernec
carried in a blackbird's beak the rising sun
- Caroline Skanne
wild dance
the day begins
with porridge
- Chandler Hennessy Scott-Smith
morning yoga —
in my cupped hands
the floating sun
- Charishma Navneet Gupta
breezy morning
the scent of steamed buns
ends meditation
- Chen-ou Liu
first light
a fuzzy head pops out
of a nest
- Christine L. Villa
first snow
a young dog entertains
the morning
- D. V. Rozic
a gust
through the windsock
morning chill
- Dave Read
pre-dawn power cut
the unfailing fanfare
of sunrise
- David J. Kelly
sunrise sunflower heads dangling a charm of finches
- Debbie Strange
downtown
the distance from bed
on Sunday morning
- Devin Harrison
frosty morning
i write my wish on
the window
- Emmanuel Jessie Kalusian
the morning's promise:
every day is new
every day is the same
- Frank Robinson
the taste of the morning blackberry smile in the yard
- Gergana Yaninska
I wash my morning bowl over last night's dishes
- Glenn Ingersoll
seagull
on a streetlamp
morning light
- Helen Buckingham
when i was a boy
the hens in our backyard
quizzed me before school
- Jack Goldman
Terlingua dawn
a muster of tumbleweeds
laces the horizon
- Jan Benson
sunrise
I share my prayer
with a late cricket
- Janina Kowal
at dawn . . .
mangroves
white with wings
- Jo Balistreri
sunrise duet
a sparrow's song
the whistling kettle
- Joan Corr
listening to a soft symphony of morning raindrops
- Joan McNerney
tension in the air
will it rain or snow
this autumn morning
- Joann Grisetti
his cap and stick
in the cupboard . . .
her morning walk
- Joanna M. Weston
central farm time
milking the cows before
the cock crows
- Karen O'Leary
one lifelong rival —
my shadow — appears at sunrise
frost lingers
- Karla Linn Merrifield
my alarm wild parrots
- Katha Abela Wilson
how many flowers
can i count as i wander
in morning garden
- Katya Sabaroff Taylor
veil of darkness
the sun rises
in every lotus
- Kumarendra Mallick
ceiling watching before the alarm
- Lance Robertson
refugees across the village
rooster on the fence
wakes us all
- Lavana Kray
pumpkin pie for breakfast November morning
- Linda Keeler
evidence
of a night of weeping —
morning dew
- Lolly Williams
morning delay
the train blows
a trail of dew
the train blows
a trail of dew
- Lovette Carter
loud knocking wakes me —
woodpecker learning he can't
eat vinyl siding
- Margaret Fisher Squires
sunray
knocking at
the ant hill
- Marinko Kovačević
morning light
hand in hand
we test the pond ice
- Mark E. Brager
morning lake
a bather turns her back
to the swan
- Marta Chocilowska
the moon's face
fading into cloud
morning wind
- Maureen Sudlow
at first light the blue bird flies away taking my dream
- Nicole Pottier
misty morning
one lantern
still on
- Nina Kovačić
morning storm —
the garden Buddha
becomes a snowman
- Pamela A. Babusci
first light . . .
the delicate pink
of a periwinkle
- Paresh Tiwari
damp pillow . . .
dogged by these
morning blues
- Pat Geyer
marshmallow kisses
and sun in the little cup—
breakfast for two
- Petruta Ionescu
out of business
the merry-go-round
takes in sunrise
- Phyllis Lee
early morning
sun under the pigeon's wings
comes and goes and comes
- philip d noble
first catch
the rising sun
in the old man's net
- Rachel Sutcliffe
day moon beyond the fog my childhood forest
-Ramona Linke
trellis
twisting glory
morning glory
- Robert Henry Poulin
almost morning
the hummingbird returns
to its fake flower
- Rosa Clement
I, too,
woke up late —
wild violets
- Sanjuktaa Asopa
breakfast at dawn apricot sky
- Simon Hanson
morning tea
she runs her finger
around the pacific rim
- Sondra J. Byrnes
sleepy toddler
on his mother's shoulder
catching morning train
- Stefica Vanjek
opening the shades
to let the morning light in —
two sparrows staring
- Stephen Page
summer morning —
a rooster struts past
the weathervane's shadow
- Theresa A. Cancro
not a hint of cloud
in the morning sky . . .
silent sunrise
- Tim Gardiner
spider morning mandala sparkles on my clothesline
- Tina Wright
morning by the sea —
washing my shaving brush
in the waves
- Tomislav Maretić
simple truth
of a rainy dawn
missing her
- Tricia Knoll
morning splash
a single duckling
longing for company
- Vibeke Laier
morning miracle
touch a flower
another one flourishes
- Victoria Fatu Nalatiu
trembling dawnlight —
a spider moves its web
nearer to the fireplace
- Virginia Posescu
why create new rituals?
each morning
we open our eyes
- Zee Zahava
in search of mushrooms —
in the morning fog
cyclamens only
- Zlata Bogovic
