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February 2008 Love Haiku Thread |
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Announcing February 2008 Love Haiku Thread
For February 2008
the theme of the monthly haiku thread is love. Writers may post
an unlimited number of haiku to the Thread.
All Haiku received will be posted on-line at February 2008 love haiku thread The Sketchbook editors will select their Monthly Haiku Choice from this thread for publication in the Friday, February 29, 2008 Sketchbook. Illustration by Judith Gorgone |
Read the February 29, 2008 Editor's Choices: Editor Karina Klesko, Editor John Daleiden
The following poets have contributed to the February 29, 2008 Love Haiku ThreadEd Baker, US; Israel Lopez Balan, MX; Gillena Cox, TT; Magdalena Dale, RO; John Daleiden, US; Tanya Dikova, IL; Lorin Ford, AU; Judith Gorgone, US; Bill Kenney, US; Catherine J. S. Lee, US; Vasile Moldovan, RO; Ruth Nott, US; Peter Pache, US; Pam Pignataro, US; Ruthanne Price, CA: Sophie Song, US; Zhanna P. Rader, US; Trish Shields, CA; Keith A. Simmonds, TT; John Stone, US; Melissa Spurr, CA; Aju Mukhopadhyay, IN; Tammy Lynn Whisman, US; Don Wiggins, US; Tad Wojnicki, US / TW
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autumn wind a leaf holds on i to you # 02. Judith Gorgone, US |
butterfly falling in love all over again # 03. Sophie Song, US |
hand into hand # 04. peter pache, US |
suddenly wind and rain just another love triangle # 05. Ed Baker, US |
the moon so full of memories # 06. Judith Gorgone, US |
baby love pj-padded feet following mine # 07. Ruthanne Price, CA |
miles apart we enjoy the moon together # 08. Melissa Spurr, CA |
some love affair where were you? # 09. Ed Baker, US |
lovers wish— by shadow of the moon it falls # 10. Judith Gorgone, US |
a clock fills the air between us— pressed roses # 11. Trish Shields, CA |
For you my heart's key forever # 12. Don Wiggins, US |
House deep in snow, running out of firewood— we burn up the sheets. # 13. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
wild orchid swaying in the breeze love me or leave me # 14. Ed Baker, US |
letters framed in an album— a winter moon # 15. Trish Shields, CA |
A mark on the brim of the cup... your lips # 16 Vasile Moldovan, RO |
Empty sand beach— she writes for her pilot, I LOVE YOU! # 17. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
Your love blooms within my heart year-round # 18. Don Wiggins, US |
Full moon just so you know I love her and her and her and her # 19. Ed Baker, US |
a box of chocolates on the night stand— melting Kisses # 20. Trish Shields, CA |
For her birthday, he selects a huge bouquet— her favorite flowers. # 21. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
Rafts on the river— under the warmth of the hearts ice floes melting # 22 Vasile Moldovan, RO |
just another love-poem I send to you and the bill for postage # 23 Sophie Song, US |
far beyond croaking this leap-for-love # 24. Ed Baker, US |
your tongue finds missed chocolate— finger paint # 25. Trish Shields, CA |
Valentine's Day, I ask, "What gift do you want?" Your usual: "Love." # 26. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
Remedy against our loneliness, two cups of tea # 27 Vasile Moldovan, RO |
picking a Valentine's card for my x-wife I say to the cashier: "I love only you." # 28. Ed Baker, US |
sitting quietly at a restaurant— dessert at home # 29. Trish Shields, CA |
Cheeks flushed, she watches two butterflies dance and opens her fan. # 30. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
A lime leaf instead of bookmarker... the old love story # 31. Vasile Moldovan, RO |
Full Moon Old Bonze here 67 yrs there 37 "I love The Juicy!" # 32. Ed Baker, US |
our children fight over candied hearts— the pulse at your throat # 33. Trish Shields, CA |
Short night— the parting lovers blow kisses to each other. # 34. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
Clothes hanging to dry— the evening breeze undresses the moon's kimono # 35. Vasile Moldovan, RO |
Old sigil in a new love: the first kiss # 36. Magdalena Dale, RO |
I remember the scent of autumn wedding bouquet # 37. Trish Shields, CA |
Skating, you draw a heart on the ice— I follow your path. # 38. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
last one with I think of making Love # 39. Ed Baker, US |
On the rope lost among the swaddling clothes the moon's kimono # 40. Vasile Moldovan, RO |
A dainty flower in the goblet of the heart is still alive # 41. Magdalena Dale, RO |
A note on his door, "I'll be back in a day" for some other woman. # 42. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
dark and cool beneath the date palms your shining eyes # 43. John Stone, US |
Bridal procesion— in the depth of the lake the moon's wedding ring # 44. Vasile Moldovan, RO |
full moon— my neighbours turn off the lights # 45. Israel Lopez Balan, MX |
Just you and me... and the starlit night scented with sea... # 46. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
On the old bench two lovers lit by lime blossoms # 47. Magdalena Dale, RO |
Wedding season— even the moon is wearing a bride veil # 48. Vasile Moldovan, RO |
sunday morning the electric blanket takes her place # 49. John Stone, US |
Wedding in the sky: a coronet of stars on the moon's head # 50. Vasile Moldovan, RO |
As we dance under the magnolia, can you hear my heart? # 51. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
Moonlight, between crickets and stars my yearning # 52. Magdalena Dale, RO |
The night tide laps the shore; the moon peeps into our tent. # 53. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
mourning dove . . . the widower puts away his wedding ring # 54. Bill Kenney, US |
passion— a hummingbird hovers around the red prayer flag # 55. Melissa Spurr, US |
attic window a ray of sunshine finds her hope chest # 56. John Stone, US |
Frosty branches— fervor of your lips on my palm # 57. Magdalena Dale, RO |
Merrily she kicks the summer sea at him— their loud laughter... # 58. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
In the public garden under the same lime tree other lovers # 59. Vasile Moldovan, RO |
linking arms at the crosswalk an old couple # 60. Bill Kenney, US |
Between us the vibration of air… a red dragonfly # 61. Magdalena Dale, RO |
your bloom my bloom the same bee # 62. Tad Wojnicki, US / TW |
Virtual spring affair— his voice on the phone, just as I imagined it. #63. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
neutered cat on the windowsill . . . full moon # 64. Bill Kenney, US |
Spring dusk— our hand-holding leads to a hug... to a kiss... # 65. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
lovers moon her bare shoulder splays the light # 66. John Stone, US |
Love blooms at the turning Of the lane, smiles in a rose bud; The air is inviting. # 67. Aju Mukhopadhyay, IN |
his wife long dead . . . now he never forgets their anniversary # 68. Bill Kenney, US |
you and me over the ruins of our walls # 69. Tanya Dikova, IL |
Two human shadows slip into the moonlit lake... merge... # 70. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
waves leave the shore; one brief caress # 71. Pam Pignataro, US |
Summer’s end— their romance revealed only to black-eyed susans... # 72. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
they tell each other "treatable" is good news hot wind # 73. Bill Kenney, US |
Cherry blossoms— the flexing of your biceps as you row the boat... # 74. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
your fleeting shadow tells me that you came, but didn’t call me by name. # 75. Aju Mukhopadhyay, IN |
Prairie grass under the lovers' backs, gleaming stars above # 76. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
breeze in our hair two open palms one into the other # 77. Tanya Dikova, IL |
fresh sheets a tangle of you and me # 78. Bill Kenney, US |
cold wind empty platform; then- your face # 79. Pam Pignataro, US |
She drift to sleep with thoughts of love— rainy days... # 80. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
how I wanted you could not have you for myself and still yearn for you # 81. Ruth Nott, US |
To keep love in tact is a hard struggle; often breaks like a flower vase. # 82. Aju Mukhopadhyay, IN |
rainy day memory the last time we did it a second time # 83. Bill Kenney, US |
Candlelight dinner— he puts a piece of melon to her mouth. # 84. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
new adventures call... experience of the flesh passion of the mind # 85. Ruth Nott, US |
candlelight shadows; memories of your touch # 86. Pam Pignataro, US |
positive . . . waiting for him to call she hugs her news # 87. Bill Kenney, US |
lovers wish by shadow of the moon it falls # 88. Judith Gorgone, US |
happy hour he tells me again he doesn't miss her # 89. Bill Kenney, US. |
That innocent time when we picked dandelions for each other... # 90. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
Mass in the morning love in the afternoon keeping it holy # 91. Bill Kenney, US |
in flowered lace over rose-colored silk: the bride blooms # 92. Pam Pignataro, US |
salty, bittersweet... the taste of love is varied as is the menu # 93. Ruth Nott, US |
She shares with him her Dulse seaweed—the tint and the taste of her lips... # 94. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
redeployed he tells his wife not to worry # 95. Bill Kenney, US |
you didn't know you were my muse; a year gone by # 96. Pam Pignataro, US |
total emersion in you, in your smile, your eyes, drowning yet alive # 97. Ruth Nott, US |
yesterday, today and all our days— forever, my love # 98. John Daleiden, US |
Our secret date— the wind strips the cherry of its blossoms. # 99. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
memories of you hanging charms on a bracelet one always dangles # 100. Judith Gorgone, US |
Snowflake kisses melting into teardrop wine cloud picnic # 101. Tammy Lynn Whisman, US |
where you have touched me your tender imprint remains— branded, I am yours # 102. Ruth Nott, US |
Tanning at the beach— paper letters "M I K E," stuck to her back. # 103. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
Valentine's Day she asks her aging husband if he needs to pee # 104. Bill Kenney, US |
two swans gliding— along the garden path hand in hand # 105. John Daleiden, US |
two eels make violent love shocking # 106. Melissa Spurr, US |
a bowl filled with candy kisses I missed a spot! # 107. Trish Shields, CA |
Daffodils in bloom, the color of your hair— the silk of your skin... # 108. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
her small hand wraps around my finger my heart slain easily # 109. Trish Shields, CA |
my cat Love just peed on my Literary Estate now she's licking her ass # 110. Ed Baker, US |
plum blossoms adorn couple’s hair— love in the air # 111. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
Dogwood blossoms... The hat brim hides her eyes— the charm of her lower face... # 112. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
is it love? a moth in the glow of my bed lamp # 113. Lorin Ford, AU |
two bodies spooning at dawn breakfast in bed # 114. Trish Shields, CA |
full moon looking back over my shoulder # 115. Ed Baker, US |
Honeysuckle breeze... Your kiss in my dream felt so real! # 116. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
love rekindling... octogenarians stargazing in the park # 117. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
the tip of her tongue caresses a strawberry winter thaw # 118. Trish Shields, CA |
store window - - L*O*V*E sequined on a red tee # 119. Gillena Cox, TT |
Not sure of your love... The wind sways the willow's tender catkins... # 120. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
love blossoms under the plum tree— two hearts beat as one # 121. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
moonlit lake the rhythm of our paddles and our hearts # 122. Catherine J. S. Lee, US |
love letters— now the sparks fly up the chimney # 123. Lorin Ford, AU |
Valentine's Day one "shoebox" card old dog snoring # 124. A. D. Winans, US |
dog guards his master stuck in the snow: symphony of love # 125. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
Lilacs in bloom... First "catch me!" then a kiss... # 126. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
we two, and the same unspoken wish shooting star # 127. Catherine J. S. Lee, US |
My Christmas luck: we bump into each other under the mistletoe. # 128. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
high water rising seagull riding choppy waves "Muddy Watters" Blues # 129. A. D. Winans, US |
Bench under an oak— the April moon shines just for you and me. # 130. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
valentine's day— these red roses tell you how much? # 131. John Daleiden, US |
the old couple fall in love again— under the cherry tree # 132. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
this long night memories of things we left unsaid # 133. Catherine J. S. Lee, US |
In the spring twilight, are you watching it too? Full moon... # 134. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
two lovers intertwined outside crickets sing mating calls early spring rhapsody # 135. A. D. Winans, US |
two friends strolling down memory lane... love at the rendez-vous 136. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
Waiting and waiting for his e-mails in the morning another lonely day # 137. Angelika Kolompar, CA |
His words in the train car, snatched by a mountain tunnel... Was it "...love you"? # 138. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
sunset sail a love song floating from his guitar # 139. Catherine J. S. Lee, US |
They listen to the evening tide, her hand in his. # 140. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
aids pandemic across Africa— love in exile # 141. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
one washes the other dries full moon # 142. Bill Kenney |
windows opening to welcome spring... promises of love # 143. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
A seaside cabin— the August night's full of intimate whispers. # 144. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
two hearts one throb: love # 145. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
A date in a grove— their kiss is twelve "coo-coo!" long. # 146. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
she opens her heart to accept my love: spring festival # 147. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
The sea night does not miss the gull cries as much as I miss you. # 148. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
a pair of swans glide through weeping willows memories of us # 149. Catherine J. S. Lee, US |
moist kisses after the quarrel... love vindicated # 150. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
an infant's cry from pangs of labour— a mother's love 151. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
Forget-me-nots— she sees his eyes in every petal. # 152. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
rumpled sheets light through venetian blinds striping his abs # 153. Catherine J. S. Lee, US |
wilting love— a bouquet of roses from the bargain shop # 154. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
his face all angles in moonshadow— that old argument # 155. Catherine J. S. Lee, US |
His iris bouquet— the clouds give way to a bright rainbow. # 156. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
Spring date: his coat on her shoulders, her purse in his hands... # 157. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
He died for me on Calvary hill... greatest love of all # 158. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
tropical midnight slow dancing on the glimmering sand # 159. Catherine J. S. Lee, US |
a full moon replete with secrets of our love # 160. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
His eyes open a pair of blue irises look into her brown # 161. Angelika Kolompar, CA |
on the subway furtive glances: sparks of love # 162. Keith A. Simmonds, TT |
love: a prayer for world peace # 163. Keith Simmonds, TT |
With a whiff of a stranger's perfume, thoughts of my spring affair. # 164. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
In old age their love still warm Spring sunshine # 165. Angelika Kolompar, CA |
Her daydreams: flying into his window on damselfly wings... # 166. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
The old couple their wrinkled hands hold each others # 167. Angelika Kolompar, CA |
a lonely dog guarding his master's grave— the power of love # 168. Keith Simmonds, TT |
In the hospital he gives her his last gift of blue irises # 169. Angelika Kolompar, CA |
Her young-heart thoughts: which passer-by I might have choosen for a husband? # 170. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
Newly wed thier coffee grows cold one more kiss # 171. Angelika Kolompar, CA |
Climbing the mountain— fast heartbeat, tingling in my face... blossoms at their peak. # 172. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
Blue irises glow with love for her soft purring # 173. Angelika Kolompar, CA |
the painter in face of nature depicting love # 174. Keith Simmonds, TT |
Sweet, nostalgic tune from the seashore cottage— we sigh in unison # 175. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
I close my eyes, your image lulls and warms me— gardenia fragrance... # 176. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
perfect love— rainbow of colours across my heart # 177. Keith Simmonds, TT |
Kissing, off guard, we fall into a crevice— a cuckoo's plaintive call... # 178. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
young lovers gazing at the stars— hearts throbbing # 179. Keith Simmonds, TT |
Her silhouette, like a magnet for his eyes now fogging with tears. # 180. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
a setting sun in tropical ecstasy... their first love # 181. Keith Simmonds, TT |
Lost in the mountains, I call for you loudly— only the echo... # 182. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
spring dawn comes on light wings of joy: harbinger of love # 183. Keith Simmonds, TT |
"Love me?" "As this camellia is red." Thirty years of marriage... # 184. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
silky sunrise a mosaic of wonder— love beckons # 185. Keith Simmonds, TT |
He walks me up and down the sun-drenched hills, each next one's smaller. # 186. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
mother earth bleeds for man's dubious love ... a cross to bear # 187. Keith Simmonds, TT |
The Iced Pansies, colorful blooms in fallen leaves— our winter love. # 188. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
These unsaid words, hidden deeply in her heart— leaves frozen in a pool. # 189. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
"Love's like a bonfire, needs to be maintained," she says. The drought this summer... # 190. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
The moonlight on this jasmine-scented night— her love fantasies... # 191. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
Wanton blossoms— and the bee does not seem to have enough of them. # 192. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
I write your dear name in the sand— the autumn wind steals it... # 193. Zhanna P. Rader, US. |
Lush red lobelia at the mouth of the river— our late love. 194. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
Her love poems, just white clouds in the sky on a dreamy day. # 195. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
"By the sea, by the beautiful sea..." our summer romance... # 196. Zhanna P. Rader, US |
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Read the February 29, 2008 Editor's Choices: Editor Karina Klesko, Editor John Daleiden |