My Picks
and Comments
Thirty-five
Poets from these twelve countries wrote
one-hundred-sixty-six poems for the "Hearts Haiku
Thread: Australia, Bangladesh, Bulgaria, Canada,
Croatia, Finland, India, Philippines, Poland,
Romania, Trinidad and Tobago, United States.
My first
place pick:
distorted reflections—
long scratch
on the heart shaped mirror
# 64. Vania Stefanova, BG
I love this
one. When one looks into the mirror one is fractured,
seeing two parts of oneself. Why does one choose to
continue to use that mirror instead of obtaining a new
one? What is seen in the mirror? Her broken reflection
or not that at all--past memories. This is really
fascinating.
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I
love you...
she bites half the chocolate heart
I brought her
# 02. Chen-ou Liu, CA
Chen-ou
Liu's haiku is symbolic of true love. Sharing of
the heart, the life force. He takes only half as it
takes two parts to complete them as one.
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the
old maid—
a gold heart still hangs
on her necklace
# 09. Cristina-Monica Moldoveanu, RO
This is very
pretty; it suggests hope everlasting. When I read it I
see a sparkle to the gold.
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sidestepped—
an engraved heart
in the sand
# 14. Vania Stefanova, BG
This is
enchanting, like castles in sand. No one wants to step
on the dream.
_____
heart
transplant
he now soars on wings
of a poet's muse
# 19. Karin Anderson, AU
This is
poignant. A change of heart/ A new life/ can another's
heart transplanted maintain the soul of its owner?
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on
the dance floor
my heart
slowing to the beat
# 39. Bernard Gieske, US
The slowing
down, shows complacency, one who has shared a
lifetime and is content.
_____
hazy
winter moon
the scent from the chocolate heart
under her foot
# 46. Chen-ou Liu, CA
This puzzles
me a bit...is it under-foot as if like a hunter
following the prey, or under 'her' foot as it suggests
in the first line hazy, unsure, not sure-footed, or
broken?
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cop
following me
speeding up
my heart
# 49. Bernard Gieske, US
a senyru...I
think I would have arranged it like this:
a cop
follows me
my heart speeding
up.......
I think it
is funny rather than the usual slowing down when we see
a cop.
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my
foolish heart—
where do you hide
all those feelings?
# 57. Djurdja Vukelic-Rozic, CR
This is
pensive the fact that we have knowledge and love does
not necessarily lie in the brain, or perhaps we would
never love, but how can it be in our heart, it is an
organ like others, yet apart from others we can feel the
pang of hurt or excitement directly in our heart, why is
that a secret place?
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monitor—
his heart’s dips and coasts
but where is love?
# 73. Alegria Imperial, CA
This is one
that steals away the explanations of technology. There
is no machine thus far that can record the heart, soul
of a human.
_____
between two kisses
madness of a heart
and nothing else
# 76. Marija Pogorilic, CR
Yes, Lust!
The heart can trick us, or is it the heart or yet
another organ within us that can also control us that
cannot be monitored or even stopped by the brain. Both
love and lust are not a thinking process. How do we
discern? Sometimes we cannot.
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fetal
tones—
the echo
of my heart
# 91. Cara Holman, US
That
maternal feeling is so strong, so wonderful. Have you
ever imagined yourself in the womb? Can you feel
anything, does it bring back some sort of warmth or
contentment? The feeling of being with child, so
beautiful.
_____
a
Valentine card—
joy of pressing
the heart’s song
# 94. Karin Anderson, AU
I like this
on different levels. The song of the heart...being able
to press a button and hearing the heart's song...and
also on a vision impaired level.
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youth at the altar
she covers her son's heart
with white silk
# 106. Malvina Mileta, CR
This is
moving and shows love on many levels. Honor, purity,
hope, mother's love.
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rose
hip tea
the bloom has died
but soothes the heart
# 112. Neal Whitman, US
A wonderful
haiku. That initial attraction we have to one another,
usually visual, now turns into something else, something
more rewarding and lasting in times of hardship—the
memory of the bloom or youth, soothes us.
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starry night
above a smouldering fire
her freckles
# 123. Bouwe Brouwer, NL
This is very
cute. We never know sometimes what someone will find
endearing to them, when that arrow will strike us.
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Valentine's Day
in my son's exercise book
a broken heart drawing
# 133. Jacek Margolak, PL
If I found
this in my son's book, I would feel that pang of
sadness, that he had already discovered what it is to
love and to have his spirit broken for the first time.
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first
warm day
the candlelight dinner ends
with heartburn
# 147. Ralf Bröker, DE
Yeah I can
understand this...sometimes these things happen when we
want everything to be perfect...then suddenly...
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