white petals--
the smell of flowers
over the tomb

—Israel López Balan
        

About the author: I'm a mexican buddhist with a jewish name and mayan-spanish last names, who writes japanese haiku in english... What a cocktailized world!

Responses to the haiku for 30 May 2005 by Israel López Balan

  1.  
    Ellen Olinger
    2005-05-30 04:00:28
     

    ancient lilacs
    cover the graves
    Memorial Day

    more lilacs than seen before
    sensing my parents' presence

    for Harold & Enola

  2.  
    john tiong chunghoo
    2005-05-30 04:12:02
     

    all soul day
    bumping into next grave's
    daughter again

  3.  
    Andrea (a dot cecon at virgilio dot it)
    2005-05-30 06:40:28
     

    dedicated to a children-cemetery that I saw two years ago between Amsterdam and Harlem (Holland)

    chilly awake
    on a graveyard
    a teddy bear

  4.  
    kate (chrismomxyz at yahoo dot com)
    2005-05-30 08:12:34
     

    searching
    for his name
    among the lost

  5.  
    Bill Kenney (bilkny at yahoo dot com)
    2005-05-30 10:44:43
     

    Good one, Israel.

    In quite another vein:

    Memorial Day
    a real estate broker
    plants flags on lawns

  6.  
    P.Stott
    2005-05-30 13:11:54
     

    polishing black marble
    talking to myself
    Grandmother isn't there

  7.  
    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2005-05-30 14:55:54
     

    heavy spring rains
    last of the white petals
    fall to the ground

  8.  
    Mixher
    2005-05-30 20:05:11
     

    Bike ride through cemetery
    Flags on graves
    Young lovers kiss.

  9.  
    tony slauson (tonyslauson at hotmail dot com)
    2005-05-31 04:40:19
     

    silver pinwheel-
    field of namestones-
    spinning.

  10.  
    Ellen Olinger
    2005-05-31 05:39:28
     

    green again...
    the tree that
    turned gold
    and wept
    in spring

  11.  
    Mixx (maxamux at cox dot net)
    2005-05-31 13:46:18
     

    memorial day
    the remaining spring blossoms
    scattered in warm winds

  12.  
    levon machenry
    2005-06-02 12:05:47
     

    gotta eat to live now dontcha.


    lost on a sideroad
    i follow my nose
    to a whole hog bar-b-que


    cold mornig
    the scent of red eye gravy
    wakes me

  13.  
    martin
    2005-06-04 18:15:00
     

    crematorium
    rain drips from the trumpet lily

  14.  
    Ellen Olinger
    2005-06-06 06:08:26
     

    reading Ruth Stone's
    poems of loss*

    our neighbors'
    lilies-of-the-valley
    in bloom

    *In the Next Galaxy
    (Copper Canyon Press, 2002)

  15.  
    b.m.r.
    2009-03-11 10:53:22
     

    around the neighbors trellis
    new baby blue flowers--
    scentless plastic

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