on the Indian mound
a collection
of tire grooves

—Anthony Slauson
        

About the author: In my dreams I live in a place called Jewels-Run, Kentucky. I consider haiku to be an essential part of my spiritual diet.

Responses to the haiku for 9 December 2005 by Anthony Slauson

  1.  
    Vasile Moldovan
    2005-12-09 13:41:43
     

    No Indian mound...
    only the holy river carrying
    ashes day by day

  2.  
    kujtim agalliu
    2005-12-09 15:41:20
     

    early spring dryed
    the just bud bloomed
    the rain is weeping

  3.  
    kujtim agalliu
    2005-12-09 15:42:34
     

    early spring dryed
    the just bud bloomed
    the rain is weeping

    agalliukujtim@yahoo.com

  4.  
    Magyar
    2005-12-10 14:39:03
     

    owls cry through limb-lace
    calling souls to fly above
    lost indian mounds

  5.  
    john tiong chunghoo
    2005-12-17 00:00:10
     

    beach motel
    termite mound
    near pathway

  6.  
    bobby michael richardson
    2005-12-17 19:37:53
     

    cold marble markers...
    all in line
    some chipped,
    over the course of time

  7.  
    Anwarul Zaneefer
    2005-12-26 04:20:08
     

    In a blind fury
    Enormous waves vindictive
    Create disaster

  8.  
    bobby michael richardson
    2006-03-29 15:56:28
     

    pellucid contrails
    south bound cries of snow geese
    cross a cool blue sky

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