Harold Bowes has been published in several haiku journals, both electronic and paper, and has appeared in the Red Moon Anthology. He edits Alba, an ezine emphasizing short poetry.
Write to him at heb at oregontrail.net.
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memories of mother
springtime —
the overgrown garden
joshua, least you gave me pause to think; be it nearly three years after your post. i imagine your “usual” insinuates the well worn verses finding themselves written repeatedly. as for the (merit), the haiku inspite of the (usual) already has this leg up in writing.
–
to the day–
bare rose bushes line the fence
in cold silence
memories of mother
springtime —
the overgrown garden
Fresh weeds and
faded flowers –
an overlooked grave
years earlier …
now stands the mighty oak
acorns in my hand
35 years later
on the slope at kent state
wildflowers
two years later
120,000 dead
since the end of major combat
i think haiku has to start including
more than the usual pap if it’s ever
to gain the merit the hsa mafia
would like it to gain.
joshua, least you gave me pause to think; be it nearly three years after your post. i imagine your “usual” insinuates the well worn verses finding themselves written repeatedly. as for the (merit), the haiku inspite of the (usual) already has this leg up in writing.
–
to the day–
bare rose bushes line the fence
in cold silence