summer moon—
strumming love songs
on an old guitar
Published by
shirley cahayom
shirley cahayom brooklyn, new york shaman99 at msn.com i was born in the philippines, educated in the oldest existing catholic university in the country even older than harvard, had been a college instructor, worked as children governess in the middle east, currently working in an alternative cancer clinic in new york city trying in my own little way to ease the pain and suffering of the terminally ill. i had been writing traditional haiku on and off since my college days but got seriously involved with it again since march of 2002. since then, i never stop writing and trying to get them published. publications include still, asahi haikuist network, the illinois times etc. View all posts by shirley cahayom
harvest moon
languishing in the heavens …
my broken heart
This is not even a freaking haiku. A haiku goes 5 syllabls-7 syllabls-5 syllabls. What are you thinking?
trumpets blaring
spring approaches …
it’s gotten my attention
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i struggle to refrain from making comment, though i fail. what thoughts echo in my mind …
shirley, continue on.