cold night
the street vendor hands me
a roasted chestnut
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Sue Mill
Sue Mill, suemill at hotmail dot com
Brisbane, Australia
I have been writing haiku for about six years. I belong to one haiku group here in Brisbane and am involved with the newly-formed Australian Haiku Society (HaikuOz for short) as Publications Officer. Here is the HaikuOz Web site.
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cold evening–
the newspaper seller
reading a florida pamphlet
cold evening–
the newspaper seller
reading a florida pamphlet
Long awaited spring
Flowers bent in thankful pose
Life’s resurrection.
blooming flowers
cold front passing through …
what’s wrong with this picture
cape cod nor’easter–
my cottage afloat
in drifting snow
late july…
i pull an ice cold beer
from Lake Superior
Tropical cold front…
mid-seventies.
I drink hot soup.
ah, an aussie. Enjoyed your haiku Sue …
best wishes for 2004.
Gene
PS: like Ed’s poem too
winter sting
paying US$5 for simple noodle
at tokyo roadside
pouring down rain
didn’t dampen our spirits
…anniversary in Carmel
enjoyed the contrast of cold and warmth in this & especially liked the power and possibilities in the verb.
In the dark of night
the light of a lampstreet
gathers butterflies
winter hot chestnuts
the discovery how cold
being penniless can be
.
Easter week
we skinny dip in snow melt
near Tioga Pass
gK © 2004.04.22
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eating boiled peanuts —
in the rain
steam rising
from the kettle
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