crescent moon
the vendor
slices a melon
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Gillena Cox
Now retired from the Government service where I worked from 1968 to 2003. Born February 1950. I am married to Anthony Cox since 1971; we have two children - a daughter Yanda; and a son Khama. Writing poetry is my dearest hobby. I enjoy the aspect of abstraction in haiku. Beside my writing I spend quiet time reading and crocheting. I also enjoy a challenging game of Scrabble. I am a member of the World Haiku Club and some of my poems appears at World Haiku Review, my work can also be read at The Heron's Nest, In Buddha's Temple, Charnwood, Wordchimes, and poetry.com My poetry site is PatchWork, poetry for the whole family. View all posts by Gillena Cox
summer moon-
a pile of
watermelon rinds
good ku, Gillena!!
silver scimitar
slicing
February night
kenkoku no hi
comes and goes —
today, was no surprise
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one by one
grackles, more with heads upright —
soon the sun rise
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red roses
the fragrance of her hair —
so clear
taking a picture
of the full moon
tsunami night in phuket
water melons piled on
the pavement –
first signs of summer
watermelon in winter
the supermarket
in fluorescent light
No money…
an old bagger savours
the fresh crescent
crescant moon
amid grey clouds
february night
half-formed words
darkness falls …
… waning moon
I have read your haiku i did enjoy very much i would like for you for to visit The Poetry Parlor…where we have haiku poetry and quote challenges …It’s a fun site writer welcome
even the moon has forsaken me
predawn —
a solitary star