Peter Joseph Gloviczki lives and writes in Minnesota. His poems appear in Margie, Modern Haiku, Acorn, Poetry Midwest, Frogpond and elsewhere.
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hello Peter,
This is pointless since your haiku is now
published: using word such as “only,”
within a haiku is a pretty tall order. I
did enjoy the thought though. Thanks.
Certain views from a window, skylight or crack in the barn wood might show only stars, so what is wrong with the use of “only”? I like Peter”s hiaku “as is”!
Below freezing makes sense because I know of places where it is so far below freezing nobody would want to be out. Colder yet without the moon. The stars at least point to a brighter side.
“below freezing, once more
the lake crossing
stopping to look for a falling star
even through the blizzard–
heart’s warming
a longing for valentine’s day
seeing fogged breath rising and falling
long past bed time…
let alone a dinner bell
borne on the howling winds
the old setter snores
one more step
the top of the distant shore
moon shining in this recent puddle-“
hello Peter,
This is pointless since your haiku is now
published: using word such as “only,”
within a haiku is a pretty tall order. I
did enjoy the thought though. Thanks.
Is this some kind of pun on movie stars?
It seems they lack common sense but they do have fur coats and thick skins.
midwinter
the stars
are cold
A change. . . here exists.
cold stars
seed a new dream
this garden
_m
Wonderful, Peter.
freezing stars
the warmth of
distant fires
i love the stars. and i can feel the chill… there is a childlike quality in the visual seen which i like a lot…
The chill of your haiku envelopes me on this cold February night.
Below freezing
tonight, the stars
wait for spring
Exquisite Peter. I like this one a lot,
Certain views from a window, skylight or crack in the barn wood might show only stars, so what is wrong with the use of “only”? I like Peter”s hiaku “as is”!
her head down
between the raindrops chill
a velvet tear’s warmth
Below freezing makes sense because I know of places where it is so far below freezing nobody would want to be out. Colder yet without the moon. The stars at least point to a brighter side.
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“below freezing, once more
the lake crossing
stopping to look for a falling star
even through the blizzard–
heart’s warming
a longing for valentine’s day
seeing fogged breath rising and falling
long past bed time…
let alone a dinner bell
borne on the howling winds
the old setter snores
one more step
the top of the distant shore
moon shining in this recent puddle-“