desert snowfall-
the saguaro’s
white shoulders

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Melissa Spurr

Melissa enjoys reading, writing, photography, losing herself in the wild, and working with power tools. Her poems have been published in an assortment of fine haiku journals, and she is a featured poet in the Red Moon Press publication, A New Resonance 7: Emerging Voices in English Language Haiku.

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  1. Damn, girl!

    Shiki, Sketchbook and now this. You’ve definitely got my rookie-of-the-year vote.

    Way to go.

    her black hair
    her white shoulder
    saguaro wind

  2. Thank you all for your comments and poems.

    Josh and Johnny: Sincerest thanks, my haijin mentors. You both inspire me more than I can say.

    the saguaro’s hat—
    a hummingbird
    admires it

  3. Hi, Melissa
    what e good thing to read your haiku. It is fine! It is the first time that i read something from you. For others I am waiting.
    My regards,
    Kujtim

  4. Every now and then, there’s a haiku with imagery I haven’t seen a million times before. This is one of them! Great ku, Melissa. :)

  5. Peter: Thank you!

    Jen: So glad this was a relatively novel image for you. Thank you so much!

    Judith: Ha! Certainly would be a rough ride! It’d be especially brutal on an innertube.

    Terrytip: “desert sentinel”…yes the mighty saguaro has earned that title.

    Orgbob: “tropical coldfront”…hmmm

  6. missy,
    brief subtropical chilly weather gives rise to memories; yet, even when it’s hot, a cold front should be expected from time to time; specially on the beach ;-)

    march winds
    falling mango bud
    litter the grounds

  7. Hi, Orgbob! Ah, I love the stark contrast between ‘tropical’ and ‘coldfront,’ and what I meant to imply was that the two words together made me stop and ponder the juxtaposition. Goosebumps, indeed. “Mango bud litter”…what a lovely image! Thank you. Melissa (Or Missy. How did you know?) :-)

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