Favorite Haiku of the Month

     After reading the book, Be Still and Know, I've decided to feature some of my favorite haiku written by Svetlana Marisova. I wish I had the chance to meet here while she was still actively participating on NaHaiWriMo. I get a little glimpse of myself in some of her haiku. In fact, I have written at least two haiku that are similar to hers. Perhaps, if she were still alive, we would have connected.

singing alone

the child chains daisies . . .

autumn dusk

~

   morning frost—

the crackling sound

of our eyes

 ~

winter chill—

still this outburst

of flowers

 ~

autumn rain—

the colour of birdsong

smudging

 ~

so simple

the way dewdrops

leave

 ~

prayer time . . .

snowflakes melting

on my palms

 ~

icy wind—

the bare branch scratches

an epitaph

 ~

fading light . . .

my eyes follow

a mayfly

 ~

the spring dew

I have become . . .

rising sun

 ~

distant sun . . .

dewdrops clinging

to branches

 ~

flashlit eyes—

the dream of being

someone's dream

     It will be incomplete not to include at least two of Ted van Zutphen's haiku. These two haiku made my eyes teary as I was reading the last pages of the book.

autumn rain . . .

the mirror in a night

of tears

~

our last touch

through the looking-glass . . .

moonlight shadows

     Once again I'm posting here where you can read more about the piognant story of these two soulmates who met on line. You can purchase it on that site or here with free shipping. If you want to take a peak of the book, a PDF copy can be found on Svetlana's blog.