Archive for the ‘Haiku’ Category
Memory of her voice – haiku by Bruce Whealton
Memory of her voice
indistinct like the sound of waves
takes my breath away, still.
Makes me think of another haiku
which follows:
Her voice on the phone -
I tremble.
Dead Fish Haiku
Flat gray
a dead fish
on the sand
in Autumn
By Bruce Whealton
October 21, 2009
I think maybe I’ve written better haiku
Walking Alone – An Haiku by Bruce Whealton
Walking alone – An Haiku by Bruce Whealton
Walking alone
each street the same
dark, unfamiliar.
By Bruce Whealton
August 26, 2009
Another Winter Haiku – by Bruce Whealton
Yes, this is out of season. It reads:
feeling numb
my face where
tears have frozen
Summer sounds of the night – Haiku – by Bruce Whealton
Midnight outside
the dark silence
is loud
or
sounds of life
the night silence
is loud
