AHS Summer Solstice Haiku String 2018

AHS invites you to share with us your original haiku about Change, a subject that is particularly pertinent at the end of the year. This is a wide-ranging topic. We invite you to explore a multiplicity of ideas in the String without using the word ‘change’.

The haiku will be linked by the subject Change. It is not necessary for each haiku to relate to the one before it.

Thank you for your contributions to the AHS Summer Solstice Haiku String 2018 on ‘change’. The String is now closed for contributions, but please enjoy the haiku in the String. Contributors have come from both Australia and many other countries, which is reflected in the diverse range of haiku. 

  1. Please contribute up to three of your best haiku.
  2. Haiku should be posted in the comment box at the end of the post.
  3. Haiku posted must be original work by the poet making the post. Please include your name below each haiku as you wish it to appear.

Posting your work in the AHS Summer Solstice Haiku String 2018 assumes the following:

Copyright of each haiku remains with the author. We request nonexclusive permission to publish your work on AHS website and to republish it in any future online collections on the AHS website.

old town rivulet
its banks overrun
with forget-me-nots

Lyn Reeves

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63 thoughts on “AHS Summer Solstice Haiku String 2018”

  1. on my knees
    in a country graveyard
    traces of moss

    —Marietta McGregor

    windthrow
    following the storm
    this unknown horizon

    —Marietta McGregor

    empty attic
    sunlight fills up
    dreamspace

    —Marietta McGregor

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  2. incoming tide
    my kingdom disappears
    with a wave

    cherry blossoms
    cling to the branches
    …high wind tonight

    serendipity
    saying goodbye to a passing
    fancy

    .
    Barbara Tate

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  3. Quendryth Young

    old holiday snap
    just The Three Sisters
    the same

    Quendryth Young

    my old town…
    crowded houses burgeon
    in the fattening paddock

    Quendryth Young

    corellas…
    the whole flock flies
    to an identical tree

    Quendryth Young

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  4. two Major Mitchell’s
    their pink becomes red
    sunset flight

    eucalypt leaves
    shredded and torn
    Christmas beetles

    motorway upgrade
    city views appear
    as trees vanish

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  6. suburbia…
    a single frog calls from
    next door’s garden

    my new garden
    finding flowers
    I did not plant

    no room to park
    at the village church
    strains of ‘Silent Night’

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  7. missing Christmas card
    have I lost
    another friend

    home for Christmas
    Dad’s old chair
    empty

    Christmas tree
    a memory
    on every branch

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