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.
- Please contribute up to three of your best haiku.
- Haiku should be posted in the comment box at the end of the post.
- 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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on this night
of longest light
new dreams
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Newly broad shoulders –
my husband or my son?
I hesitate.
pre-dawn chill
a tickle in the throat
a sharp inhale
thick summer rain
ants in the strawberry
– too late!
Penny Szentkuti
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summer solstice
the night screams
of Tassie Devils
Ron C. Moss
a tiger snake
in the tomato patch . . .
dark thunder
Ron C. Moss
moonrise
a swamp harrier lifts off
from the rushes
Ron C. Moss
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sunrise the gulls segue into the light
Alan Summers
we dance
to the puddles…
new year
Alan Summers
long rainy season
a tree full of cormorants
fill my heart
Alan Summers
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lightning out of te blue-
suddenly the spiker
takes another world
Black Friday-
even the oldstter wardrob
is brimful again
the last leaf
of the old calendar…
I delay to break it
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new house – a jasmine branch clings to the balustrade
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duck egg size hail
every house in our street
wears a tarp cap
Marilyn Humbert
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