The Australian Haiku Society welcomes contributions from haiku poets worldwide to the Autumn Equinox Haiku String.
We will be holding this Haiku String during the day of the Southern Hemisphere Autumn Equinox, occurring in Australia this year on Saturday, 20th March, 2021. The String will remain open for contributions until Sunday 28th March to accommodate international poets who may wish to take part.
The Haiku String has now closed. Thank you to all the poets and please enjoy the contributions.
Haiku String – Instructions
The AHS invites you to share with us your original, previously unpublished haiku or senryu on the theme of Life’s Journey. We invite you to explore a multiplicity of ideas in the String without necessarily using the term life’s journey, though you may if you wish.
The haiku will be linked by the subject of Life’s Journey. It is not necessary for each haiku to relate to the one before it.
1.Please contribute up to three of your best previously unpublished haiku or senryu.
2.Haiku should be posted in the comment box at the end of the post.
3.Each poem posted must be original work by the poet making the post. Please include your name below as you wish it to appear.
Posting your work in the AHS Autumn Equinox String 2021 assumes the following:
Copyright of each haiku remains with the author. We request nonexclusive permission to publish your work on the AHS website and to republish it online at any future time.
autumn leaves…
reconsidering
the path I’ve chosen
Rob Scott

her blank face
creases the pillow
grey headstone
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in the middle of it all
a blue tree –
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magpie’s chorus
singing the next quarter
of a new season
beneath the peppermints
leftovers of summer’s
last songs
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I share umbrella with her
first time we stay so close
rain, sweet rain
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white lines on the highway
darkness either side
waxing and waning
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first red
hawthorn berries…
gang gangs coming
fireworks night —
giant dandelions
shed their seeds
flooded river
a couple’s future
rushing past
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clearing the altar
of yesterday’s incense…
the solace of rituals
friend’s dying dog
old memories resurface
as I kiss him goodbye
white magnolias —
hurtling through life
the occasional pauses
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moonless night
deleting his contacts
– think of him as he never was
Tim Roberts
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