Gean Tree Press - Haiku, Vol. 1:4

WELCOME CURRENT ISSUE SUBMISSIONS EDITORIAL TEAM MEMBERS DONATE ARCHIVES LINKS scorching heat a breeze through the courtyard teases the air weeding done — salmon salad with onion grass tree frogs and crickets sharing my insomnia Adelaide B. Shaw, USA Perseids night... recalling last year's eye test sun trap lighting up strands of grey milk moon their faces tilt in turn sweeping through the hallway... the night before Christmas � Helen Buckingham, UK New Year fireworks Sirius wags his tail country races — chasing children off the track remission... I swerve to avoid a dead possum � Jo McInerney, Australia frayed pages fall from her prayer book — end of chemo scented breeze her fan unfolds into a blossom � Mary Davila, USA in the rose garden the urge to flee from so much red and pink blue sky — not a cloud to hide my thoughts meditation class — a small breeze carries the thistle seed one hundred years of bloodied history — the bonsai tree Mike Montreuil, Canada Creak of a wheelchair the man's small hands prune each bonsai tree Pampas grass plumes shredding in the breeze — I want to be Egyptian Reading his mind incorrectly again — evening chill Ukulele beginner her fingers ache with love songs � J. Zimmerman, USA pillow poems the way her earrings swing & sway waiting for the rain how deeply the ring cuts her flesh folding his knife — a lamb shivers in another lamb's skin hard on my heels today's wind Sandra Simpson, New Zealand wind whistling the dark whirr of a helicopter day moon... tracing the shadows on a sand dollar ebb tide the sky's curve in a clamshell starry night... one thought leading to another a poinsettia leans toward the light - winter solstice � Susan Constable, Canada winter solstice our two black cats curl together � Joanna M. Weston, Canada a white scarf around the chimney: winter moon � Keith A. Simmonds, Trinidad & Tobago all summer for this — windfall apples wood smoke... the weight of snow to come � Ann Schwader, USA falling dark landing white winter night � Terry O' Connor, Ireland first snow I complement the sky with a little yellow march winds wildly spinning the windbell's tongue chambered cairn a mosaic of lichen on the sunken capstone gone to seed in the coupling yard grey heads of willowherb hard rain one day piled on another � Stuart Quine, UK another night of rain... switching on the light as I leave the room after rain they're visible — the faces in the trees winter evening from burning incense a spark of light whacking the church porch with a feather duster... the day grows dim the storms of autumn... I cycle along a lane of scattered sloes � Martin Lucas, UK autumn rain the spider rides a napkin back outside bare oak a crow shrouds the day moon a hummingbird hangs above the bee balm — morning drizzle choppy seas a bass boat nets the sunset � Paul Cordeiro, USA beach storm in a sea of sagewort one wild aster Neal Whitman, USA sea-rotted rudder — in and out of the shadow a ghost crab part of the rice field and not part of it — the shack on stilts � Graham High, UK raindrops a different pitch on the tin roof lead foot — his wheelchair in the boot wet road an earthworm attenuating � Quendryth Young, Australia thoughts circle around circles... raked garden russet leaves drift down the river... I re-read his letter � Dawn Bruce, Australia autumn rain the old library typewriter � Kath Abela Wilson, USA angry words — every fallen leaf white with frost fresh snow on bare trees and evergreens... a crow's blackness wildflower meadow a blue moth flickers into twilight � Catherine J.S. Lee, USA Semaphore of light — white butterflies flicker out and into fruit trees � Earl Livings, Australia smoke of evening — a last yellow butterfly grey dawn — trying to forget my dreams feeling bored until I step on a snail � Matt Hetherington, Australia a chill at sunset the empty snail shell casts no shadow miscarriage the full moon veiled in mist William Cullen Jr., USA false spring — the black heart of the white tulip autumn is clearing — ever wider the family rift � Ruth Holzer, USA winter tempest ending a marriage after forty years tai chi practice my dog brings me her ball high bluff — her ashes scatter into billowy clouds � Lynn Edge, USA clouds of breath drowning in the Milky Way old moon we talk about the next life � Aubrie Cox, USA sleet on the skylight I open a present of moon poems All Hallows' summer the avocets' plumage yellowed by sunset evening haze a red stag bellows in every direction � Matthew Paul, UK graveyard rain my words falling on deaf ears again neighborhood recession a whole block of deflated santas � Stanley Siceloff,�USA southerly wind the sunflowers hang their heads road train — bull ants around the butterfly wing harbour fireworks the ferry horn echoing wind in the pine, wind in my hair — the secrets between us country graveyard — a gecko slithers under the wonky angel � Cynthia Rowe, Australia flying home after the funeral — above the clouds, a star � David Ash, USA seated opposite the one unoccupied chair — an evening in spring barely a white building in the haze not a path but one must pass through the spring grass � Jeffrey Woodward, USA over dappled earth dust the speckled wood a gap in the leaves the hawk's missing primary on a wild bush of haws the stonechat's orange without a thought for the future sparrows in rain � John Barlow, UK before dawn the ancient language of a cat's tail snowfall filling in a tree drain cover — snow melts the colour of rust � Brendan Slater, The Netherlands holidays gone I look for another way out of winter assembly-line work... we all have names that aren't ours my neighbor... between us an invisible fence � Peter Newton, USA off season — ducks play in front of the blind end of summer — hosing off the hose sculling back and forth a water bug in the kayak Alan S. Bridges, USA dragonfly eyes ten thousand of you � John Lambremont, Sr., USA house-bound child a cricket's constant chirrup retrenchment the watering can on its side � Maureen Sexton, Australia wild blueberries; the smell of azure sky � Chen-ou Liu, Canada her lips stained with mulberry — excuses excuses the old plum spangled with blossom a black calf her tears... the eagle rises on a thermal Nathalie Buckland, Australia bearded vulture — the wingspan extends mountain to mountain tea house — the live fragrance of dried blossoms handprints on the village mud wall — a child's life line liquid sky... a steel bucket hits the well water thunderclap �� vibrations of the veena strings... _kala, India vineyard the falling pitch of a tin urinal through a straw hat — freckled clouds drifting by new year — starting with a fresh page and a bald head � John Bird, Australia blank page one drop slowly drips down the coffee cup adult ADHD the kitchen mess straightened halfway � Richard Krawiec, USA not surprised when he mentions his mother — light spring rain oak saplings from a nurse log — leaves becoming loam dark drumbeats outside looking in deep autumn an oak tree's absence shapes the sky year's end we watch the little corn snake eat its weekly mouse � Peggy Willis Lyles, USA one slit eye searches the frog pond — late summer moon stop sign so many maples turning red Just So Stories the kids tucked up in Disney quilts � Julie Cain, USA russet sunset... down a grassy slope fox cubs wrestling a shadow of his former self... quarter-moon two weeks overdue... peach-tree branches split by fruit � Rodney A. Williams, Australia visitation rights — at my doorstep morning rain puddles after the rain the echoing drips of moonlight waratahs bleeding their color into dewdrops the moon not quite as full... he belches again our break up — we run out of petals to pluck � Raquel D. Bailey, Jamaica BACK TO CONTENTS Overall content copyright © Gean Tree Press 2009-2010 Individual works copyright © the named artist 2010

WELCOME CURRENT ISSUE SUBMISSIONS EDITORIAL TEAM MEMBERS DONATE ARCHIVES LINKS

scorching heat a breeze through the courtyard teases the air weeding done — salmon salad with onion grass tree frogs and crickets sharing my insomnia Adelaide B. Shaw, USA Perseids night... recalling last year's eye test sun trap lighting up strands of grey milk moon their faces tilt in turn sweeping through the hallway... the night before Christmas � Helen Buckingham, UK New Year fireworks Sirius wags his tail country races — chasing children off the track remission... I swerve to avoid a dead possum � Jo McInerney, Australia frayed pages fall from her prayer book — end of chemo scented breeze her fan unfolds into a blossom � Mary Davila, USA in the rose garden the urge to flee from so much red and pink blue sky — not a cloud to hide my thoughts meditation class — a small breeze carries the thistle seed one hundred years of bloodied history — the bonsai tree Mike Montreuil, Canada Creak of a wheelchair the man's small hands prune each bonsai tree Pampas grass plumes shredding in the breeze — I want to be Egyptian Reading his mind incorrectly again — evening chill Ukulele beginner her fingers ache with love songs � J. Zimmerman, USA pillow poems the way her earrings swing & sway waiting for the rain how deeply the ring cuts her flesh folding his knife — a lamb shivers in another lamb's skin hard on my heels today's wind Sandra Simpson, New Zealand wind whistling the dark whirr of a helicopter day moon... tracing the shadows on a sand dollar ebb tide the sky's curve in a clamshell starry night... one thought leading to another a poinsettia leans toward the light - winter solstice � Susan Constable, Canada winter solstice our two black cats curl together � Joanna M. Weston, Canada a white scarf around the chimney: winter moon � Keith A. Simmonds, Trinidad & Tobago all summer for this — windfall apples wood smoke... the weight of snow to come � Ann Schwader, USA falling dark landing white winter night � Terry O' Connor, Ireland first snow I complement the sky with a little yellow march winds wildly spinning the windbell's tongue chambered cairn a mosaic of lichen on the sunken capstone gone to seed in the coupling yard grey heads of willowherb hard rain one day piled on another � Stuart Quine, UK another night of rain... switching on the light as I leave the room after rain they're visible — the faces in the trees winter evening from burning incense a spark of light whacking the church porch with a feather duster... the day grows dim the storms of autumn... I cycle along a lane of scattered sloes � Martin Lucas, UK autumn rain the spider rides a napkin back outside bare oak a crow shrouds the day moon a hummingbird hangs above the bee balm — morning drizzle choppy seas a bass boat nets the sunset � Paul Cordeiro, USA beach storm in a sea of sagewort one wild aster Neal Whitman, USA sea-rotted rudder — in and out of the shadow a ghost crab part of the rice field and not part of it — the shack on stilts � Graham High, UK raindrops a different pitch on the tin roof lead foot — his wheelchair in the boot wet road an earthworm attenuating � Quendryth Young, Australia thoughts circle around circles... raked garden russet leaves drift down the river... I re-read his letter � Dawn Bruce, Australia autumn rain the old library typewriter � Kath Abela Wilson, USA angry words — every fallen leaf white with frost fresh snow on bare trees and evergreens... a crow's blackness wildflower meadow a blue moth flickers into twilight � Catherine J.S. Lee, USA Semaphore of light — white butterflies flicker out and into fruit trees � Earl Livings, Australia smoke of evening — a last yellow butterfly grey dawn — trying to forget my dreams feeling bored until I step on a snail � Matt Hetherington, Australia a chill at sunset the empty snail shell casts no shadow miscarriage the full moon veiled in mist William Cullen Jr., USA false spring — the black heart of the white tulip autumn is clearing — ever wider the family rift � Ruth Holzer, USA winter tempest ending a marriage after forty years tai chi practice my dog brings me her ball high bluff — her ashes scatter into billowy clouds � Lynn Edge, USA clouds of breath drowning in the Milky Way old moon we talk about the next life � Aubrie Cox, USA sleet on the skylight I open a present of moon poems All Hallows' summer the avocets' plumage yellowed by sunset evening haze a red stag bellows in every direction � Matthew Paul, UK graveyard rain my words falling on deaf ears again neighborhood recession a whole block of deflated santas � Stanley Siceloff,�USA southerly wind the sunflowers hang their heads road train — bull ants around the butterfly wing harbour fireworks the ferry horn echoing wind in the pine, wind in my hair — the secrets between us country graveyard — a gecko slithers under the wonky angel � Cynthia Rowe, Australia flying home after the funeral — above the clouds, a star � David Ash, USA seated opposite the one unoccupied chair — an evening in spring barely a white building in the haze not a path but one must pass through the spring grass � Jeffrey Woodward, USA over dappled earth dust the speckled wood a gap in the leaves the hawk's missing primary on a wild bush of haws the stonechat's orange without a thought for the future sparrows in rain � John Barlow, UK before dawn the ancient language of a cat's tail snowfall filling in a tree drain cover — snow melts the colour of rust � Brendan Slater, The Netherlands holidays gone I look for another way out of winter assembly-line work... we all have names that aren't ours my neighbor... between us an invisible fence � Peter Newton, USA off season — ducks play in front of the blind end of summer — hosing off the hose sculling back and forth a water bug in the kayak Alan S. Bridges, USA dragonfly eyes ten thousand of you � John Lambremont, Sr., USA house-bound child a cricket's constant chirrup retrenchment the watering can on its side � Maureen Sexton, Australia wild blueberries; the smell of azure sky � Chen-ou Liu, Canada her lips stained with mulberry — excuses excuses the old plum spangled with blossom a black calf her tears... the eagle rises on a thermal Nathalie Buckland, Australia bearded vulture — the wingspan extends mountain to mountain tea house — the live fragrance of dried blossoms handprints on the village mud wall — a child's life line liquid sky... a steel bucket hits the well water thunderclap �� vibrations of the veena strings... _kala, India vineyard the falling pitch of a tin urinal through a straw hat — freckled clouds drifting by new year — starting with a fresh page and a bald head � John Bird, Australia blank page one drop slowly drips down the coffee cup adult ADHD the kitchen mess straightened halfway � Richard Krawiec, USA not surprised when he mentions his mother — light spring rain oak saplings from a nurse log — leaves becoming loam dark drumbeats outside looking in deep autumn an oak tree's absence shapes the sky year's end we watch the little corn snake eat its weekly mouse � Peggy Willis Lyles, USA one slit eye searches the frog pond — late summer moon stop sign so many maples turning red Just So Stories the kids tucked up in Disney quilts � Julie Cain, USA russet sunset... down a grassy slope fox cubs wrestling a shadow of his former self... quarter-moon two weeks overdue... peach-tree branches split by fruit � Rodney A. Williams, Australia visitation rights — at my doorstep morning rain puddles after the rain the echoing drips of moonlight waratahs bleeding their color into dewdrops the moon not quite as full... he belches again our break up — we run out of petals to pluck � Raquel D. Bailey, Jamaica BACK TO CONTENTS

scorching heat a breeze through the courtyard teases the air weeding done — salmon salad with onion grass tree frogs and crickets sharing my insomnia Adelaide B. Shaw, USA

Perseids night... recalling last year's eye test sun trap lighting up strands of grey milk moon their faces tilt in turn sweeping through the hallway... the night before Christmas � Helen Buckingham, UK

New Year fireworks Sirius wags his tail country races — chasing children off the track remission... I swerve to avoid a dead possum � Jo McInerney, Australia

frayed pages fall from her prayer book — end of chemo scented breeze her fan unfolds into a blossom � Mary Davila, USA

in the rose garden the urge to flee from so much red and pink blue sky — not a cloud to hide my thoughts meditation class — a small breeze carries the thistle seed one hundred years of bloodied history — the bonsai tree Mike Montreuil, Canada

Creak of a wheelchair the man's small hands prune each bonsai tree Pampas grass plumes shredding in the breeze — I want to be Egyptian Reading his mind incorrectly again — evening chill Ukulele beginner her fingers ache with love songs � J. Zimmerman, USA

pillow poems the way her earrings swing & sway waiting for the rain how deeply the ring cuts her flesh folding his knife — a lamb shivers in another lamb's skin hard on my heels today's wind Sandra Simpson, New Zealand

wind whistling the dark whirr of a helicopter day moon... tracing the shadows on a sand dollar ebb tide the sky's curve in a clamshell starry night... one thought leading to another a poinsettia leans toward the light - winter solstice � Susan Constable, Canada

winter solstice our two black cats curl together � Joanna M. Weston, Canada

a white scarf around the chimney: winter moon � Keith A. Simmonds, Trinidad & Tobago

all summer for this — windfall apples wood smoke... the weight of snow to come � Ann Schwader, USA

falling dark landing white winter night � Terry O' Connor, Ireland

first snow I complement the sky with a little yellow march winds wildly spinning the windbell's tongue chambered cairn a mosaic of lichen on the sunken capstone gone to seed in the coupling yard grey heads of willowherb hard rain one day piled on another � Stuart Quine, UK

another night of rain... switching on the light as I leave the room after rain they're visible — the faces in the trees winter evening from burning incense a spark of light whacking the church porch with a feather duster... the day grows dim the storms of autumn... I cycle along a lane of scattered sloes � Martin Lucas, UK

autumn rain the spider rides a napkin back outside bare oak a crow shrouds the day moon a hummingbird hangs above the bee balm — morning drizzle choppy seas a bass boat nets the sunset � Paul Cordeiro, USA

beach storm in a sea of sagewort one wild aster Neal Whitman, USA

sea-rotted rudder — in and out of the shadow a ghost crab part of the rice field and not part of it — the shack on stilts � Graham High, UK

raindrops a different pitch on the tin roof lead foot — his wheelchair in the boot wet road an earthworm attenuating � Quendryth Young, Australia

thoughts circle around circles... raked garden russet leaves drift down the river... I re-read his letter � Dawn Bruce, Australia

autumn rain the old library typewriter � Kath Abela Wilson, USA

angry words — every fallen leaf white with frost fresh snow on bare trees and evergreens... a crow's blackness wildflower meadow a blue moth flickers into twilight � Catherine J.S. Lee, USA

Semaphore of light — white butterflies flicker out and into fruit trees � Earl Livings, Australia

smoke of evening — a last yellow butterfly grey dawn — trying to forget my dreams feeling bored until I step on a snail � Matt Hetherington, Australia

a chill at sunset the empty snail shell casts no shadow miscarriage the full moon veiled in mist William Cullen Jr., USA

false spring — the black heart of the white tulip autumn is clearing — ever wider the family rift � Ruth Holzer, USA

winter tempest ending a marriage after forty years tai chi practice my dog brings me her ball high bluff — her ashes scatter into billowy clouds � Lynn Edge, USA

clouds of breath drowning in the Milky Way old moon we talk about the next life � Aubrie Cox, USA

sleet on the skylight I open a present of moon poems All Hallows' summer the avocets' plumage yellowed by sunset evening haze a red stag bellows in every direction � Matthew Paul, UK

graveyard rain my words falling on deaf ears again neighborhood recession a whole block of deflated santas � Stanley Siceloff,�USA

southerly wind the sunflowers hang their heads road train — bull ants around the butterfly wing harbour fireworks the ferry horn echoing wind in the pine, wind in my hair — the secrets between us country graveyard — a gecko slithers under the wonky angel � Cynthia Rowe, Australia

flying home after the funeral — above the clouds, a star � David Ash, USA

seated opposite the one unoccupied chair — an evening in spring barely a white building in the haze not a path but one must pass through the spring grass � Jeffrey Woodward, USA

over dappled earth dust the speckled wood a gap in the leaves the hawk's missing primary on a wild bush of haws the stonechat's orange without a thought for the future sparrows in rain � John Barlow, UK

before dawn the ancient language of a cat's tail snowfall filling in a tree drain cover — snow melts the colour of rust � Brendan Slater, The Netherlands

holidays gone I look for another way out of winter assembly-line work... we all have names that aren't ours my neighbor... between us an invisible fence � Peter Newton, USA

off season — ducks play in front of the blind end of summer — hosing off the hose sculling back and forth a water bug in the kayak Alan S. Bridges, USA

dragonfly eyes ten thousand of you � John Lambremont, Sr., USA

house-bound child a cricket's constant chirrup retrenchment the watering can on its side � Maureen Sexton, Australia

wild blueberries; the smell of azure sky � Chen-ou Liu, Canada

her lips stained with mulberry — excuses excuses the old plum spangled with blossom a black calf her tears... the eagle rises on a thermal Nathalie Buckland, Australia

bearded vulture — the wingspan extends mountain to mountain tea house — the live fragrance of dried blossoms handprints on the village mud wall — a child's life line liquid sky... a steel bucket hits the well water thunderclap �� vibrations of the veena strings... _kala, India

vineyard the falling pitch of a tin urinal through a straw hat — freckled clouds drifting by new year — starting with a fresh page and a bald head � John Bird, Australia

blank page one drop slowly drips down the coffee cup adult ADHD the kitchen mess straightened halfway � Richard Krawiec, USA

not surprised when he mentions his mother — light spring rain oak saplings from a nurse log — leaves becoming loam dark drumbeats outside looking in deep autumn an oak tree's absence shapes the sky year's end we watch the little corn snake eat its weekly mouse � Peggy Willis Lyles, USA

one slit eye searches the frog pond — late summer moon stop sign so many maples turning red Just So Stories the kids tucked up in Disney quilts � Julie Cain, USA

russet sunset... down a grassy slope fox cubs wrestling a shadow of his former self... quarter-moon two weeks overdue... peach-tree branches split by fruit � Rodney A. Williams, Australia

visitation rights — at my doorstep morning rain puddles after the rain the echoing drips of moonlight waratahs bleeding their color into dewdrops the moon not quite as full... he belches again our break up — we run out of petals to pluck � Raquel D. Bailey, Jamaica