My Haiku Pond- Haiku for Change- Haarlemmermeer, Netherlands 2016

Organizer: Michael Smeer

Contact: myhaikupond@gmail.com

Organization: My Haiku Pond

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MY HAIKU POND PROGRAM FOR CHANGE

 

Write a haiku for change or which shows (a need for) change.Make the world a better place by writing some food for thought…

Post your finished Haiku on the My Haiku Pond Haiku for Change Event Page for eventual inclusion in an Anthology of Haiku for Change which will be posted on the 100 Thousand Poets for Change website and archived by Stanford University as part of their program to document the 100 Thousand Poets for Change movement and community.

In addition, please share your haiku for change on as many pages, blogs, groups, etc. as possible.

This MHP-Event is organized in conjunction with 100 Thousand Poets for Change (Global) 2016.

 

MY HAIKU POND – HAIKU FOR CHANGE

 

Precious Oboh

scissoring across the sky
a thin icy haze
of Chemtrails

 

Radhamani Sarma

urchin’s empty bowl
copious flow swift I see
donor’s heart

 

Celestine Nudanu

red eyes
squeezing juice from stones
refugee kids

 

Kimbally Anne Medeiros

dirty water falls
hunger hangs like a black cloud
a storm, rescue us

 

Steve Smolak

quiet night
the neighbor dog’s
new shock collar

 

 

maya-lyubenova-on-the-edge

Maya Lyubenova  –  on the edge

 

Malintha Perera

beach party
the sea throws up
a dead fish

 

Franklin Magalhães

Dying whale –
How can one look at you
face to face?

 

Nazarena Rampini

Busy street –
baskets of bicycles
hand-woven

 

Franklin Magalhães

Numbed Europe –
High tide has brought
the real life

 

Marilyn Ward – U.K.

on a lily pad
the frog
deformed

 

Elisa Allo

far and away
a song for a baby
by the sea

fog in the eyes –
dream of a new world
is still possible?

race for the cure:
in the streets of Rome sprout
thousand of sakura

 

Fratila Genovel-Florentin – Romania

warm breeze –
the blind man carefully fingering
the buds on the twig

frozen pond –
tremoring in an ice opening
a shoal of stars

ruined mil –
time grinding
the old walls

 

Brendon Kent – England – UK

flat earth theory
Aleppo
where Aleppo was

 

Zornitza Harizanova

New Year
the calendar sparkles
with brighter colors

May rain
а blade of grass
shoots up the asphalt

High up in the mountain
under my steps
daisies are growing

 

Willie Bongcaron

almost dusk
a flight of swallows shifting
to the right…
and then left

 

Margherita Petriccione

Foam of sea –
innocent nudity
of a child

 

Anthony Q. Rabang

salad bowl
a caterpillar
can’t wait to fly

the only flower
surrounded by butterflies
election aftermath

not even
a cricket’s whisper
long night

 

Navya Jain – India

sibylline stories
apocalyptic visions
like Nero we fiddle

 

Bryan Rickert

paper cranes–
making the most
of bad news

 

Vanice Zimerman Ferreira

late afternoon-
the boy and the paper boat
a lake and peace

 

Billy T. Antonio

where garbage grew
here a butterfly
finds refuge

 

 

crunch-crunch-crunch-maya-lyubenova

Maya Lyubenova  –  crunch-crunch-crunch

 

Vanice Zimerman Ferreira – Curitiba,Brazil.

late afternoon-
the boy and the paper boat
a lake and peace

 

Erasmus Bock

bomber on horizon-
how does one cancel such
a subscription??

 

Eva Limbach

minute of silence
a spider
fixes its net

 

Milena Veleva

daybreak
…faster and faster sucks on a fist
the refugee girl

 

Eva Limbach

swords into ploughshares
the old bible
covered with dust

 

Aparna Pathak – India

cockoo’s song
an Indian bride peeps out
of palanquin

summer drive
road full of water puddles
faraway

autumn noon…
the grey wind enters
the highway

 

Radhamani Sarma

cone shaped bud
nipped abrupt in the morn
by bird’s peck

 

Navya Jain – India

tearful with each step
a father sees his son learn
how to walk again

 

Lucia Fontana

grey livid sky
behind her sunglasses
a bruise

 

Billy T. Antonio

dry spell
the anticipation
of rice paddies

monsoons
my son’s fleet
of paper boats

 

Kimbally Anne Medeiros

humor hiding fear
fear exposing happiness
so twisted, so real

 

Amy Losak

screech of the tracks
drowning out
the panhandler’s pleas

 

Amy Losak

subway platform
every backpack
a potential bomb

 

Michael Ervin

[ last rain ]

last rain before snow
taps upon fallen leaves ~
mourning fragrance

[ early evening ]

music in the park
wondrous beauty surrounds all ~
love sits beside me

[ best friends ]

unusual moose
recites poems in front of store ~
missing Rocky

 

Michael Henry Lee

right after
a word from our sponsor…
hunger moon

 

Michael Henry Lee

climate change
all the leaves
are brown

 

Alan Summers –  Swindon, United Kingdom

after midnight
a father’s grief shoehorns
the moon

bowl of rice
enough for the moon
and the boy

eggplant season
insanity out of the summer
out of the grass

 

Maya Lyubenova

steep slopes…
the pines we planted years ago
three times our height

 

Ernesto Santiago

helping others
who need competitions?
I am a horse

 

Nazarena Rampini

At this pace
even the snails
will have to run

 

Christina Sng

field of dandelions
a world of possibilities
taking flight

 

Tina Stanton – Saint John, NB, Canada

watering eyes –
through the smoke
bricks fly

 

Skaidrite Stelzer

moonless night
we wait for dawn
together

 

Claire Vogel Camargo

slavery no more –
African-American
Museum opens

 

Radhamani Sarma

In Love’s blossoming
veil shutters down
quick farewell

 

Farhan Abbas – Pakistan

Looking Nature’s law
White pigeon fly in a breez
Gives Fragrance of peace

 

Erasmus Bock

our legacy
quarried from the past-
here are the chisel marks

 

Russ Golata – Orlando, FL, United States

Celebrating change;
Feel all the energy
Rise like a wave

 

Another black man
Gunned down by policemen,
Protect and serve?

 

Alex Kostov

equinox
staying for a night shift
after a hard day’s work

 

Bryan Rickert

highway rest stop–
flies carefully groom
an old man

 

Terri Hale French – Big Cove, AL, United States

political rally
the homeless man
begs for change

 

Pat Geyer

flossy clouds…
once again a monarch
might visit

 

Adjei Agyei-Baah

caked lagoon…
returning waves
mop our guilt

 

Russ Golata

Another black man
Gunned down by policemen,
Protect and serve?

 

Michael Smeer

palm oil field –
his soot stained
green overalls

Eurostar –
the flickering lights
of a stop sign

 

Gail Oare

ceasefire
the spider on the flagpole
hoists a moth

 

Eva Limbach

behind barbed wire
the buds
of a white rose

 

Milena Veleva

butterfly flock
the children run
for more seashells

 

Diana Teneva

refugees –
the baby with two
new teeth

 

Ernesto Santiago

still suffering too
from a severe lack of sleep
city mosquito

 

Ernesto Santiago

kisses from the breeze
my soul needs a timetable
to get some sunshine

 

Diana Teneva

war news –
the world shrinks into
a single heartbeat

 

Gail Oare

dark moon
the senator slaps
a nagging mosquito

 

Djurdja Vukelic-Rozic

gone to school . . .
a nursery sand box
full of rain

 

Gail Oare

morning twilight
the gray of our skin
color blindness

Vessislava Savova – Sofia, Bulgaria

autumnal equinox
the homeless child finds
a golden coin

cold wind
my old coat warms up
a refugee

 

Diana Petkova

a dead bird
on the highway
end of the road

a flock of birds
on the wire
farewell

 

Mary Grammatikaki

children of peace
hold handkerchiefs for shields

free children of war to live a wishful life

humans
speed to suicide
commititng ecocide

 

Alessandra Bava – Rome, Italy

Red clouds at sunrise –
the sky too is a herald
of change this morning.

 

Diana Petkova

night logging
the hole in the forest
invisible

life
on the path
a felled tree

 

Ardelle Hollis Ray

I walk a night-street
as moon-shadows follow me
I walk in safety

the sky
turns
clear topaz

 

Ardelle Hollis Ray

prophets bleed
poets cry
earth is refreshed

 

Radhamani Sarma

sad for milk spilt
happy it serves a cat
I sip the last drop

 

Diana Petkova

un-wooded mountain
I reach out for
a sip of water

 

Iliana Deleva – Sofia, Bulgaria

with frozen hands
we plant these tiny pines
will we see them grow?

 

Agnese Monaco – Rome, Italy

Many strawberries
in the forest
I lose my way.

 

butterfly-flock-milena-veleva

Milena Veleva  –  butterfly flock

 

Diana Petkova

who can stop
grass
to turn yellow?

 

Diana Petkova

daybreak
the shadow’s separating
from the mount

 

Willie Bongcaron

autumn sun
sometimes… the soft wind
blows north

 

Cindy VanOstrand Blair

flowing freely
no fracking zone
Hudson River

Cancer couldn’t
Heart disease wouldn’t
Smoking did

 

Jan Folk Benson

removing her fitbit
today she walks
in memory of mom

 

Carolyn O’Connell

[ Sandscape ]

Aleppo’s rubble draws
images of hate upon ancient sand
once unity’s sculpture.

 

Christina Sng

new tremors
my daughter shakes
the snow globe

 

Christina Sng

our world
a closed loop
terrarium

 

Claire Vogel Camargo

in position
he pulls the trigger
trophy room

 

Andrea Piscitelli Narciso

falling magenta leaves
peacefully change the landscape
innate wisdom

 

Erasmus Bock

night sky-
a field of solar panels
star gazing

 

Skaidrite Stelzer

the photo gone viral
a stricken boy
we would not save

 

Maria Laura Mamiya Valente – Cesena, Italy

job interview –
no more fear to say
“mother-to-be”

 

Carolyn O’Connell

[ The Planet Turns ]

Autumns fiery breaths
changes light and shadows, reminds
we hold but a moment.

 

Susan Furst – Dale City, VA, United States

from rifle barrels
daisies fall —
four dead

 

Agnes Savich – Austin, TX, United States

another soul in the limelight
of #blacklivesmatter

 

Susan Furst – Dale City, VA, United States

she skips school to protest
brother’s 18th birthday

 

Theophilus Femi Alawonde

change-
the word that buys
even the learned

 

Ahmad Holderness

barren land
the cow asks the sheep
where is the grass?

 

Ahmad Holderness

painful dreams
the sickle cell patient cries
in harrowing screams

 

Tina Stanton – Saint John, NB, Canada

soggy bags –
a styrofoam cup
floats in a pothole

 

Tina Stanton – Saint John, NB, Canada

heavy rain –
red wine
stains the table cloth

 

Subhendu Kar

SONG OF SILENCE

Blue of blossom meditates to embrace joy!
breeze utters brightest song of silence on hill top
white of lily brims in full moon.

 

Pat Geyer

dark clouds scar
mother nature’s face…
acid rain drops

 

Pat Geyer

wildlife…
now gone i remember
who you were

 

Marina Bellini

red light –
the cow in the lorry
looks into my eyes

 

Ahmad Holderness

cloud and smoke
the farmer seeks shelter
from acid rain

 

Art Kingston

world health care
adding more
to sounds of silence

 

Brian Hall

dusk mist in fall
smoke blue on the green . . .
curtains the wood’s edge

dusk to dusk
the old hickory browner
still

sonny boy plays
old man hobbling
stick for a cane

 

Duong Nguyen Vietnam

from pavement cracks
rising grass a scattered picture
after the last rain

 

Steve Smolak

trash day —
only the apple
absent

 

Gabriel Bates

viral
a child playing the drums
he made from trash

 

Angela Giordano

the last hunter
on foxtail
already dark

l’ultima caccia-
sulla coda di volpe
già il tramonto

 

Maria Laura Mamiya Valente – Cesena, Italy

milky way —
children get tired for nothing
but playing game

 

Pasquale Asprea

a flick
the stinkbug flies
elsewhere

 

Tim Gardiner

referendum day
a dead fox
In the gutter

 

Susan Furst – Dale City, VA, United States

Inner city –
between the cracks
a flower

 

Lucia Fontana

cold tube
sitting next to
a black man

 

Lucia Fontana

screen addiction —
sweaty children play
hide and seek

 

Michael Henry Lee

UNintelligentsia

 

Marina Bellini

flying home
the glacier is thinner
this winter

 

Marina Bellini

rubble –
the child shares a morsel
with a stray

 

Angela Giordano

The first shadows
Between the branches of the core
crescent moon

 

Angela Giordano

Le prime ombre
tra i rami del nocciolo
spicchio di luna

 

Angelee Deodhar

Malala’s country-
let girls go to school
without a rain of bullets

 

 

whale-hunting-adjei-agyei-baah

Adjei Agyei-Baah (Ghana)  –  whale hunting

 

Nicholas David Klacsanzky – Kyiv, Ukraine

morning glory
the stray cat’s eyes
shut by mucus

 

Theophilus Femi Alawonde

faulty ballots
a change of the face
bears no fruit.

 

Willie Bongcaron

rocky road
in my pocket… the cocoon
of discipline

holy book
unless repentance
works within

darkest night
the sun eventually
smiles

 

Martha Magenta

300 years
gone in one day
chain saws

 

Marilyn Ward

stars across the sky
fight the neon display
light pollution

 

Kimbally Anne Medeiros

This way, sunshine beams and shifts
Shift is in the heat
Higher power causes change

Our concerns won’t rest
Lush forest hides the chaos
In this day, peace will stand out

 

Theophilus Femi Alawonde

first drops…
weather-beaten tulips
turn fresh.

 

Maureen Sudlow

bird-song
above the gun-fire
always hope

 

Ashraful Musaddeq – Dhaka, Bangladesh

colorful flowers—
unless you get to hand
flowers are not flower

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