black board
moving lips
lost in daydream

Man, this was me last Thursday night. I was dragging all day. I received a new supervision job that requires me to spend most of my day out in the shop. I just started at the first of summer and it's hot out their. I miss my cushy office.

This haiku could also relate to other situations, not just haiku. I remember when I was a little boy. The preacher always talked over my head so every Sunday we would get all dressed up and travel to our little country church to only sit and daydream! But the church had air conditioning and lots of pretty girls, so I never complained. And as I got older, I started to understand the sermons and enjoyed them. But, on occasion I still daydream at church!  Joe

starry night
on a country road
new love

sirens growing near
traffic blocks the way
someone dear to you

Linda Hayes (5)

This haiku takes me back a few years ago when a friend of mine was killed in a car crash. She was actually the fiancé of one of my best friends. I can remember sitting in the waiting room with her entire family and all her friends. Everyone was hopeful, we had to be. Surely someone this young could pull through this. When the word came that she had died…I can’t describe the pain in that room. It nearly choked me. The suffering of that many people is a sight I wish I had never seen. Her fiancé who has been best friends with my husband their entire lives, he just crumbled. I can still hear the screaming if I let myself go back there. I can still feel that disbelief. I can be back in that waiting room if I think about it for too long. I work at that hospital now. Sometimes I have to walk past that waiting room and I just try not to look. Amber

white picket fence
midnight dance under
the stars

on new year’s day
a jazz parade
one touch cured me

Josh Guise (3)

sun above me
I float on water
like a compass needle

Bryan Williams (6)

sun above me
I float on water
like a compass needle
clouds roll in
a drop falls in my eye

Bryan & Crystal

at the zoo
smiling down at me
the giraffe

Patti Freimuth

Recently, my wife and I took our two-year-old son to the St. Louis zoo. He had been to a small zoo previously, however not it was not one of this magnitude. As we walked around we noticed the giraffe in the outdoor area. Later we noticed an indoor feeding area and to our surprise the giraffe and two others were standing inside this building. All of them were feeding peacefully, and I noticed a ruler on the wall that went up to approximately 20 feet. The giraffe just looked down at the crowd gathering, bent way over, and ate from the hand of one of the zookeepers. Bruce

empty parking lot at Armory
back home alone
a single red rose

work all day
robot all night
next in line

Shawn Guise (2)

This makes me think of myself. I am programmed to do something all day. Whether someone is telling me to do something or it is a learned experience. I do the same thing every morning, day, and night. (go by a schedule: wake up, shower, get ready, drop the kids off, go to work, come home from work, cook dinner, do the dishes, give the children a bath, put the children to bed, do homework, then go to bed myself) I am turning into my mother. I have learned my experiences from my mother, I am next in line. I am following in her footsteps. Crystal

on the front door
weatherd by the seasons
a service star

Patti Freimuth

traveling overseas
a handmade quilt wraps a soldier
with memories of home

E-mail from Germany
his cologne
on an empty t-shirt

soft sunlight
hits her face
good morning

Amber Anderson

candle lit room
fresh shampooed hair
cuddled under grandma's quilts

in cold sun’s light
she listens . . .
she is a mother

sewing with mother
heritage passed down
year after year

spring flowers
grandma kneeling at
grandpa's grave

you finally arrive
I prayed so long
by God’s grace

Nova Spence (5)

clear, cool sky
the sun sets over
Lake Tahoe

first one breathing
second one not
holding my breath and praying

Summer afternoon
dandelion seeds floating by
wishing dad’s return

today you left
new owners
ruler of the house

Nova Spence

today you left
new owners
ruler of the house
as I watch
you shall never return

Nova & Shawn

first kiss
at father's bedside
forever

Michelle Dullage

first kiss
at father’s bedside
forever
I will never leave you
memories of you

Michelle & Shawn

This haiku reminds me of how my father is getting older and how I will never leave him, or put him in a nursing home. I will always be by his bedside no matter what. My father is a proud man and he would never ask me to take care of him, but he knows in his heart how much I love him, and that I will be there for him forever. Shawn

twinkle in my eye
dimples start to show
he says my name

Amber Anderson

twinkle in my eye
dimples start to show
he says my name
as he looks
at me

Amber & Cassandra

dirt track
the flag blowing
in the wind

a sink
two people
avoiding one sponge

brothers in arms
dim cool air
wakes the runners' lungs

Joe Walters (2)

tired feet
I slip off my shoes
home at last

Amber Anderson (5)

tired feet
I slip off my shoes
home at last
cushioned by soft carpet
as children tackle me

Amber & Bruce

tired feet
I slip off my shoes
home at last
sitting on a
plush sofa

Amber & Cassandra

my two daughters
blowing bubbles in the yard
my little heroes

dim hospital lights
last kiss stays
on my lips

Becky Voight (6)

dim hospital lights
last kiss stays
on my lips
never to be forgotten
forever within my heart

Becky & Tena

This haiku reminds me of when I had to experience death for the first time. Its picture paints a sunny day outside the hospital, but inside the lights are dimming. Someone you love is dying and time is not on their side. You kiss them for the last time while their weakened heart still beats. Still in silence their eyes open, as if to say goodbye. Tears slowly rolling down your face as you tell them its okay. They will never be forgotten and their love will live forever in your heart. Tena

sirens sound
dust fills the air
complete panic

Crystal Swaim (2)

empty nest
the sound of children
on the playground

Tena Myers (7)

empty nest
the sound of children
on the playground
from the closet
I pull out the picture albums

Tena & Patti

empty nest
the sound of children
on the playground
I look at him
we giggle

Tena & Crystal

church bell rings
choir sings
a white Christmas

Josh Guise (2)

icy day
plastic rapping uncontrollably
cannot fall back asleep

along the sunset
the roar of the engine
and the feel of pavement

deceased son's jacket
        still in the coat closet
mother smells his scent

Keith Campbell (4)

waiting to make love
when are we leaving
car out of gas

streets are calm
snow shimmers
covered trees

raindrops
on the brick streets
our horse and carriage

wedding in july
rain in june
size 6

boys in the garage
    thunderstorm
beating on the pavement

day's sun lowers
father and child
both with achy feet

eyes masked in black
tongue panting
man’s best friend

sun peering through the window
and children playing
I study my summer away

Linda Hayes (6)

This sums up my summer. The weather, especially this last week, has been great and my daughter’s have been begging me to come out and play with them. I really enjoy school but my girls are everything to me. Ever since I started back to school I’ve been torn between playtime with my daughters and getting my assignments completed. There is only so much time after work, the household chores, and my daughter’s tutoring. I just hope that in a year and a half when I’m finally done with school that they will still want me to play with them. Patti

cold snowy night
five years old
daddy’s coming

Kathi Overheul (6)