“A Few Haiku (27)”

(c) 2022 by Michael L. Utley

(#157)

memories of her
drift on plains of sorrow
the driving snow

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(#158)

the withered forest
cruel winter shames the trees
into submission

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(#159)

the blush of winter
cold flirtatious wind kisses
my cheeks and nose

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(#160)

clear winter night
moon tends her silver garden
of star flowers

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(#161)

my personal winter
heart too deep in permafrost
for love’s healing thaw

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(#162)

cracks on pond ice
kintsugi heals frozen earth
as lotus slumber

“A Few Haiku (26)”

(c) 2022 by Michael L. Utley

(#151)

drifting blizzard snow
not deep enough to inter
all the world’s sins

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(#152)

fallow field
without love and compassion
there can be no hope

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(#153)

the thresher’s flail
I am not yet able to
leave my past behind

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(#154)

iced boughs bend in shame
winter’s woe too bitter for
weeping willow’s tears

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(#155)

silent winter night
sound of my heart’s muffled cries
bereft of echoes

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(#156)

bitter reckoning
seeds of love in time shall meet
the harvester’s scythe

“A Few Haiku (25)”

(c) 2022 by Michael L. Utley

(#145)

whispers of the dead
desiccated teasel stalks
haunt the winter field

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(#146)

fuyu no shika
scornful mountains echo
mournful stag’s lament

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(#147)

in the end
my heart gropes in darkness
on life’s lonely path

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(#148)

jade remembrance
the hitch in my chest
as my heart shatters

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(#149)

barren winter field
this heart of mine
bereft of yours

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(#150)

in silence in shadows
cold earth trembles beneath
blanket of regrets

“A Few Haiku (24)”

(c) 2021 by Michael L. Utley

(#139)

snow in hut shadow
bitter heart
refuses to melt

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(#140)

abandoned nest
filled with drifted snow
sorrow incubates

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(#141)

frozen tracks
my past waits for me
up the road

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(#142)

frigid pond
thirsty fox waits in the woods
as I break the ice

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(#143)

chilly winter breaths
heron, kitsune and I
speak common tongue

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(#144)

no sun no moon
earth in funeral wrappings
all hope is lost

“A Few Haiku (23)”

(c) 2021 by Michael L. Utley

(#133)

winter blizzard
mountain’s clouded mind confused
avalanche of thoughts

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(#134)

my life stains the page
complicated crimson kanji
too obscure to read

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(#135)

arctic kitsune
little blizzard stalks the drifts
crimson raicho plumes

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(#136)

darkest winter night
echoes of abandoned prayers
dwindle in the void

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(#137)

wind and sea and sky
permanence of change
impermanence of life

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(#138)

snow on footbridge
heron tracks the only sign
of life that matters

“A Few Haiku (22)”

(c) 2021 by Michael L. Utley

(#127)

serrated sea shells
flay unfeeling fleeing feet
my numb soul bleeds out

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(#128)

bits of blue shell
and broken soul mark my fall
from heaven’s nest

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(#129)

old pond and ocean
renewed with each thunderstorm
my soul begs for rain

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(#130)

your name etched
on every cobblestone
this road leads nowhere

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(#131)

frost on suisen
sheen of wistful memories
melts too quickly

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(#132)

buds on barren twigs
kanji writ on sleeping trees
promise of the spring

“A Few Haiku (21)”

(c) 2021 by Michael L. Utley

(#121)

old rain barrel
dark waters of
forgotten dreams

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(#122)

first snow
white kiku on
autumn’s casket

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(#123)

stone cairns
mark my future; stone heart
marks my past

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(#124)

no more songbirds
nest in my heart
your voice fades

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(#125)

old mountain’s silence
questions answered
as I climb the path

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(#126)

rain turns to hail
my heart takes a pounding
from my tears

“A Few Haiku (20)”

(c) 2021 by Michael L. Utley

(#115)

where once was laughter
now only bones
the burned forest

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(#116)

does the mantis pray
for long life and happiness
it receives neither

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(#117)

some live some die
I plant the seeds
anyway

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(#118)

slender-fingered hands
reach through trees, caress my face
the rising moon

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(#119)

heron on the bridge
watches incuriously
as my tears fall

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(#120)

as a boy I knew
the sun; as a man I can’t
recognize his face

“A Few Haiku (19)”

(c) 2021 by Michael L. Utley

(#109)

I cast my old net
But time swims by so swiftly
I can’t catch my breath

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(#110)

Silver waves arrayed
In blue moon-hued solitude
In both sea and sky

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(#111)

These old woods have felt
My grand-father’s father’s feet
Walking through the ferns

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(#112)

Hoarfrost memories
Moonless midnights freeze my soul
Crystallize my tears

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(#113)

There is warmth inside
Near the hearth so why must I
Choose the frigid night

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(#114)

Snow covers my tracks
I cannot go back again
All things lie ahead

“A Few Haiku (18)”

(c) 2021 by Michael L. Utley

(#103)

Bones of the earth split
Emaciated world’s skin
Granite ribs protrude

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(#104)

Holes in waraji
Worn through soles through countless years
My soul worse for wear

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(#105)

Deafened ears can hear
Whispered symphonies of earth
Deafened hearts ignore

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(#106)

Mysteries begin
In the misty distance where
My horizon ends

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(#107)

Pieces of my heart
Bread crumbs marking mournful trails
Leading to the past

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(#108)

Part the blades of grass
Peer into the infinite
Listen with your heart