Dear Haiku Community,
We would like to offer the first half of our first attempts,
from an eighth-grade (Quatrieme) class in Paris France.
We have appreciated those sent directly to us, because we don't
get much time to see the home page. Thanks.
Joli Adams and the class.
| A petal on the white snow Floats away in the gentle thaw; A tear on the grass. Susannah Buchan |
Chalk squeaks as pens scratch; The clocks tick to teacher's talk. Dring! and endless joy. Tess Bittermann |
| A flashlight shining In the dark prints a rainbow In the white snow. Mike Gogel |
ALABAMA SUMMER by Paula Desmouliere The white sun blazes still |
| Quiet fountain peace. Freshness renewed to fill the pond While worlds honk on by. Helene Mack |
Ocean waves crash on the shore As my mum crinkles the aluminium foil And tosses it into a bin. Helene Mack |
| Sputtering wick In a red pool of melting wax congeals On the cold silver candlestick. Jessica Marchal de Corny |
Snoozing under the covers In the middle of the day, a boy softly breathes With the radio on. Marc Dennery |
| An icy-blue sky surrounds us Pink cheeks and snowy clothes speed downhill. Miniature angels. Elizabeth Garner |
A single beam of sunlight Pierces the dark of an underground river cave To be rainbowed down the tunnel. Nicholas Morrison |
| Three o'clock rustles: A page crackles softly Reading in the dark. Emily Leithauser |
The wind blows over The mountain tops and cools the Pale cheeks of the snow. Sofi Taylor |
| The silence of a still and empty room In the middle of a noisy town plunged into The darkness of night. Charles-Henry Morling |
Snow falling on The silent grave stones line by line: Human still-life. Carole Assouad |