I’m not a prolific writer of Haiku’s. Actually flicking through my poem file’s, out of the hundreds upon hundreds of poems, I have only written “50” Haiku’s. There is no reason as to why so few, because I do enjoy the concise format of the Haiku, they flow well for me, and I think most of them come out ok….. Well here I go, Ivor’s complete collection of Haiku’s……….
Sky Blue
I’m covered in blue
The morning sky clears my eyes
Sea-air fills my lungs
Blue
Today’s deep sky blue
Warming my chest and soul too
Curing cough and flu
True, it’s a dog’s life
Who would kill a lonely cat
Peace to you and you
Leaf
Spring’s about to start
Your winter withered my heart
Birds sing until dark
Chinese courtyard sounds
Guzheng music gently strums
Beijing alley hums
Today
I walk past today
Remembering yesterday
Gone is tomorrow
Today my earth blooms
Yesterday is forgotten
Tomorrow I weep
Coastal
A strong coastal wind
Blowing sand across bare dunes
Vegetation going
Red Crown
Red the morning sky
Day lily my courtyard Queen
Garden summer crown
The Sun
The fiery sun burns
Bitumen melts underfoot
Tomatoes glow red
The Forest
Tunnel grows wider
Walking out of the forest
The light glows brighter
Family
A hive awaits me
My Philadelphia tree
Branches will rejoice
I Climb
Step by step I climb
Steadily walking my path
Time is flying fast
A Window Voice
I cannot hear the bird
Singing in the window tree
Birds are the free voice
A Flower Gone
In a sea of lights
She, an unpicked bloom, wilted
Young and fresh, now gone
Reflect
Cloud level seven
A step closer to heaven
My time to reflect
Green
Green’s my spring colour
Sparkle on my angel’s wings
Green makes my heart sing
Tribal
I’m a proud member
A player in the world team
Now I’ve left the tribe
January
Cloudless happy days
Sunlight kisses everything
Feeling warm within
Wall of Thorns
My bed of roses
Is scaling a wall of thorns
Perpetually
After The Wine
Beyond the wine bar
Radiant sunset begins
Tired eyes failed to see
My Cafe
A coffee and cake
Moorarbool Valley Cafe
Rustic country scene
Dead
Old cypress tree dies
Driest Autumn recorded
A sign of the times
Alive
My green fernery
Watered garden signature
She lovingly thrives
Recital
The voiceless man spoke
An old poet recited
His words clear and strong
Bon Voyage
A Bon voyage lunch
Barwon Edge Boathouse Cafe
Siblings celebrate
Our River
A true love runs deep
Our river flowed over rocks
Stones soften to sand
Family History
Boxes of photos
Memory lane in my hands
Decades of stories
Field of Dreams
Life is sweet and smooth
Eating strawberries and cream
Full of tasty dreams
Winter Rain
Chilling winter rains
Heavy fat drops of coldness
Spread by icy winds
We Lost The Sea
Bridges of dreams crossed
The ocean and river spanned
Waters of love found
Treats
Eating cream doughnuts
And peanut butter with jam
Hots dogs in mustard
Trees, We Apologise To Thee
Ancient trees of life
Anoint colour to the sky
Cast shadows aground
I, hugging a tree
I, apologise to thee
I, seek mindful peace
Hail And Sun
Hail slaps the pavement
Bitumen puddles shimmer
Winter sun bursts through
Layers
Green leafy layers
Sheltering out of the cold
Winter fernery
The Flower Show
A hall full of blooms
The scene, a sea of colour
Flowering perfume
Veneer Bruises
All surfaces bruise
Not all bruises can be seen
Pain permeates all
Cold Rain
Time’s, I played in rain
Today I worked in the cold
Wet and shivering
Autumn’s fat rain drops
Have lost their warmth and softness
Winter’s hard as ice
Life’s Blooms
Summer in full bloom
Beds of petals for our hearts
Life’s fragrant adieu
Time At Work
One week of hard work
Feeling aged beyond my time
Aching body’s cross
Shadows
Her lone silhouette
Forever etched in the stars
Shadows of my heart
Timeless
The size of our soul
Inside the beat of our heart
That is what matters
Wake Up
Today birds didn’t sing
Tonight, the moon is silent
Tomorrow needs love
Welcome To My Web
Spiders web of love
Glossy skeletons ignored
Entrapment awaits
A Glow
The sky isn’t all grey
Behind dark clouds there’s a glow
Where light grows brighter
My Word Vault
All my soulful words
Lay within your open vaults
Where my dreams began
I Was Given A Red Rose
Dreams of a red rose
Sleep-in Saturday morning
The world waits for more
Daylight
Morning blues ebb through
The window of last year’s stains
Light opens the door
As The Crow Fly’s
From grey tree branches
In sunlit sky, black crow sings
To all passing bye
Refugee
Let vistas of light
Enrapture the lives of those
Who have been captured
Feet and Excuses
Feet
Truly nature’s treat
Standing amongst forest trees
Earth’s caressing feet
Excuses
Life isn’t excuses
The word does not have uses
Let our trees feet dance
Fierce Fires
Forests are ablaze
Raging fires destroying homes
Native fauna, flee
Tree Care
Trees will grow again
Mother nature, cares that way
It’s time, we must too
Tanka
Moon Tree
No! Don’t go up there
The old tree house is haunted
Full moon night, glares
Children’s Halloween costumes
Knock! Knock! Scary pranks, for treats
Ivor Steven (c) Dec 2019
Wowza, Ivor! Good job on writing haiku and the tanka! You should publish them!
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Thank you Dear Eugenia for your lovely vote of confidence in my Haiku’s. My Haiku “Zither”, did win a Haiku competition and got published at ‘Vita Brevis’ magazine Nov 2018….. but since my strokes and other health problems, I’ve interest in having some of books being published…..xxxx
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Haikus are my favorite poems, thank you for sharing – so many great ones!
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Thank you Wendi, and it’s my pleasure to share my works with all readers…. please enjoy this volume of Haiku’s…. xxx
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🙂 bless you!
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amazing collection, thanks Ivor for sharing such a treasure trove!
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My pleasure Kate, There’s no point hanging on to them, I might as well share them to people who would like to read my words, my writings are written to be seen by as many readers as possible…… xxxxx
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good for you, you document your life so well through these Ivor … did take me an hour to post that comment!
WP is stealing my life, they didn’t respond to my formal complaint and I just paid for another year … if you don’t hear or see me, sorry 😦
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I see you Kate,, and thank you for taking the time to read my Haiku’s… It’s a project I was working on a few weeks ago, so I didn’t have much to do to finish it off… And did surprise myself with how cool some of the Haiku’s were 😊💙🌏
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