Haiku Entries – April 2009

My father walks towards his room,
Its night and he nearly switches off the lights,
In the living room, he turns and smiles at me.

Namgay Wangchuk

The wind,
Making the leaves of the trees,
Sound like the waves of the ocean.

Namgay Wangchuk

Why do trees strech and grow?
Do they grow inside or outside reality?
They seem to be searching for something.

Namgay  Wangchuk

A meandering river weaves forward
An unconscious thirst bubbles
I lie restless on the banks
Blind to the flowing stream

Phuntsok Rabten

Behind the distant mountains
The white fluffy clouds appearing hopeful
While the hamlet at rest

Tshering Dolkar (Thimphu)

Shyly peeping out
From among the lush green leaves
My pretty purple self

Tshering Dolkar (Thimphu)

Two pretty flowers
Having found each other once again
In new Spring

Tshering Dolkar (Thimphu)

Welcome!
The pretty flowers call out to all
Into the world of spring

Tshering Dolkar (Thimphu)

The lofty trees
Dressed in rich greenery
Hiding the concrete

Tshering Dolkar (Thimphu)

The night is abuzz
Bustling traffic and scurrying feet
A bevy of fireflies dance gracefully under incandescent light.

Sonam Palden (Kathmandu)

Many different people walk by
In so many different colours
One is strikingly transparent.

Sonam Palden (Kathmandu)

I see spring flowers in blossom
As I greet my friends
There’s a smile in my heart

Kunzang Lhamu (Thimphu)

Threng! threng! threng!
The loud sound of rainfall on the metal roof
People mindful of the Mantra

Tshering Dolka (Thimphu)

Dark cloudy sky
One single star through a clearing
A Buddha in the sky

Namgay Wangchuk (Thimphu)

G20
What will they do?
Ah, just more of the same

Dave (Swansea, UK)

You always catch me
Falling flowers
The most thing I adore

Sarina Yeh (Taipei)

I pay a price to be free
To be far away
And to be back

Sarina Yeh (Taipei)

Finally we say goodbye
no regret
some tears with smiles

Sarina Yeh (Taipei)

Pretty, pink, silent phone,
Prettier expectant,
What a waste! Preoccupied caller

Yachna Gurung (Thimphu)

We walk in silence
No words
and even no trace

Sarina Yeh (Taipei)

Day by day
I look at the same sky
But something always different

Sarina Yeh (Taipei)

These haikus, too beautiful
says some in Australia far off
concrete desert

Shakti (Kyogle, Australia)

Shaved head,
Cold wind,
When did it stop?

Namgay Wangchuk (Thimphu)

Empty page,
Mind stopped,
What to do

Namgay Wangchuk (Thimphu)

A warm and cold Sunday afternoon
I join a tea party
People grabbing wisdom credentials
donning ‘emptiness’ badges

A vast endless sky – measure that
emptiness – erase that

Tosh (Thimphu)