Afternoon of July 26, 2025

 

Goldilocks world

stripped of minerals

and bombed to hell

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel

the gesture

was a fatal mistake

road rage

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel

New Mexico

the mere suggestion

of stop signs

~Scott Wiggerman

air strikes

a supercut

of silences

~Bipasha Majumder (De)

cadaver planet

small creatures run

where builders strode

~David C. Kopaska-Merkel

Rope Swing

The man on the rope swing

casts off from shore,

disappears in fog

caressing the river

as we listen

for a splash

or the rope to return

with or without him.

~Diane Webster

flea market

an old uncle's photograph—

perhaps

~Scott Wiggerman

lips not moving

the ventriloquist

in his coffin

~John J. Dunphy

a woman walks

through marigolds

vanishes with them

~Tejendra Sherchan

 

trampled ferns

the unfinished story

of the old factory

~Boryana Boteva

trickle of water

from the gutter

AC leak

~Scott Wiggerman

third wheel

wordless dictionaries —

silent talks, 

glances that converse; 

none —

just third, at a table for two

~Allen David Simon

morning rainbow—

all things I can't keep

~Fatma Zohra Habis

morning frost

blowing hot air

on the window

my finger-drawn heart

sheds a tear

~Fatma Zohra Habis

nightmare...awakening

trapped in a void

waiting for the key

~Sherri J Moye-Dombrosky

through shotgun holes

on the Jesus Saves billboard

glint of stars

~Scott Wiggerman

сommunism for the well-fed

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

Litter Falling

The slab of peeling

paint and rust

stands like a painting

hung in the forest

of autumn leaves

littering each other

fall after fall.

~Diane Webster

I Was a Cat

In my past life, I was a cat.

When it’s hot, I want nothing more than to drop onto the cool floor and stretch out.

When it’s cold, I want to cuddle up in a warm blanket and sleep all day.

If I don’t want to be touched, beware...I bite.

If I do want attention, I pester him to get off his computer.

Yesterday, I craved salmon, which I devoured within seconds. 

Today, I felt the temptation to follow him to the "powder room."

Perhaps, I am still a cat?

~Sherri J Moye-Dombrosky

the cat yowls in triumph

for she has slain and dragged upstairs

another pair of underwear

~Noah Berlatsky

 

 

Open All of July

Seashores Haiku Journal

https://www.haikuspirit.org/seashores.html

Frogpond Journal

https://www.hsa-haiku.org/frogpond/submissions.html

First Frost

https://www.firstfrostpoetry.com/submit

 

 

 

The Solitary Daisy (Open for about a week)

Editors would like to hear from poets who have never been published in

The Solitary Daisy before. The theme is open; editors like a seasonal

reference (and a bit of a surprise). Send one or two haiku to Sally at

sally_quon@yahoo.com or to Michele at kelownalady@hotmail.com.

Include your location.

 

 

 

Afternoon of July 25, 2025

 

eggshell is reversible

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

careful, he takes his cloud formations seriously

~Patrick Sweeney

chaos in the streets now palpable our discontent

~dan smith

little bang theory

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

a cool breeze from the short-tempered

~Patrick Sweeney

heyday where are you now

~Keith Evetts

i watch my name walking away in another's mouth

~Vijay Prasad

garbage chute to the galaxy

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

he's over there, lecturing on the life cycle of a particular species of bamboo

~Patrick Sweeney

false teeth

in a ripe banana

making art

history

~Keith Evetts

midnight

the internet attracts

little black flies

~Keith Evetts

o god

far worlds of ice

await our robots

~Keith Evetts

nursing home

boyfriends from two different wars

my grandma, the cougar

~Jennifer Gurney

Sea bed mining

At last hairy hand of greed touches fathomless sea bed

ignoring the existence of divine beings of water kingdom.

~Partha Sarkar

 

When Land Becomes One with the Sky

pieces of earth rose to air

and became sky islands

where we all live now

away from each other

on small pieces of land

 

I look at the sky island

which was once my school

and another one

which was once my house

flying ever closer to space

~Alper Ghuchlu

data centers-

our thirst

our dessication

~dan smith

The light tries

To fall the right way

Just like people

~Sarah Mahina Calvello

steel sky

full of aluminum

butterflies

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

he sat on his knees and scooped

up water from the lake the birds

watched him and drank the silence

~Mykyta Ryzhykh

tail raised on mudstone

a dragonfly's

prehistoric longing

~Patrick Sweeney

canals of Mars

watchtowers scout the sea

as the first martian war

rages on

humans always the same

no matter where

~Alper Ghuchlu

a laid-back neurotic

making assiduous notes

in a one-room apartment

~Patrick Sweeney

all those gray-haired Yes fans

near-Earth Objects

shimmering

~Patrick Sweeney

66 years struggling to make ends meet

and she steps into a sinkhole

searching for a cat

~Patrick Sweeney

42 blackbirds singing

back end of a peacock celebrity

St Francis' statue

evidently much revered

by pigeons

many crows one testimony

a seagull snaffles

the last of my saveloy—

summer is ending

leaving me the autumn swallows

~Keith Evetts

 

Last day to submit: Failed Haiku

https://failedhaiku.com/submissions-guidelines/

 

 

Afternoon of July 21, 2025

 

 

 darkening skies the threat of stormtroopers

~John Hawkhead

her exteriority slackens into syntax

~Vijay Prasad

airing a question hangs in the noose

~John Hawkhead

unheated motel room his apologies frozen in place

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

quantum alphabet

child now recites

his HXKs

~John J. Dunphy

Despair

The to-do list keeps telling me

that I have done absolutely nothing.

~Noah Berlatsky

Perversion!

Perversion! That means you are far away

from the stars above

and the fireflies below.

~Partha Sarkar

at the beach

hydrogen-spewing

moon rocks

~Roberta Beach Jacobson

the epitome

of oval-ness

egg

~Jennifer Gurney

the spaces

where my soul breathes...

tranquility

~Jennifer Gurney

Picasso land

Angles of blue shadows

Everywhere you look

~Sarah Mahina Calvello