Back to work today
from my camping holiday.
Mind blank, inbox full.

Chris Gill

brunch in a french cafe
upper west side NYC
blue crisp clear day

Lynne Alice

a moments passion
ending too quickly in pain
hikki on my neck

Cesca Alice

Meandering old man
Watching the suits walk by
Not all who wander are lost

Shell Pocock

god what is that smell?
pizza boxes - six days old
bin night on Power Street

Cathy Dineen

being up to date
lends itself to overload
brain goes back to bed

Cathy Dineen

A Haiku about the Loss of an Identity Card

Oh Lord, where is it?
I know exactly who I am
but can I prove it?

Ian Row

two haiku remotely related to linear causality

a fine line
linear causality
you to me

a walk in the park
versus the shortest distance between two points
we'll get there

Ian Row

three haiku about a stolen car

i.
in between showers
too early to be you-know-where
a car is stolen

ii.
a Japanese bomb
a gift from your grandfather
sans insurance

iii.
cops spot a Mazda
on Gertrude street, minutes away
Thoughtful, as thieves go

Ian Row

Scritti Politti

Scritti Politti
Gone are the old surprises
Past perfect

Ian Row

Spot Haiku 5

i.
drop everything
haiku master is calling
too dumb to say no

Paul Rozario

ii.
Dysfunction is king
Verbal grenades exploding
Hand me my Uzi

Jenny Morris

iii.
what sort of weather
do you call this, sunshine boy?
arctic snow plumes

Cathy Dineen

iv.
My last day at work
before camping holiday...
intense then in tents

Chris Gill

v.
you always do this!
when i'm out of the office
i can't check my mail

Cesca Alice

Weekend in Macedon: Part 3

A sleep in Sunday
Last night, a seamless segue
Chrysalis

Ian Row

Weekend in Macedon: Part 2

i.
Three of us
Rediscovering
Lives unravel

ii.
There's much left to do
in this life, said the psychic
Lessons not learned

iii.
Giving it up
What a little tina can do
Not all in your head

iv.
The guest room
Glow-in-the-dark stars
Feels like home

Ian Row

Weekend in Macedon: Part 1

i.
'Mirkwood'
8 acres of wonderment
Wonderland

ii.
Crab apples, Lavender
and on the dome, Wisteria
Spring, in her own time

iii.
Five dams, two tanks
feed the orchard, the hothouse
Sustainability

iv.
"We have no neighbours,
just the national park, and
7 foot kangas"

Ian Row

Cab Music

Italian cabbie
Hooked on Classics, 1 and 2
Sooo nineteen eighty eight

This is my favourite
Track 5... the middle... the arias!
Here it comes

This is italian!
Verdi, Vivaldi, Puccini!
This, and spaghetti

Ian Row

chocolate's bad for you
nuts and seeds are better
restraint is king

i'm over you
but you're still under me
soft sport

not a word
what are the odds of an even chance?
your time starts now

googled you last night
the 84 Olympics
4th is Gold enough

come sit on my knee
"... 22 years since my last confession"
who's the bad boy now?

working the angle
it's all recreational
her heart out of sight

Spot Haiku 4

I see rains have come
teasing us with a shawl fringe
grey earth compacted

Cathy Dineen

The email unread
like the tree in the forest
jumps no lazy dog

Chris Gill

Late October in Bremen

Winter's icy tongue
Chilled lust and tardy thoughts now
Cold face heading south

Lynne Alice

Post-Mortein Moth

post-Mortein moth
flailing, refusing to die
refusing me peace

A Pocock Twinset

Dot, dash, I sense your pain
flashing in morse code
Searching for ships at sea

Squint, stare, seeking a buoy
Unable to swim towards it
How do you do CPR again?

Shell Pocock

ring, ring, ring, connect
your mind is a matrix
you feel so much, you make me feel.

Shell Pocock

a paper lantern
a moth, teased by filament
slow circular death

an earring haiku for cesca

more earrings?
all the better to distract him
from what she's saying

Ian Row

can't kill 'em
can't eat 'em
family

Ian Row

Sydney Road traffic
Stuck and anxious on the white line
Feel like "Frogger"

Shell Pocock

View from a Couch

upside down
Irene Khan kinda looks like
Leo Sayer

Ian Row

"dealing with lawyers
should be easier than this -
cut the crap Shylock"

Cathy Dineen

if 6 ain't enough
says Virgin Credit, how bout 9K
EVIL!

Tramlife 3

sniff, yawn, snuffle, stare.
didn't your mother tell you?
suit but no manners.

Jenny Morris

Tramlife 2

Tram halitosis
Get on the armpit express
Don't stand too close

Jenny Morris

Watershed Moments 1

i.
tonight i engaged
in the polemic of keeping you
for the last time

ii.
you spray subtext
marking your territory
who's afraid of who?

iii.
every reference
signposts to their egos
soooo bad for my chi

iv.
and then there was you
all sun, sand, the grey ocean
if only we knew

speechwriting
rivers run far from their source
like thieves

four haiku about three indian boys in an elevator

say what you will
it's the same in any language
loud and clear

should have hauled you up
taken you out, there and then
mind's in repeat mode

maybe it's OK
where you come from - can i say that?
oh, i just did

let's see you do
a white guy and get bashed up
not funny now?

the half moon
like 5mg Lexapro
mood flings

You're so vain
You probably think this haiku's about you
Don't you don't you

Based on a lyric written by Carly Simon

Beavering away
Could do with a numbat nap
in my mama's pouch

Vegas

Las Vegas
Customs says no to snow globes
Plan B: Fridge magnet

men in black and blue
synagogue security
we are all suspects

Rozario's Rules: A Response

It’s about in ter
pre ta tion, i ma gin a tion
or a lack thereof

Enough of Broken Rules

haiku’s all about rules
line of five line of seven
then a line of five

disregard the rules
no lines of five or seven
poetic haiku?

forms are important
convention and style must rule
lest we lose the soul

Paul Rozario

sacred cat of burma
elegant points and eyes of blue...
gonna call him arnold

Cathy Dineen

where have you gone, spring?
nature's odd sense of tumour
the homeless freeze in the park

gone too far
a joke misfires
undercurrent

“Lose some weight” says the
doctor – “About 10 kilos”
That’s a 2 year old

Triage III

Hot water in hole.
Rabbits dashing away, hot
crossed bunnies. AH!

Whipped into the
Frenzied Haiku Maker now
cursed by many

Summer. Fall. Winter.
Spring. Seasons come and go.
My life revolves

Ady "Kiltotter"

Spot Haiku 3

that you remember
where you were at 2 a m
is remarkable

please blow in the bag
let us test how pissed you are
oh bugger wrong bag

into the cop car
you been a very bad boy
point two two is bad

Paul Rozario

Spot Haiku 2

Ode to the Game

wanna go home
(i think there's a storm coming)
and watch the swans win

Cathy Dineen

Spot Haiku 1

Weaving words like threads
Telling another man’s tale
Taking me away

Sugar high sugar
Chocolate, pink and yellow
Makes a good contract

Jenny Morris

88 pages
Major Mori’s guest blog
Too late to cancel

Haiku disclaimer:
Read this very carefully
or you won't get it.

Chris Gill

Four Days in Singapore: Postlude

En route to Oz
Tranny in 36C
Saved by the aisle

Four Days in Singapore: Sunday

Lunch @ Gayatri
More of that mutton mysore
A league of its own

Mummy’s samsui doll
Craft a life story with cloth
from experience

Four Days in Singapore: Saturday

Nephew’s baptism
Passport to the kingdom of God
and a good school

Dad’s 78s
I covet his Edison
Unthinkable

Pre-wedding nap
Tropical delirium
Hear me call out a name: yours

A picture of me
with the bouquet / sleight of hand
An intervention

Your friends reflect all
you were and are – part of me
sees for the first time

The menu warrants
delight – Scottish langoustines
keep us guessing

Just between us
that boy is on the committee
You have my number

Wonder how many
dared to think the thought… real love
Is there such a thing?

Four Days in Singapore: Friday

MM LKY
That’s code for our great leader
Social imprinting

We synthesise
Remote control motherland
I’m you who are you?

No visitors please
Your prayers would be enough
The weight of regret

The humidity
Slow mo Friday afternoon
Too warm for booty

It’s official
The crush a life of its own
Feeding a fever

“Good to see you, Shawn”
Too precious to give away
Learn to let go

Four Days in Singapore: Thursday

Singaporeans
Did you say docile or ductile?
Just smile and wave

Waterfront alive!
The deployment of flowers
IMF’s in town

Four Days in Singapore: Prelude

Mind’s a spin cycle
The churning, now the descent
Coming/going home

Monday night twinset

Come in and sit down
Lanky lower lip licker
Met your type before

What are you doing?
Tram ride telephone soundtrack
Mobile means puerile

Jenny Morris

Horse racing season:
hats tremble as hooves' thunder.
Surprise! A horse wins!

Mobile phones on train:
private lives open like books.
I'd rather read mine...

Chris Gill

a patient frustration.
will i raise the bar again?
all part of the game.

Cesca Alice

Trip Tick

At the Berlin Wall
I stood for five cold minutes
It was depressing

Daylight savings time
Doesn't just pull me sideways
It pushes me down

That bump on my head
Must go and get it checked out
Waiting room vacuum

Lane Steinberg

Mrs Choy

A private passing
The nation will stake its claim
A life lived lingers

Morning commuter
Travelling in style, I see...
Cherry red Peugeot

Cathy Dineen

It's About Time

1.
sixty minutes drip
the hour pooling at my feet
slipping on wet socks

2.

the town hall clock stopped
eleven twenty-seven
late lunch in sheep street

3.
pendulum motion
oscillating metronome
perpetual swing

ian russell

Happy to submit
to your crazy Haiku blog
but I don't know how.

Chris Gill

Auf dem Teerhof, Bremen

river pink against
the dawn church steeples
five hundred years tall.

Lynne Alice

Pretty Young Things

Pretty young thing
Alpha male in a beta way
Been there, doing it

Pretty young thing
He sparkles, knows all the words
Have groove will travel

Pretty young thing
Take a class; finishing school
Lady in waiting

camberwell market
the price of being alive
life is short... bargain!

Triage II

ginger boy crosses
on a red man out of sync
enter: chronoplast

snake dreams - forget change
and Jungian resolution
cock

signs from God
no loud voice, no dove, no strings
a quiet segue?

Triage

The cryptic lyrics
Steely Dan boggles the mind
Comprendo? Non! Nyet!

Paul Rozario

an intervention
the Lord Ganesh in rose quartz
out of my way, cow!

Ian Row

Father's Day panic
How to represent kinship?
Have another book....

Cathy Dineen

The air in Texas
feels like the blazes of hell.
It is wonderful.

We like tequila.
In our delicious cocktails.
It makes us sexy.

Laurie Anderson

“sure, what would you like?”
“skinny flat white, one big sugar.”
CEO’s new pet.

Thumper's a rabbit?
But not where I try to work!
Thumper's keyboard Kong!

Paul Rozario

the hospital calls
the next to next of kin list
should i come over?

snowy mountain high
the sound of water lapping
cold alone happy

Jenny Morris

good morning, sunshine!
basking in the afterglow...
we need to debrief.

she catches herself
talking to herself - been a while
since we last spoke

he wields his marriage
excuse-adventure-drawcard
running for cover

Restaurant order
Hot Chicken or spicey fish
Something foul's my wish.

David Peake

in vino veritas
too much misunderstanding
too deep to argue

Jenny Morris

too much white wine
MiBS an end in itself
open closed

Jenny Morris

soiree at the spleen
unsavoury name for a bar
to bid sweet farewell

war. a game for boys
and men with small penises.
pass the playstation.

Cesca Alice

spam filter filters
act of corporate subterfuge
hostage: wibbly pig

census night
out, about, hot and heavy
for a statistic

into great silence
cycles of seasons and life
empty me of fear

Cathy Dineen

Now I look at you,
I can hear my heart: "Will love
pierce this cloak of fear?"

Marc E

Winter Haiku

scarf, hat, warm mittens
snowflakes, icicles, snowmen
hot cocoa - winter

betmo

The Echuca Collective 4

Rainbow
The promise of better days
Sleight of light

Double Rainbow
Two for the price of nothing
What is this worth?

Hopwood’s Echuca
sings the blues, in black and white
I miss its heart

The Echuca Collective 3

Memory full
Now card error – in my mind,
you, still clear, warm, for how long?

Baby needs a sweet fix
This stuff ain’t making me high
Thrift store junkie

Tractor for sale
Water table will not seat 10
The myth of green hills

Garage sale – Redesdale
Paid wee bit too much for stuff
Shrewd hoarders

Mischief
is a good name for a cat
Me-ow

Walking home from school
What do country kids listen to?
Hip-hop urban shite

The Echuca Collective 2

Up late for sunrise
In time for your arrival
Intersection

Shearer
2.15 a sheep. Base rate.
Under two minutes

Wrestling with sheep
and organised religion
Pick your battles

Paddle steamers
coursing through the Murray
Outback artery

“My great grandfather
once owned P.S. Hero”
Longing in your voice

You at the helm
I wonder where you’re headed
Can I come?

I went to
Deniliquin
so you don’t have to

Ordinary sunset
Expect more from the country
Where’s my moment?

The Echuca Collective 1

Heathcote Roadhouse
“I love it here,” says Indian owner
God, they’re everywhere

No mobile reception
Reasons I live in the city
Press 1 for Access

Op-shop at Elmore
Plaid jacket for three fifty
Dinner for one

The Star Bar
The char-grilled kangaroo please
Better than sex

The Shamrock Hotel
Across The Star, two cohorts down
Past my bedtime

The Echuca Collective - Introduction

Located on the Murray River in Victoria, Australia, Echuca was founded in 1853. Australia’s second largest inland port in the 1870s, Echuca was a vital thoroughfare for trade, carrying wheat, wool and other goods between settlements along the 2,679 km river that starts in the Snowy Mountains in NSW and ends in Goolwa in South Australia. The introduction of the railway in 1864, led to the gradual decline of the riverboat trade but the Murray still provides irrigation to the region, for crops and livestock.

simplicity rules
the house of complication
in through the out door

Trevor Gay

Thumper is so loud
Vocally and keyboard too
No shame monkeyman

Paul Rozario

pictionary
how do you draw a civil war?
time's up

Intellectual
Citing Oxford's Book of Quotes -
Rhyming with banker....

Cathy Dineen