Like a sweet dessert -
All my moves, my words with friends -
You, I save for last

Jeff Patterson

Subconsciously
stockpiling soy milk
Suspect

Ian Row

Friends to non-lovers,
Boys to men, soul-bound brothers -
How far, you and I!

Jeff Patterson

What's a nice car like
you doing being driven...
Northern suburbs skank.

Ian Row

i.

i tried but couldn't

capture your loneliness and

your pain in three lines

ii.

your body fails you

your mind a mischievous twin

anger, then madness 

Ian Row

A blog of old signs
I found, and knew at once for
whom this was a sign.

Chris Gill

i.
unconditional
timely reminders denote
the law between us

ii.
sea shells and sponges
beaches i dont remember
souvenir or proof

Ian Row

Spring Surprise

i.
Officially dead
The wattle beaten, broken
Howling gale force winds

ii.
Surprise
That spring could be so
Destructive

 

Ian Row

Two haiku written just after the Hot Cross Haiku anniversary event at Lady Bower Kitchen

i.
Noice Reservoir shops
Love-in my 2 dollar treasures
brekkie of champions

Karen McVean 

ii.

'breakfast of champions'

resentful presentation

meatballs by vegan

Ian Row

thank god it was you
anyone else i'd be fried
egg shell in my cake


Ian Row

Stormy August sky
still accumulating more
tumultuous clouds

Carol Ruth Kimmel

We're six!

Shout-outs to the following Hot Crossers:

Alan Summers

Annie Jeffries

Ao-Suzume

Cathy Dineen

Carol Ruth Kimmel

Chris Gill

Dawn Mok

Gillena Cox

Guhan Subramaniam

Ian Row

James Fetherson

James Von Sutekh

Jason Rostant

Jeff Patterson

Jenny Morris

Karen McVean

Kenton Miller

Megan Maley

Natalie Au

Neil Krieger

Sophie Buchanan

Simon Patience

Sue Ficke Siebert

Violette Rose-Jones

 

And to everyone who’s been following the blog and everyone who’s 

part of the Facebook group, thank you for your continued support.

Teddy Pendergrass

Soul man sings from heart, and mind

Sensibility

Ian Row

Regret is to the mind

what guilt is to the soul, what 

cancer is to flesh 

Denise Barrett

Spot Haiku 37 - Part 2

i.

Grad-u-ate today

Enlightenment, growth and change

Advent of fresh start

Megan Maley

ii.

sea shells and sponges

beaches i  dont remember

souvenir or proof

Ian Row

Spot Haiku 37 - Part 1

i. 

wedding in autumn

falling leaves like confetti

a bridesmaid's bouquet

Ian Row

ii. A Glimpse of Autumn

Scarlet, crimson leaves

float to the dance floor and waltz

in the autumn breeze

Natalie Au

iii.

this is the last year

her leaves will reach for the roof

the dying begins

Ian Row

Participation

Participation
Isn't always saying yes
Learn priorities

Jason Rostant

Library music

Library music
Way too loud for this grandma
Giving music space

Sue Ficke Seibert

My whites, freshly washed
hung out a chill Winter's day
clean & frost-sparkly!

Chris Gill

   

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

   

Black reconstruction
African slaves carnival
Let there be music

Again

Rebellion and Dance
No sacrilege this worship
Let there be music

Again

Calypso satire
Protest celebration soars
Let there be music

Again

Annie Jeffries

Perth, WA – Part 3 of 3

i.

Your Catholic ways

may bring you closer to God

A wedge between us

ii.

Lost in Mandurah

A country town conspires

to entrap tourists

iii.

You, me, here, right now

Once upon a second life

Us in first person

iv.

Getting to know you

all over again – a place

we’ve never been

v.

Windmills win over

plastic flowers, live bouquets

Freo cemetery

Ian Row

Perth, WA – Part 2 of 3

i.

Norfolk Island pines

as Cottesloe as John Street's

eggs benedict

ii.

How do you explain

a lapse of eighteen years?

Life went on.

iii.

Long slow desire

The flesh is willing, unfolds

Old habits die hard

iv.

To get to LA

all her teddy bears must go

Melville car boot sale

v.

“This goes with your jeans….”

Her sales pitch is pitch perfect

A compliment paid

vi.

Busker

Xavier Rudd soundalike

Who are you?

Ian Row

Perth, WA – Part 1 of 3

i.

Going west; coming

back to where we started

a lifetime ago

ii.

A streetscape unchanged

Pizza Express, my old house

Points on my mind map

iii.

Day one, Friday night

Steve - my Air BNB host

Fish between friends

Ian Row

In the moment, sense
flees and enchantment enthralls.
Luminosity

Annie Jeffries

New clock radio
Enigmatic Instructions
Another late start

James Von Sutekh

Dried flecks of cat food
Circling the rim of the cup
Oh - it's your oatmeal.

Guhan Subramaniam

Submitted by Kenton Miller

Spot Haiku 36

i.
Autumn rains
Soak into woollen jackets
Risotto tonight

Cathy Dineen

ii.
Angst as things collide,
In haste I may have bitten
More than I can chew.

James Fetherson

iii.
Scissor Sisters' new song
It's incredibly campy
Fantastically so

Simon Patience

iv.
killing me softly
with double stuffed Oreos
slowy and surely

Ian Row

v.
trip-trip tripping the
anesthetic fantastic
a sub-consc tourist

Dawn Mok

vi. Blame
You were reckless with
my heart. The damage you’ve done,
you thoughtless fugger.


Natalie Au

no goodbyes
but we had months of Sundays and
forever ago.

Ian Row

"We'll miss you heaps, Bounce"

traffic lights changing
mad dashing against the red
roadkill wannabes

Kenton Penley Miller

Last night's yellow moon

last night's yellow moon
coquettish, her face behind
laced curtains of cloud

Ian Row

My tears from heaven

If nothing else, think
of me when you see, hear, feel
and smell the raindrops.

Natalie Au

On Sydney Harbour
pleasure craft must give way to
us manly fairies.

Chris Gill

Everyday scenes
on your way to the airport
seem precious and new.

Chris Gill

Tram stop, 6.18pm

Kate Middleton texts
Pol Pot in a Mazda 1
weird sights in Melbourne.

Jenny Morris

My take on KRudd

My take on KRudd:

If this were Florence
In the time of the Borgias -
He'd be dead by dawn

Cathy Dineen

How to write haikus
Counting syllables all night
But the art don't come.

Kenton Penley Miller

Note to self:
I must not drop the ‘c’ bomb
You are what you swear

Ian Row

haiku writers block
scenery, imagery
nothing comes to mind

Neil Krieger

Spot Haiku 35 Part 2 of 2

"That's Melbourne for ya"

i.
Raise your hand for help
In event of emergency...
Better to be white.

ii.
Fair go or fair game
At this point in history...
Our new whipping boy

Ian Row

Spot Haiku 35 Part 1 of 2

Box-fan afternoon -
Heavenly hum; carefree breeze
Lounging, like I love

Jeff Patterson

Sometimes there’s a warm moment in winter in Chicago:

January thaw
In a phalanx, paddling
Goose armada sails

Carol Ruth Kimmel

Unit 6

Unit 6 lays down
its slab; the days of parking
outside are over.

Ian Row

Sunday reunion

Sunday reunion
Three of us discuss pretence
Northcote vegan cafe

Ian Row

Merciless summer

Merciless summer
Cat motionless on floorboards
Too hot to cuddle

Ian Row

A haiku about Womadelaide

no bongos for me
the endless percussiveness
Nowomadelaide

Ian Row

Cold sore eruption
You're a dirty dirty girl
No husband for you

Ian Row

moonlit frangipani —
kissing the white part
of her thighs

Violette Rose-Jones

A haiku written on a warm December day in Chicago

bouncing up and down
cheerfully, Canada geese
blue waves of the lake

Carol Ruth Kimmel

above his bed
glow in the dark stars;
I count them

Violette Rose-Jones

House shares a secret

house shares a secret
the ceiling painted over
glow in the dark stars

Ian Row

The heat brings it home

the heat brings it home
can't move and outrun your mind
house in disorder

Ian Row

A thief is a thief

A thief is a thief
Can’t even trust a brother
Jaryd Killop steals

Ian Row

i.
Ugly migrant child
evokes lesser sympathy
bright local babies

ii.
7.48
no seats on city bound train
suburb spillover

Ian Row

Spot Haiku 34

i.
close air hold its own
in winter's final weather
pale light breaks through glass

Catherine Dineen

ii.
In Australia
my right to equality
is traded for votes.

Chris Gill

iii.
Control the ego
Protect it and subsume it
Looking for balance

Simon Patience

iv.
rain reigns night and day
tyranny of wet and grey
when'll you go away?

Dawn Mok

v.
Everyday is Christmas
Every night is New Year’s eve
Sade in my house

*contains a lyric written by Sade Adu and Martin Ditcham

Ian Row

vi.
drunk and fat I see
it must be that time of year
Jesus' birthday

Catherine Dineen

New York traffic jam
Sun pouring through the window
Sweating my ass off

Neil Krieger

so it's come to this...
life in a fragile time;
drinking in secret

Catherine Dineen

Change comes, but slowly -
Three steps forward, two steps back
Its sweet time, taken

Jeff Patterson

Sweet, foreign crushes
on number-poets happen -
Strange perhaps, but true

Jeff Patterson

these socks

these socks aren't mine
must be dad's; think twice - oh hell
walking in your shoes

Ian Row

Sorrow

Her beautiful hands
Told me her story, as they
Swept away her tears

Natalie Au

Return to Sender

Return to sender
"No longer at this address"
Missing: Cindy Sprague

Ian Row

there you go again
even after all this time
you are everywhere

Ian Row

I shall never see
a poem as lovely as
an empty inbox

Sophie Buchanan

Epic fail GP

Epic fail GP
Where are your f**king manners?
This will cost you

Ian Row

National Poetry Week - Part 3

i.
Lovefield airspace
the baby cries no louder
than its mother

ii.
meeting my birth mum
the cabbie talks about
spring equinoxes

iii.
baby photographs
I find another cool spot
in the pillow

iv.
cider and beer
we talk about us again
as brother and sister

v.
coming into land
so many sunrises
over rooftops

vi.
Brisbane airport
the quarantine dog handler's
brief jealously

vii.
Perth grasslands
rainbow lorikeets block my walk
with squabbles

viii.
death of a friend
now I wonder how long
with my birth mum

Alan Summers

National Poetry Week - Part 2

i.
when poets are loved
as much as footballers are
they won't need "a week"

Cathy Dineen

ii.
New beginnings sprung
Homely impatience gives way
Next stop Seminyak

Jason Rostant

iii.
Hey there birthday boy
Cusp of a new age bracket
Wait for me

Ian Row

iv.
Birthday yum cha
So this is your family
You already made sense

Ian Row

National Poetry Week - Part 1

i.
A neighbour’s garden
Covet the bright magnolias
Grow pink with envy

Ian Row

ii. Ah, Spring
Post prandial walk
The jasmine’s scent envelops me
With her gentle kiss

Natalie Au

iii.
Spring’s morning rays
Charlie bakes on the deck
Love Boat pussycat

Ian Row

iv.
Like aliens from the sky
Spring blossoms twinkle, twinkle
Spin earth around

Karen McVean

v.
Over here it’s spring
Time to stop hating me
Over there… monsoon

Ian Row

Silicone ear plugs
The quiet is addictive
You're nothing to me

Ian Row

Never ending heat
Knowledge, experience, fun
The bell tolls loudly.

Megan Maley

Those layers I shed
Lie scattered here at my feet
Thank God that's over.

Cathy Dineen

"Clean Fridge Friday"
Expiry date and your name!
Jane: forever

Ian Row

Case Reference: ah/66380

'gesture of goodwill'
Metro: two dailys, just this once
Admission of nothing

Ian Row

Jung’s Shadow

Some gifts are wanted
And some gifts are unwanted
My gift is madness

Natalie Au

Tour de Force

Cadel Evans you’re
my hero. Such a great smile
easy on the eye

Natalie Au

Words with friends
I smell a word generator
Silence with friends

Ian Row

For Bear*

May the grass be sweet
And the riders not too fat
In horsey heaven

Cathy Dineen

*my favourite riding school horse, died at the ripe old age of 27.
Fearless but caring, he will be missed.

reach for my empty
pocket like a phantom limb
a wallet thieved

Ian Row

preface to mission
at some point I'd like pie
calibrate my needs

Ian Row

beneath saffron robes
a nipple peekabooed
flash enlightenment

Dawn Mok

American, saying goodbye to a friend after joint trip to Hawai'i

airport shuttle bus
early plane flies back to Aus.
Aloha, dear friend.

Carol Ruth Kimmel

on her nipple
a drip of yellow paint
sunday afternoon

Violette Rose-Jones

Ice cream disaster
An oil spill of French Vanilla
No complaints from cat

Ian Row

Friday Carlton rush
Kenton seeks island refuge
Nearly run over

Jason Rostant

Saturday inspects
Windows to domestic bliss
Will my bid suffice?

Jason Rostant

Leaves shiver in the
cold winter wind.  The ghost gum’s
bark strips as night falls.

Natalie Au

Unpicked in the night
Dangling full and liquid sweet
Ripe blood orange moon.

Kenton Miller

i.
this foggy morning
i wear your music to work
the words, the way home

ii.
the pull and the push
love me, love it all away
Friday night full moon

Ian Row

The Page Family Grave – Birdsville Track

This quiet home; a
Small and poignant warning to
Arrogant tourists.

Cathy Dineen

i.
the headline read:
public servant perspires
midday G & T

ii.
three day old cupcake
stretching out celebration
death by stale icing

Ian Row

rainy evening
while stuck in heavy traffic
a tooth aches

Ao-Suzume

carambolas sliced –
the star of the salad
tossed into the bowl

Gillena Cox

Hot Cross Haiku is Five!

Thank you to the following hot crossers for your contributions over the last 12 months.

Alan Summers
Cambosis
Cathy Dineen
Cesca Alice
Chris Gill
Clive the Camel
Dawn Mok
Ian Row
Jason Rostant
Jeff Patterson
Jodie Hawthorne
Margaret Quigley
Natalie Au
Neil Krieger
Patrick McCormick
Shawjonathan
Simon Patience
Sutekh the Destroyer
Terry the Thylacine
Violet Rose-Jones
Vitee Jampoka

Now, you do know Hot Cross Haiku has a Facebook group, don’t you?
Well, from today onwards Hot Cross Haiku will reproduce its blog content for its Facebook group. It kinda makes sense and this way, the Facebook group members will never have to go without!

Speed Round 06/11

i.
Another haiku
I'm not feeling inspired
Today...

Neil Krieger

ii.
Dog Man Star is great
Though some songs are harrowing
It still cleans your soul

Simon Patience

iii.
unsolved Sudoku
the verge of knowing: a view
when I become them

Ian Row

Spot Haiku 33 Part 3 of 3 - All seasons haiku

i.
Of your own making
The stress you've been creating
Perpetuating

Simon Patience

ii.
Peoplewatching
The passengers at gate 9
Boys I’d like to bonk

Ian Row

iii.
Darting, laughing
On crested wave competing
Dolphins surf

Margaret Quigley

iv. inspired by Emily Dickinson
backscattered
from the lunar surface
the universe my shoe

Alan Summers

v.
sound of jet engine
in my headphones, in my head
wrestles with Boz Scaggs

Ian Row

vi.
Sea sparklingly cool
Glimpsed from nursing home window...
He once drank champagne

Margaret Quigley

Spot Haiku 33 Part 2 of 3 - Winter haiku

i.
Hunched against the rain
looking down, we see the sky.
Everywhere mirrors!

Chris Gill

ii.
Cold wind breaks the soul
Warm breath on a window pane
Foggy funny face

Cathy Dineen

iii.
Far roam I drinkless
now I need not, I might just
to escape this rain!

Clive the Camel

iv.
Silly placentals
sadly out of place in my
constant forest damp.

Terry the Thylacine

Spot Haiku 33 Part 1 of 3 - Rapture haiku

i.
Feeling rapturous
Jesus freaks await years' end
Just another day

Jason Rostant

ii.
Fuck the Rapture
Everyday is my last day
Since you went away

Neil Krieger

i.
Autumn's last leaves cringe...
Winter's icy whispering
Daring them to die

ii.
Autumn's camellias
Farewelling Mother Earth
With blossomed kisses

iii.
First snowflake of winter
Gentle, cool....
Our last kiss

Margaret Quigley

Culpability
becomes liability
only if you're judged.

Chris Gill

sunrise
ebony hands
sift the grains

Jodie Hawthorne