Our Haiku Contest winner — Ann Ingraham!
lightening bugs in jarsrainstorm, cracking of thunder
my mom’s hands paint thyme
Ann Ingraham
Runners up:
Small child’s hand in mineLindsay saw the falling leaves
“The leaves are leaving!”
Kathy Tresch
Delicate flower
Your love was a raging sea
And a summer breeze
Conner Tamblin
A late-spring blossom
I gather your old vases
And heed your wisdom
Conner Tamblin
Everyday Precious
Morning’s tender light
breaks across her upturned face.
We sit in quiet.
Pepper Hernandez
“You’re not going out
dressed like that again, are you?
Come here, girl,” she said.
Karen Brown
my mom said my ear
was a shell, it echoes love
mom’s warm hug, like waves
Ann Ingraham
This whole life became
Exercise in devotion
Love smoothing the edge
Nancy Hage
Mother is a verb
it’s not just what we do, but
who we are inside
Sharon Eisenhauer
I am the mother
ship, steering my family
through its deep ocean
Lynn King
Longing deep inside
To experience a dream
And create new life
Monica Volker
I wear your sweaters,
won’t listen to messages
you left on my phone
Ericka Lutz
cool hands untangle
rat’s nests in my long dark hair
hourslong yanks of love
Ericka Lutz
Her closets? Empty.
In the yard, brown trusting eyes –
deer wait for apples.
Ericka Lutz