Global Haiku Tradition • Tan-Renga 2017

(write capping verses for at least 4-5 of these)


standing at the top
looking over a sea of trees
king of the world

 

 


at the funeral
an old man
grabs the last cookie

 

 


false happiness
masked over her face
turning the volume up

 

 


hospital waiting room
husband calls into work
for his dead wife

 

 

 


friends I haven't seen
we pick up
right where we left off

 

 


little fingers
reaching for my fries
     for the third time

 




i can hear
giggles in the other room
a couple's first sleepover

 

 


i think
everyone
has a whatshisname

 

 


snowman
stands alone
protecting the house

 

 


the creak and squeak
as I pedal
grandma's old bike

 

 


late night
we sneak to the train tracks
no one will see

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


lying on the
trampoline
mapping out our future

 

 


once more I find myself
comforted
by an empty home

 

 


if i knew
it was the last embrace
    i would've held tighter

 

 


the milky way
our headlights
and a full tank

 

 


never whispering
        a word—
the old willow tree

 




pondering life
on a boat
I drop my paddle

 

 


my hands on you
your hands on me
just awake enough to kiss

 

 


© 2017, Randy Brooks • Millikin University • All rights returned to authors upon publication.