playground rain
a white chalk heart
washes away

—Carol Raisfeld

About the author: Carol Raisfeld lives in Atlantic Beach, NY USA. She serves as Director of WHChaikumultimedia, Associate Editor for Simply Haiku and as a moderator for WHClovehaiku. Her poetry and photography appear in print journals as well as online interactive PhotoHaiku galleries and magazines. Her work can also be seen on her personal website: Haiku Buds.

Responses to the haiku for 27 January 2005 by Carol Raisfeld

    ed markowski (1elmarko at comcast dot net)
    2005-01-27 10:00:14

    nice, nice, nice!

    Valentine's day
    a chocolate heart melts
    in winter sunlight

    Valentine's night
    we watch a third episode
    of Sex And The City

    kate (chrismomxyz at yahoo dot com)
    2005-01-27 10:02:12

    beautiful, Carol:)

    erased by sneakers-
    an orange butterfly

    2005-01-27 10:36:21

    winter playground
    flurry of booted feet
    small snow angels fly

    Truly enjoyed Carol's haiku...!

    Laryalee (laryalee at hotmail dot com)
    2005-01-27 11:25:34

    Lovely, Carol!

    early thaw--
    a heart carved
    on the gatepost

    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2005-01-27 20:32:45

    squeals in the park --
    sunny day
    too soon for spring


    john tiong chunghoo
    2005-01-29 03:18:30

    a valentine soreheart
    she learns that the rejected boy
    still sends her roses

    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2005-01-29 18:29:02

    weekend visit -
    feeble hands
    caress my face


    Ellen G. Olinger (ElinGrace at wi dot rr dot com)
    2005-01-31 06:13:28

    range of motion

    2005-02-09 12:48:52

    long slender string
    left on the empty playgound
    pulls memories of my old toy

    bob richardson (orgbob at webtv dot net)
    2005-04-13 13:14:29

    silent rain drops
    saturated with dust --
    explode upwards

    levon machenry (rebelyell at yahoo dot com)
    2005-05-24 19:08:12

    when i use the word moonpie it ain't
    dirty or nothing like that, it means
    the eating type of moonpie that's
    made a tad bit north of chattanooga
    near the old lee highway. your poem
    is real nice carol, here's my compliment
    to it.

    spring fever
    she & i
    share a moonpie

    if a girl shared a moonpie with you it was a sure
    sign that a kiss was next. just southern tradition

    2009-02-21 18:32:07

    overheard somewhere.

    "today is done
    this lesson learned
    night has come"


    funny thing, love that word "funny"; back to matters at hand, funny thing levon, i thought a cola(rc) would be next.

    mardi gras
    throwing of moonpie--
    southern cuisine


    stranger thought, "moonpie best served on fat tuesday; whoa!!! doesn't mardi gras mean fat tuesday & vice versa"