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23 February, 2018
I cannot scry you.
Sun glare dapples your surface –
a trance of movement.
©  Kae Cheatham 2018

Kae Cheatham is a writer, photographer/graphic artist, speaker – there’s not much he can’t do, if it’s legal. This is his first appearance at Pure Haiku.

I love this different take on the theme of OCEAN – the impossibility of scrying the waves!
This haiku is part of my OCEAN series.
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22 February, 2018
How deep could I sink
below your glassy surface?
Exploring your depths.
©  Matthew Saunders 2018

Matthew Saunders says of himself that “I started my blog about a month ago and am still feeling blown away by how amazing the whole experience is! (Ask me again in another month.)” This is his first appearance at Pure Haiku.

I chose this haiku because of its intimate feel and also because of the contrast between the “glassy surface” and “your depths”.
This haiku is part of my OCEAN series.

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21 February, 2018
tempest-tossed beams rot
secrets forever ship-bound
ghosts dwell in the deep
©  Merril D. Smith 2018

Merril D. Smith travels through time and space while gazing out her kitchen window.

This haiku haunted me from the first reading. I liked the action and the concealment in the words.
This haiku is part of my OCEAN series.

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20 February, 2018
Patient, biding time
leery of liminal space
water feels no rush
©  Veronica Hosking 2018

Veronica Hosking enjoys scrawling words in ink while ignoring dirty dishes in the sink. This is her first appearance at Pure Haiku.

Excellent use of language and I love the last line.
This haiku is part of my OCEAN series.

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19 February, 2018
found in storm darkness
his craft wrecks wooden vessels;
Hollander has wings
© Freya Pickard 2018
This haiku is part of my OCEAN series.

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16 February, 2018
white headed wave grows
topples under its own weight
thunder cloud crashes
©  Sarah Connor 2018

Sarah Connor works with young people with mental health needs, and she write poems because it’s better than meditating! Despite her name, she hasn’t yet met any homicidal androids from the future. This is her first appearance at Pure Haiku.

Having watched the sea in action and doing just this, I had to include this haiku because it accurately pin-points that moment of crashing on the shore …
This haiku is part of my OCEAN series.

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15 February, 2018
Inside of her womb,
I hear the fisher’s laughter,
sense the brisk west wind.
©  Bill Engleson 2018

Bill Engleson says of himself, “I was conceived at sea, suckled for the year at sea, and I dream of water, always.”

I loved this haiku from the first round. Is the writer talking about the sea itself being a womb or is he talking about a woman who has been impregnated by a sea god?
This haiku is part of my OCEAN series.

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