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​​​ Haikus are sorted by the first name of the poets
First Names: A-C

Haikus A-C   Haikus D-I   Haikus J-L   Haikus M-Z​
Haikus selected by our jurors for installation in windows are in PURPLE type; finalists are in BLUE.
Battle Green walk
whispering voices
on sacred ground

- Adelaide Shaw


the tolling bell
the call to prayer
and to battle

- Adelaide Shaw


Sunday nooning
meat pie and gossip
at the tavern
​
- Adelaide Shaw


marsh grasses sway, hide
red-winged blackbirds dart, chatter
call, warning, hello,

- Adriana Grant


loud as rusty hinges
meet, meet, rusty blackbirds
Hayden Woods, haven 

- Adriana Grant


at Dunback Meadow 
mourning warblers round dense forest
regrowth, thickets

- Adriana Grant

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Dainty parasols
Lining granite garden walls
May apples unfurl

-Alan Millner


Skipping down the street
Licking yummy treats, drip drip
Shoes enjoying too

-Anita Patel


Joyce Miller's Meadow
enigmatic trails cover
ancient black bogland

-Ann Sullivan


spring cacophony
Great Meadow bird songs
no  longer muffled by snow

-Ann Sullivan


bike path scenery -
little girls and boys
playing at ball games

-Ann Sullivan


Thin metallic box
A rainbow of wood and wax
In need of a hand

-Anonymous 


Knowledge in the books
Librarians hard at work
Quiet but the books

-Arjun Patel, age 10


Bright red on the streets
Holds water for those in need
Don't sound the alarm

-Arjun Patel, age 10


Green trees and clear skies,
Flowing meadows and strong winds,
Lexington is great

-Ashir, age 10


Mo's ice cream truck tunes
Costumed tour guides on the Green  
Sights and sounds of Spring

-Barbra Gorvine


Lex Rec and Hayden
The July 4th carnival
Summer traditions

-Barbra Gorvine


Veterans honored
MLK Day of Service 
Lexington respect

-Barbra Gorvine


Nature needs our help.
Pollution, acid rain, harm.
Please help out the Earth.

-Bennett Swan


Ice cream is delicious.
Sweet, edible summer.
Dribbling down our chins.

-Bennett Swan


No taxation
Without representation!
Revolution was here.

-Bennett Swan


Moccasins once tread
this old path I walk today
filled with vibrant life

-Beth Kress


We hurtle through space
and splintered streaks of time
moving toward the light

-Beth Kress


There it is again
that empty space called longing
where once you used to be

-Beth Kress


Calm full laden cart
Free to enter anytime
Gifts of words and acts

-Bhupemdra Patel


Purple crocus head
pokes gleefully through brown earth
Young doe’s mouth hovers

-Brian Schulz 


At pond’s edge a hawk
dips her wing   breaks the surface
of empty blue sky

-Brian Schulz


Full moon
Moths rise from shaggy grass
flutter into the night


-Brian Schulz


train travels though the night 
I watch the slow movie of
AWAY

-Browen Heuer


A silent forest
Once deserted, now it’s full
A noisy forest

-Brynn Kilgore and Nitsa Agarwal, both age 10


Life is bittersweet:
Disastrous war in Ukraine
Spring flowers blooming

-Carol Sacerdote


Summer awakens
Flowers shine toward the sun
Discreet love blooming

-Carol Ward


Tulips Blossoming
Petals displayed to the world
Dutch art is unframed

-Carol Ward


Museum Opens
Students file in unknowing
History Lives On

-Carol Ward


Bright white steeple
Green grass triangle
Glinting hero poses for centuries

-Carole Davidson


squeak, squeak--
the marker wants
to be in a haiku

-Cary library group


stars shining
I wonder if I could stop the war

-Cary library group


walking trails
leaves crunching 
quiet moments 


-Cathy Bentix


among the books
a child’s joy
the quiet breaks


-Cathy Bentix


What began here grows,
from Brick to Green. History
lives in each neighbor

 
-Celina Burgueno

we left families
we were the picture takers
left out of the frame

-Charlotte Man, age 10


rice, sticky as glue
rice or glue, who has a clue?
sticky rice or glue?

-Charlotte Man, age 10


historic cemetery
the silence broken by
a crossbill’s chirping


-Christine  L. Villa


I pedal along
with the lilac breeze
new-found trail

-Christine L. Villa


my thoughts run free
among the racehorse statues
Sunday picnic

-Christine L. Villa


the rose bushes bloom in
the audacious red of dawn,
insisting I stop
-Cindy Greene


On instinct he stoops,
his worn hands pick up strewn trash. 
A gift for our town. 

-Cindy Greene


soft sun lights the lake, 
still, yet filled with unseen life, 
making me reflect 

-Cindy Greene


The deepening light
ripe fruit falls in the cool air
sweetness touches earth

-Claudia Ravaschiere


Glistening plumage
Turkeys forage the forest floor
primeval wild free

-Claudia Ravaschiere​


I long for the sea
wet passion of waves on sand
The hot sky is mine

-Claudia Ravaschiere

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Coffee beans screech loud
Ground to aromatic grounds
All for our pleasure 

-Colette Byrne
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