Merrill Ann Gonzales

Born in Queens, New York, USA
Living in Dayville, Connecticut, USA
http://snowbirdpress.wordpress.com

Merrill Ann Gonzales

 

blood red shoots emerge –

my grandmother’s peonies

at my mother’s door

 

Mayfly 21 (April 1996)

 

autumn equinox –

the flowers on my porch

hang upside down

 

Modern Haiku 35:1 (winter-spring 2004)

 

between boot tracks

in a bed of pine needles –

lady slippers

 

Woodnotes 28 (spring 1996)

 

cicadas –

my strength flows

into the day’s heat

 

The Heron’s Nest 8:4 (December 2006)

 

holding dusk

in shadows behind the shed

white pheasant eyes

 

Frogpond 23:3 (2000)

 

I rake dried leaves

from my garden path –

the smell of mint

 

Dandelion Clocks (HSA Members’ Anthology 2009)

 

I wade in the brook

that he loved to paint –

pull of the current

 

Frogpond 36:2 (2003)

 

in the turtle’s ear

the silent plush

of the kayak’s paddle

 

Robert Spiess Modern Haiku 34:1 (winter-spring 2003)

 

Indian summer –

the doe turns

into the wind

 

The Heron’s Nest 5:2 (February 2003)

 

moon child –

a different face

each morning

 

Acorn 23 (fall 2009), 15

 

moonlight closing each daylily

 

Forrester, ed. Seed Packets (2009)

 

 

new path –

the throat

of a violet

 

The Heron’s Nest 8:3 (September 2006)

 

north wind

and the swirl of leaves –

this fire within

 

The Heron’s Nest 12:1 (March 2010)

 

red-tail

with the sky

all to himself

 

Modern Haiku 41:1 (winter-spring 2010)

 

shredded checks –

the robin weaves my life

into its nest

 

The Heron’s Nest 11:4 (December 2009)

 

separated

from the spring garden

by a glass pane

 

Woodnotes 25 (summer 1995)

 

slicing red peppers –

the secret

I can’t tell

 

Acorn 24 (spring 2010)

 

stone in my pocket –

the brook cuts deeper

into the mountain

 

Harold G Henderson Awards 2006, HM
Frogpond 30:1 (winter 2007)

 

snowmelt

sparrow checks

under each leaf

 

Modern Haiku 31:2 (summer 2000)

 

the taste

of the peach I didn’t buy –

it’s aroma

 

Frogpond 33:1 (winter 2010)

 

the town’s foundations –

ancient mill stone

lost in the woods

 

Bottle Rockets 6:2 (#12, 2005)

 

throbbing cicadas

the same rhythm

as my pulse

 

Modern Haiku 41:1 (winter-spring 2010)

 

winter wind

a wasp nest tumbles

from the eaves

 

The Heron’s Nest 4:2 (February 2002)