Pawel Markiewicz - his haiku was specially selected by
Hasegawa Kai at: SOKO MATSUBARA INTERNATIONAL
HAIKU COMPETITION:
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gallant butterfly
I am godifying Your strong Paweł Markiewicz (Poland)
born from the starlets
The editor is Pawel Markiewicz from Poland, who has published his tender haiku in English in
print as well as online jornals, magazines and sites:
1. Haiku (Anthology by Moonstone-Arts-Center)
2. Ginyu - Japan
3. Taj Mahal Review Vo. 17
4. Spillwords
5. Better than starbucks
6. Academy of the Heart and Mind
7. Miriam’s Wells= pages
8. ISACOUSTIC
9. Haiku universe
10. Akita haiku
11. The ravensperch
12. The elixir magazine
13. The Mainichi
14. Harusame
15. Haiku Journal.com
16. Halibut
17. Seahores of haikuspirit
18. Literary Yard
19. ESUJ-H English Haiku
20. Scars Tv Publication
21. Free Xpresion
22. Bear creek haiku
22. Heliosparrow Poetry Journal
23. The Plum Tree Tavern
24. Carlotte Digregorios Writers Blog
25. Bamboo Hut
26. Mad Swirl
27. Ariel Chart
28. First Literary Review - East
29. Syltse (German)
30. Veilchen (German)
31. Haiku-Jahrbuch 2019 - Honigspur (German)
32. Glarean Magazin (German)
33. Albatross - Constanta Haiku in Romania
34. Hog wild haiku -Corine Timmer
36. The zen space
37. Under the Basho
38. Schwalben am Teichufer (German) - Edition
Durante
39. Scarlet Leaf Review
40. Poezja dzisiaj (Polish) - Poetry today
41. Otata Haiku Journal
42. Zvona i Nari: poem with haiku in red color
The night mood of the beaches
the heavenly cute Atlantic!
the infinitely sonorous California Bay!
the dreamlike eternal Lake Ontario!
all these places enchanting a night goddess
= starry lady with comet dust
(the fog over me
lava is flowing slowly
in rhythm of spiders)
so that more seagulls are touching breakers
sirens sitting on beaches and sleeping
= miracle of winged poets
(dew in the ewer
I’m drinking like ambrosia
with melancholy)
they - from the sea depth -
tell the fisherman
a legend about a pirate treasure
when the ebbs are carrying sea feelings
a night flood is just beginning
Poseidon is there
= magican and the dreams fulfilled in pearls
(winged poetry
angels are flying in pairs
above volcano)
he is showing me a thousand shells
I am simply shrouded in tidal melancholy
on the beach you can hear the winged trembling of terns
= charmant wings of melancholy
(the fog above me
all dreams are being fulfilled
in ways to the stars)
a seal is resting
waiting for sea loneliness
and perpetuates the most beautiful sea feeling
in the dreamy fantasy
the fisherman on the beach
= man that loves each red sun in the morning
(ewer and calyx
the dew is being cooled here
ready to drink it)
counting the philosophical night stars
the first waves at night
are enchanting me after the last sunset
in the paradisiacal night stars
I am finding the loneliness of the spirit
I am building a fairytale sand castle on the dune
and what is my dearest angelic
homeland´s friend doing - the moon - asking my soul
it is sending the sea of lights
I am dwelling on the every light as well
a noble king-of-the-Alps
the little light from the moon conjuring up
also a necklace from small seaweed
at the bust of seafaring fairy
= clandestine paths to poetry souls
(poetries with wings
winged angels in glory
heaven loves the world)