Chiff & Fipple Presents:

Tinwhistle Haiku

edited by James Isaacs and Dale Wisely

635

tiny toadstool ring ...
the tune of his tinwhistle
compels her to dance

636

wartime foxhole
soldier's tinwhistle silences
even the raven

637

otherworld forest ...
a boy and his tinwhistle
fear not odd shadows

tactserv

638

love is my SweeTone
joy turns to bitter sorrow
oops I stepped on it

Mark Gowran

639-643

Up and down and up
Never getting anywhere
Bach on a whistle?

Star Trek, Titanic
Sound bites on a slick soundtrack
Generations sold

Trees caress the moon
Stars shine down as Joanie plays
Cherish the Ladies
                                (about a concert in Nevada City, California last Sept.)

You teach me a tune
Your mind to mine, fingers move,
tied by threads of air

Key of B major
Recorders rage, flutists flee
Burke makes it easy.

Kathryn Canan

644-646

On every grass blade
Dew drops sit quite happily
Then the noon-time comes

Blossoms in the wind
Rays of sunlight on the snow
Silence is golden


Tulips and roses
In the meadow butterflies
The sunshine glistens

Jessica Silanskas

copyright2000jessicasilanskas
JazzUp4Ever@aol.com

647-651

First taste of Guinness

Coupled with black shiny Clarke

 Notes sound good to me 

 

Across the vast seas

 A haunting Air I do send

 Only for you my friend

 

 Cherish the Ladies

  Great sounds do unfurl

 

       I practice, practice

    With predictable results

      More notes left over

 

       My trusty Clarke D

    It doth therapy provide

   Makes heart swell with pride

    Stan Stahl

 

662

Silent stars listen,
as I sit on Christmas Eve,
and play 'Silent Night'.

Michael P. Olson

663

Try as you may friend
Suck with all your might and then
Blow in the right end

Denny St. Clair

664

one note at a time
a flock of mockingbirds joins
the pennywhistler

Debra Woolard Bender
Orlando, FL 32808
http://www.crosswinds.net/~paperlanterns

665

To wet my whistle
Moist breath into the fipple
Guiness into me


David J. Finnamore

666-667

The beauty of song.
As neighbors hear my music
rocks hit my window.


I bought a whistle.
For a time I am content,
then I must buy more.

Mark Sackett

 

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