zombies in the fields
lifting each cauliflower
decoy brains

(Scott Thouard)





footprints smell
of fungus and new rain

(grant b)







in lust
for the drummer
this silent heart

(Lorin)







out in the dark behind
the disco – waiting

(Genevieve Osborne)







new moon
all that exposed flesh
shivers my skin

(Graham Nunn)







the high-pitch screeches
swallowed by fog

(Barbara A Taylor)







Salome's dragon
coughs
a wake in progress

(Liam)







prizes at Bar Etiquette
for the best dressed dead

(Lorin)







stop!
on the tailor's needle
bits of blood

(Vasile Moldovan)







his mouth drawn shut
a head-shrinker's trophy

(grant b)







dreaming of pearls
the old actress
leaves her teeth out

(Graham Nunn)







signing autographs
sideshow seats glow orange

(David Prater)







Armageddon rules
against the whistle blower
a stiff wind

(Betty Ann Galloway)







midnight, the train departs
for death camps

(Barbara A Taylor)







all by itself
a hand creeps
through the moonlight

(Ashley Capes)







whose coat of arms
on this signet ring?

(Lorin)







nicotine sky
dulling the smell
of bodies

(Graham Nunn)



suffocated by
datura's tubular bells

(Barbara A Taylor)









here in the garden
worms outnumber
the dead

(Graham Nunn)







reincarnations
wriggling to escape

(Barbara A Taylor)







Cowards!
I cannot believe
they're gone

(Betty Ann Galloway)







‘scuse me, friend
this spot taken?

(Liam)







our breathing stilled
a city crumbles beyond
the north window

(Wilie)







cutting deeper
a blade fashions sorrow

(Liam)







iron coloured smoke
slicing through the fallen trees
never stops rising

(grant)







foraging wild pigs
squeal on their backs

(Barbara A Taylor)







mudslinging
zombie brides
dirty dancing

(Betty Ann Galloway)







sweet words below the hedge
the earth quakes

(Claire)







maybe it’s the tides
pulling our bodies back up
pulp gleams in moonlight

(grant)







spindle-limbs erected
all along the shore

(Jasmina)







behind closed doors
bony fingers are spinning thread
for shrouds

(Genevieve Osborne)







esprit de corps!
mummies scatter

(Liam)







swinging a baseball bat
I hear that
satisfying crunch

(Ashley Capes)







fresh mounds pop up
in the soupy mist

(Jasmina)







bearded iris
holds and
shuffles the deck

(Liam)







each nodding head
learning to crawl again

(grant)

This renga is a compilation of Zombie Haikunaut Renga I and Zombie Haikunaut Renga II. Read an explanation of the original instructions. And very big thanks to Ashley Capes, our renga master!