Christmas Kukai

binging Christmas movies
Home Alone, The Santa Clause
even Harry Potter?

illuminated church
full pews      big grins
The First Noel

snow bells ring
I'm not listening
until finals are finished

Mackenzie Martin (8)

father hangs the ornament
I can't reach
Christmas Eve

Mia Klek (3)

hands grasped around my waist
I place the star
atop the tree

Trey DeLuna (5)

12:00
her eyes flutter closed
thump thump thump

matching pajamas
nearly tripping over each other
on the way to the tree

Maya Dougherty (6)

christmas morning
crumpled wrapping paper
discarded on the floor

the ugly ornaments
we made in kindergarten
mom's favorites

Maya Dougherty (13)

unwrapping the care
package from home
Christmas in October

the children race downstairs
into the arms
of the tree

snow falls outside
a lonely angel
sits atop the tree

Lucas Chatterton (2)

before the sun,
the excited whispers fill the house
Christmas

shiny red wrapping paper
and satin green ribbon
left under the pine

snow glistens
outside the frosty window
Christmas morning

choir concert
the director pauses, mouths
from the heart

Lane Casper (5)

the kids try their best
to fake patience
Christmas morning

Lane Casper (7)

helping mom decorate
the kitchen smells of sugar cookies
and eggnog

Christmas shopping
a mother yells at
the store employee

twinkling lights
shine on
the homemade ornaments

Kalli Farmer (3)

no presents under the tree
“ho ho ho”
comes from inside the chimney

middle of the night
I peak out the window
blanket of snow

Benjamin Maynard (5)

home from school
Christmas tree
is already up

Benjamin Maynard (5)

Mom's mashed potatoes
Grandma Libby's green beans
      must be Christmas dinner

Benjamin Maynard (3)

family Christmas carols
snowflakes softly kiss
my rosy cheeks

Austin Taylor (5)

12 foot Christmas tree
expertly wrapped presents
for our dog

standing under the mistletoe
my eyes meet with
my dog's

Austin Taylor (8)

I open the door
to the wonderful smell
Grandma's cooking

kitten's first winter
freshly fallen snow
is undisturbed no more

snow falls slowly
carolers sing . . .
its the best time of the year

seasons change
the nights grow colder
father's homemade chili

snowball fight
struck by a fast one
on the back of my neck

Alex Herrera (3)

Halloween looms
most stores are selling
Christmas decorations

an ornament shatters on the hardwood
holding my breath
until mom's forgiving smile

Lane Casper (4)

Fall Break Haiku

fall break
campus is empty
except for the athletes

broken cooler
time to play repairmen
quality time with my father

their song echos through the house
my parents dancing
in the living room

can't help
but jump into
the pile of leaves

Benjamin Maynard (4)

43 years of marriage
still acting like teenagers
my grandparents

Alex Herrera (9)

thinking I can sleep in
coach schedules
early practice

roommates fooling around
in the tiny kitchen
hole in the wall

prickly beard
my pillow softly whispers
"shave please"

Austin Taylor (7)

This haiku grew on me the more I read it, and slowly became one of my favorites. I like how funny it is, and the unique personification of the pillow against his face. It is relatable, because nearly everyone goes to a sort of silly place at times, directly before they fall asleep. It's like the narrator is so exhausted that he is having this humorous dialogue between himself and the pillowcase going inside his head. Mackenzie

pouring rain
the chill disappears
in the coffee shop

Trey DeLuna

I'm not quite sure who the author of this poem is, but I love it because of the image of the warm coffee shop in contrast with the cold rain outside. I immediately am overwhelmed with the smells of coffee, and I can almost hear the clinking of mugs and chatter inside. Mackenzie

waking up
to mom's gentle face
instead of an alarm clock

Maya Dougherty (7)

I really like this haiku first because I am ready for Thanksgiving break and Winter break to be home and off of classes for a little while. I also like not having to set an alarm before you go to bed and you wake up to mom cooking breakfast for you. There is no better feeling and this haiku brings that warm, homey feeling. Austin

sisters whispering
telling stories
they can't tell their parents

Maya Dougherty (7)

This haiku was beautiful in its simplicity, and reminded me entirely too much of my childhood with my sister. I hear loud laughs, fighting, and inside jokes when I read this haiku. Mackenzie

warm feet
buried in the covers
of my own bed

annual ping pong tournament
dad never
lets me win

Mia Klek (3)

all six of us
gathered in the kitchen
the smell of bacon

flapper dress twirls
blue poodle skirt
thrift shopping

Mackenzie Martin (2)

walking through campus
brisk autumn air
swinging my keys

back to the future
familiar faces
in my new hometown

Mackenzie Martin (5)

quick conversation
trails along our twisted driveway
my dad chuckles

apples from August rotted
their only use now—
take a baseball bat to them

Kalli Farmer (3)

little flame
lights the whole night
through a jack-o-lantern

holding her breath
she counts
to ten

come home to an empty house
even though I'm on break
no one else is

winding country road
a paint-chipped truck
carries pumpkins

Georgia Martindale (5)

This was a happy, easygoing haiku. I imagined a truck that is puttsing down the road without a care in the world. The driver is not in any rush and is just enjoying himself with the windows down in his truck. This haiku makes me think of my favorite place in the world, which is a little town called Elgin, Iowa. We have a farm out in the country with winding roads and it is always a relaxing time when we visit the farm. Austin

rain pouring
we sprint to the
locked church doors

Georgia Martindale (4)

bonfire night
marshmallow goodness
dripping down my hand

Kalli Farmer (4)

singing in the choir
I search for my mother
in the audience

Georgia Martindale (4)

red lights
in the morning fog
disappear

soft supple leather
new baseball glove
waiting to play catch with dad

children splash each other
in the puddles of rain-
red rubber boots

Georgia Martindale (3)

night in Chicago
the flash of the gun
lights up the skyline

Kalli Farmer (3)

under the moon
we wait for you
to come outside

Madeline Delano (4)

warm kitchen
grandma stands over the stove
and offers me a taste

Lane Casper (3)

we discuss
our revenge
over a glass of wine

Madeline Delano (7)

excited seven-year-old
slurps up the milk
left in the cereal bowl

crooked grin
he reaches
for the one ticklish spot

hole in my shoe
have to make them last
two more months

Lucas Chatterton (2)

mom's tight embrace
I smile and
wash up for dinner

Lane Casper (6)

I really like the warmth that I feel when I read this haiku. I love being home for dinner especially when my mom is cooking. She makes the best food no matter what it is. I can also hear my mom calling me to dinner from being downstairs playing videogames with my brother. I just like the good feelings this haiku conveys. Austin

three remotes
two batteries
the old switcheroo

Lucas Chatterton (7)