Haiku Kukai 4 Favorites • Global Haiku

Millikin University • January 2017

of the loudest
coffee shop noises
clicking

Nathan Heppermann (2)

for I know the path
I travel
yet don’t know where to go

Bayleigh Tabor (5)

This haiku reminds me of a story that my mother used to read for us when we have an intriguing question or a problem hard to solve. It is about a kid who new the path that he has to through but he didn’t know where he should go because he found himself in the middle of nowhere. You might know the way that you are going trough but you do know where to go. This haiku is hard to get. However I see it with a small contradiction. In life, sometimes we thing that we know but behind our mind there is a little doubt. Rachel

peace breaks
water
soft strokes

Quentin Key

only my shadow stays
on my way to the top
a lion roars

all I need
is you next to me
silence

Sydney Brangenberg (3)

sun goes down
my heart sinks
goodbye

Sarah Hoadley (3)

laughing
boy talk
girls just being girls

Sydney Brangenberg (2)

light ringlets
falling from the sky
permed hair

red circle
like an eye
pasta cooking

as I clean—
I gently fold
my grandmothers quilt

Sarah Hoadley (4)

My family was blessed to have two quilting grandmothers in the family. I, as well as the rest of my family, have gotten to use, store, and keep many beautiful quilts. As I see it, quilting is a dying art and not that many people quilt anymore. So this adds to the value to the quilts that we have. There are so many colors, patterns, and textures that can be seen and felt in a quilt. The older ones need to be taken care of and handled with care. For these reasons, this haiku really resonates with me as my grandmother’s quilts are heritage and memories for my family. Nathan

the sun visits everyone
except the
little mouse in the shadows

Bayleigh Tabor (4)

my pearl necklace
passed down
so many memories

Sarah Hoadley (2)

I am crying
father, please wash me
with your water

walking
grandpa’s boots
ten more miles

windows down
music up
new spring air

Nathan Heppermann (2)

at night
all the memories come
as I sit alone

deserts of my mind
i haven’t found
a drop of you

Nathan Heppermann (4)

I imagine in the desert it is rare to find water, plants and animals. I imagine the desert of mind as a space in the mind where there is a place for that one-drop which cannot be found and it is her or him. I imagine this haiku happening a person who has lost her or his partner or a person who is dreaming to be with a man or a woman that she cannot be with. Rachel

car's magnificent shine
covered by
bitter cold

Quentin Key (3)

the kitten nibbles
at fingertips
of a total stranger

Bayleigh Tabor (2)

This brought me back to times when we had all of our different litters of kittens, either in our basement or out in the garage, and when it got to be time when they were old enough to find new homes, we would have people come to the house to look at them and sometimes pick them out to take home with them. That brought back all of the emotions of how hard it was to let go of the cute little kittens that I had grown to love, and how as I grew older, I realized that it is better if I didn’t name them so that it wouldn’t hurt as much when they were taken away to live with new families. Sydney

paw prints in the snow
of a new pup
101 dalmations

in the dark sky
I see
the bright moon

security guard enters
keys ring
with each step

Quentin Key

toast toasted
evenly
now butter

hold on
for one more day
my dear sweetheart

sun on my back
waves rolling in
paradise . . .

do you ever feel
like a used napkin
thrown aside in a waste can

Bayleigh Tabor (3)

coffee
brews
peace and unity

Nathan Heppermann (3)

nap, look out the window,
nap again
a dog’s hard life . . .

Sarah Hoadley (4)

I like the pause in the middle of this haiku it helps with the way it reads and is place nicely. I also enjoy the irony of the dog having a hard life. Quentin

boxing ring
words fly back and forth
between two conflicted hearts

Bayleigh Tabor (2)

I like how in this haiku, she uses the concept of a boxing ring to describe how the words are going back and forth. It’s as if two people are having a heated argument, but since they are conflicted, they are having a hard time making any sense out of what is being said. If it is a couple maybe they aren’t sure if they want to be together anymore. Sarah

I enjoy the way this haiku reads and the context that it is about. “boxing ring” as if you can hear the round starting and the competitors leave their corners for battle. But this fight doesn’t result in broken bones but the gut busting / heart breaking truth of words in battle. Words coming in like haymakers resulting in need of water in the team corner. Quentin

changing directions
field shortens
touchdown

Quentin Key (2)

broken hearts
mended together
with love for each other

in red
wine
my thoughts clearer

Sarah Hoadley (2)

night out
glasses clink
sex on the beach

saturday morning
french toast ready
spendin’ time with family

Sarah Hoadley (3)

I really enjoyed this haiku because of the memories I have with my family. I really enjoy the simple things that you get to do with your family. Something as simple as eating breakfast with your family can have such a strong impact in one’s life. I can smell the breakfast being made in the early morning. Sometimes it wakes me up that it smells so good. Everyone gathers around the table and enjoys fellowship together. It really sets up the day nicely. Spending time with my family is important to me now because when I get older, I am not sure how easy it will be for me to do so in the future. Nathan

from a tree
as flowers bloom
oh yeah . . . she laughs

Rachel Asifiwe (2)

my friend—
across the pond
crosses into trouble

Sarah Hoadley (4)

This one really hit home for me since I have been overseas and have friends who have been overseas when I was home. I just really made me think about how there are bad things going on all over in the world and that it really seems like nowhere is really safe. When I was in Europe, the were quite a few shooting and crazy things that happened back in the states that had me worried for my friends and then there were also times when I was home and there were bombings and things happening over in Europe, very close to where some of my friends were at. There are these real life instances but then there is also just the thought that the friend is so far away, and if anything were to happen, you feel even more far away, regardless of the fact that we have this amazing technology with calling and video chatting and whatnot. Sydney

door opens
Fuck!
it’s cold

Quentin Key

sleeping in a van
the young man
he says he’s a dreamer

Sarah Hoadley (3)

sweet note
on my pillow
soul on fire

Sydney Brangenberg

in a crowded
bar I only hear
your voice

Sydney Brangenberg (4)

In this haiku, even though the first line says crowded, it still seems peaceful to me. I get this peaceful feeling because it is as if she and this other person, maybe a boyfriend, are the only thing that matters. In the crowdedness of the bar, she’s only listening to him and not all the other people and background noise. Sarah

love
as you live,
moonlight

Rachel Asifiwe (3)

phone rings
slide to unlock
Facetime

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