Kukai 2 - Seasonal Haiku

PACE Global Haiku--Kukai 2 Seasonal Haiku, January 2006
(Select 8-10 favorite haiku, and write a ¶ of imagined response to 2 favorites.)

eyes squint
at the burst of light
from the ocean

crisp autumn night
we snuggle together
inside the tent

dreamy thoughts
floating on the lake
the dock from afar

fresh footprints
on a snow covered street
a runner’s joy

snow boots
trashcan lid
the race is on

frost on the pumpkin
the horse’s breath
fogs the air

our way home
as we count . . .
the deer

falling leaves
blanket
the fresh grave

winter campfire
warming hotdog
shaped fingers

unfinished snowman
warming my fingers with cocoa
in order to pee

a fresh cut pumpkin
the flickering candle
casts its glow

fresh wet snow
rolling it up
our first snowman

the autumn leaves
falling
Trick or treat?

polar bear swim
steaming cups of cocoa
in the kitchen

a warm spring day
my sons and I talk
as we walk to the park

kites in the air
the young boy
grabs his father’s hand

spring showers
day after day after day
longing for sunshine

looking up to
the skyscraper
snowman

crackling bonfire
kids huddled together
during a ghost story

hot and humid
fishing on the river bank
mosquitoes are biting

we sneak to the creek
our bathing suits hidden
underneath our clothes

November night
awakened by mom
dad took some pills

a long day at the pool
a light summer breeze
dries my hair

forbidden hill
covered with powdery snow
we laugh the whole way

Christmas Eve
the snow falls
for Santa’s sleigh

the early morning dew
the dog’s feet
are all wet

snowflakes falling gently
I stick out my tongue
to catch just one

frost covered window
a child breathes
to clear a spot to see

cold and windy
hustling down Michigan Avenue
Christmas shopping trip

frozen lake
pulling a fish through
a hole that's too small

thick, wet snowflakes
cover the world;
silence

unbearable wind-chill
between skyscrapers
my frozen nose

midnight sky
clear as day
we stare at the stars

cold winter morning
the crunching of breakfast
a mouse

glitter sparkling
on the wings of an angel
snow day

layers and layers of clothing
to play outside
I’m ready to go in now

an explosion of color
on a hot summer night
the Grand Finale

August sun
two dogs cooling off
in a mountain lake

marshmallows over
a crackling fire
mosquito in my ear


© 2006, Randy Brooks • Millikin University
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