Kukai 2
PACE Global Haiku • Millikin University • Kukai 2, September 2010
wind in my hair |
watching the news |
gentle rain Besides the fact that this haiku reminds me of a song called “I’m not crying, it’s just been raining on my face.” I feel the sweetest relief when I read this one. I imagine myself so upset that I can’t hold back tears and don’t want anyone to know, but I feel some comfort or sweet relief in the fact that no one will be able to tell because of the rain. Kevin |
waiting to |
summer cookout |
SCALPEL |
our yard |
distributing Valentines |
always so close I really like this haiku. I see a boy who loved baseball his whole life. He has played the game since he was a small boy. He played baseball in high school, college, and then the minor leagues. He finally made it to the majors and it had always been his dream to hit a home run. One night his dream came true and then some. He hit his first home run which was a grand slam. Kristen
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everytime the door opens All I can say to this is, WOW! I know this more than I would like to admit. I used to hang out in a particular bar here in town, and I always had so much fun with a certain someone. I would play my poker machine sitting there all alone, most of the time after finishing a long tired night of third shift. I was just relaxing and thinking of nothing. (Which felt really good after getting to leave work at the end of third shift.) I would just sit there playing the stupid poker game just relaxing so I could go home and sleep. The next thing that happens… the door opens with its usual squeak, and all of the sudden, I think of him, I turn my head to see if it was, and if it wasn’t I then found myself wishing it was. Jennifer This makes me think of my accounting class last year. There was a boy that I thought was just a really good friend but when he didn’t show for class, this is exactly what I did. The classroom felt cold and empty. It was the longest class ever and the most boring. I did poorly on that homework because it was impossible to pay attention to the teacher. Ashley Kaufman |
sunset on the beach |
sun beating down |
bright yellow slides |
pumpkin seed |
passing the puddle This haiku makes me think of a cold windy day after a long thunderstorm. It makes me think of my childhood when my sisters and I would go outside to play in the mud puddles. When we were outside playing in the puddles we would hear my mother yelling at us to get inside. We would stay outside for hours and enjoy the puddles that the long storm gave us. This was one of the happiest memories of my childhood. Chelsea |
trees are bowing down |
moon shining on the water |
blossoming flowers |
blistering cold |
grandma's hands |
slow moving tractor I can totally relate to this haku as a farmers’ wife it seems as though we are constantly following a tractor either to take dinner or help them change fields or something. And to get to each field there is always a rocky road somewhere, then you wait, for them to get finished, or to move on to the next one. Missy |
around the campfire |
on the porch |
early morning phone call I love this because every winter I loved waking up to having no school due to ‘snow days’. I would get up every morning that there was the smallest amount of snow on the ground and watched the news to find disappointment! BUT the days we actually did have snow days I would call all of my friends to clarify that we really did have a snow day and make plans for sledding at Nelson Park! Ashley Moore |
arctic chill |
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