Blue Haiku

his favorite color
her blue eyes
in the wintertime

Shania Dvorak

blue smoke
from a sputtering boat
she coughs

Randy Brooks

three-year-old grandson
requests a blue one
Covid-19 mask

Shirley Brooks

hand cold and blue
she remembers
her grandma's warm hug

Shania Dvorak

pop fly
a blue moon
appears motionless

Randy Brooks

blue water
something I’ve never seen before
maybe one day

Jada Miller

no hands!
a blue popsicle hangs
from his tongue

Randy Brooks

Response 2: This Haiku took me all the way back to my childhood. I remember being outside playing with my big cousin Kevin. We would be outside in the back of the house playing basketball in the summertime and eating popsicles. I remember we would eat all of the good flavors from the bag first and leave the rest in the bag until their freezer burned. We would eat all of the blue and pink ones from the bag first. We would also have an eating competition to see who could eat the popsicle the fastest, with no hands. Of course, Kevin would always win, but I would never backdown from a competition. Jada Miller, Spring 2020

empty like the blue sky
the only cloud
on the horizon

Jada Miller

penned in cursive
grandma’s recipe
calls for fresh blueberries

Niki Curatti

I enjoyed this haiku because it brought me back to baking with my mom when I was a little girl. She would always have recipes on little note cards, or sheets printed from a website, or books with flour crusted to the pages. Reading this haiku took me back to a much simpler time where my only concern was if I was going to be able to lick the bowl or not. The anticipation for the final product and feeling so much closer to grandma through the recipe was always such a full feeling. I enjoyed this haiku quite a lot and I love how at peace I was reading it. Shania Dvorak, Spring 2020

This is probably my favorite haiku of all time. It brings warmth to my heart and makes me think about my Grandma & Mom. She passed down this little recipe box that has blue cursive writing of recipes. The haiku just represents that closeness that one has with their family and just brings togetherness. Morgan Timmons, Spring 2020

porcelain plates
the edges golden
with delicate blue embroidery

Grace Newton

twilight
the room colored
in shades of blue

Grace Newton

handful of m&m’s
I sort out
the blue ones

Kevin Escobar

I enjoyed this haiku because I often find myself sorting out M&Ms by color when I eat them. This really took me back to my childhood because I remember this is how I was taught to both count a recognize my colors. Additionally, my favorite M&M is the blue one, so I really enjoyed this Haiku, as it took me back to my childhood. Jada Miller, Spring 2020

black lives matter
a silent moon over
flashing blue lights

Randy Brooks

her left eye
different from the right
black and blue

Niki Curatti

hands and paper
stained blue
I grab a new pen

Kevin Escobar

This haiku reminded me a lot about myself. Ever since I could remember, I always loved writing. Whether that was books, poems, or just simple lines. I always had pen all over my hands and would have pages laying all over my room, taped to the walls, and balled up in the garbage. This haiku brought me back to those moments. A feeling I have not experienced much lately. Writing haiku is the only time I get out my journal and put pen to paper and this haiku reminded me that I should do that more. Shania Dvorak, Spring 2020

her eyes . . .
the deepest blue
has me lost at sea

Dalton Glasco

I like the visual that comes to my mind when I read this haiku. It brings me back to the time I saw the Atlantic Ocean and it was the deepest blue, but then turned into a lighter, and lighter blue. I can't imagine ever seeing someone with those beautiful colored eyes, but I love the connection between the deep blue of her eyes and the sea. Morgan Timmons, Spring 2020

blue fish
painted on her cheek
summer art fair

Randy Brooks

visiting the grave
with a little lamb statue
her blue baby

Randy Brooks