Kukai 2 - Seasonal Haiku Favorites

PACE Global Haiku • Millikin University • Attempts 2, January 2009

Christmas shopping
gifts
all for me, again

Amanda Funk (6)

I enjoyed this haiku because it reminded me of myself. When I come home from Christmas shopping I look in the bags and realize that I did not buy any Christmas gift. All those bags are full of stuff for me. Now I have to go Christmas shopping again! Rachel

This really hit home for me, especially with the Christmas season just ending. Standing in the middle of Macy’s or Bergner’s with a long list of who to buy for and what they want. Talking myself more out of that sweater for dad that he won’t wear anyway. I’ll just get him a wallet, he will use that. That way, I’ll have enough money left to get the sweater dress on sale 50% off because I will wear it. Alike

steaks on the grill
our conversation
sizzles

Carson Lomax (10)

I really enjoyed this haiku. I love the feeling I get from it. I’m enjoying family and friends on a patio somewhere. It’s a warm summer afternoon and everyone is waiting for dinner. All the men are gathered around the grill with beers in there hand talking about lasts night game. While the women are lounging around on the patio furniture catching up on any juicy gossip they have missed in the last week or two. Katie

When I read this haiku it was easy to picture a small group of friends having an evening barbeque. After the members of the group have had a couple beers each, the discussions start to get a little loose while waiting for dinner to finish cooking. And things start to get heated, just like the steaks. Mark

I like this Haiku, because he makes me remember that spring/summer will be here soon and then we can start to have cookouts again. In my opinion there is nothing better than having a group of good friends or family members over for an afternoon barbeque. Justin

rainy day
indoor recess
he steals a kiss

Tamara Gosnell (4)

mom irons
our Sunday best
…skinned knees

lazy summer afternoon
cold sticky lips
a popsicle kiss

Lauri Torbert (7)

I really liked this haiku; it is fun and makes me smile. For me, it makes me think of innocent children running around, playing, in the hot summer sun with not a care in the world. The parents give them popsicles to cool them off, and what doesn’t make a child happier than a popsicle? It definitely gave me a good feeling and I knew it as soon as I read it. Kimilee

goblins gathered around
the roaring bonfire
harvest moon

steaks on the grill
our conversation
sizzles

reading in the sun
time flew by
aloe vera

Melissa Davidson (6)

I LOVE lying in the sun. I know it’s bad, but there is nothing better! Growing up we had a huge aloe Vera plant on our deck. I rarely burned but I remember my mom cutting off pieces of the plant various times when my dad or brother were burnt. Only once did I need it. Reading this haiku, I can just feel the warmth of the summer sun on my skin…I’m ready! Julie

I could really connect to this haiku. I love to read and many hors of my life have flown by when I am absorbed in a book. I can imagine sitting outside in the hot sun totally involved in a book. It’s not until I finish the book, that I realize how powerful the sun’s rays were, thus needing the aloe vera. Lauri

goblins gathered around
the roaring bonfire
harvest moon

the squeak of tennis shoes
on the antiseptic floor
I wait another hour

cold water
rushing up to my knees
catch of the day

Courtney Kerley (4)

I think this haiku is great. Just reading the words take my breath away, like the bitter cold of the water in a stream while you stand fly fishing. And I can feel the water surge around my legs as the current flows past. I can even feel the crisp autumn air as it blows through the trees on the bank of the river. And of course the last line that sums it all up….catch of the day! That fish that you only dream of catching and everyone grabs for a camera and takes that perfect shot of you and the fish….smile so big you can’t believe your luck. Tamara

spring fed stream
cold as ice
a water melon floating by

buried in the earth
when I was born
daffodils

magnolia’s blossom
     out of
          old wood

crack…
cheering as the ball
flies over the fence

hands in the soil
breaking up clods
new promise

Julie Trimble (3)

empty parking lots
empty hallways
spring break

snowed in
with a book
mountain of covers

Katie McIntosh

“Snowed in” means there is so much snow on the outside that this person can’t leave. The roads are too deep, a car can’t drive on them. The snowplow hasn’t been by and she doesn’t know when it will. “Snowed in with a book” gives me a feeling of being separated from other people, alone. Even though alone, “with a book” gives a connotation of being entertained, cozy; maybe their glad for the chance to read the book. “Mountain of covers” says several things. It says that there are a lot of covers. The person is probably under them, two comfortable images, the book and the covers. If she is warm under a “mountain of covers” then the air outside them is probably chilly. The cold air from out seeping is into the house. In general it makes me feel peaceful, cozy and comfortable being along. Sue

This is one of my favorite ways to spend a day. Reading is such an joy for me, so when snow is able to remove any guilt about not doing something constructive outside, I’m quite happy. Plus I love my big bed, so a snuggling up with a good book sounds like heaven. Stephen

fallen leaves
raked into a pile…
waiting for my turn

Jacquelyn Manicki (6)

faded wagon
with squeaking wheels
acorns

Sue James (4)

I can see an orange wagon that was red when it was new in the spring. I was used many times to pull children around during the spring in summer. It had been left in the rain on many occasions, which left the wheels rusted. It had sat in the sun, which left the paint faded. It is now Fall and the mother is taking her children for a wagon ride down the street. She hears the squeaking of the wheels and the acorns cracking beneath her feet. Melissa

tiptoes in the sand
too hot
to stand

Julie Trimble (6)

summer breeze
ocean waves crashing
desire

the little bruise
a crescent moon under my breast
broken rib

Christin Birmingham (5)

raining sideways
faint sirens
in the wind

spring creation
new princess in pink
meets siblings in blue

Sue James (5)

unpacking
the suitcases
sand on the floor

Melissa Davidson (5)

I can still smell the memories when we return from a vacation at the beach. Our clothing has grains of sand on them and I can smell the salt water. I can still see all the clothes on the laundry room floor as I unpack the suitcases and remember how much fun we had while the kids were running and swimming in the blue green ocean waters. Mary Sue

floating butterflies
dancing with each other
barefoot in the grass

Nikky Wallace (6)

holding her breath
as it gets lost in the sun
foul ball

Courtney Kerley (4)

haunted house
he follows
screaming like a girl

Rachael Wiley (7)

I am such a chicken when it comes to scary movies or haunted houses. I cover my eyes in scary movies and I walk through haunted houses with my eyes squinted. This haiku reminded me of friends making fun of me for my antics in scary movies. Stephen

outside patio
$1.00 longnecks
sweating

the X-ray takes pictures
of my broken rib
I smile for the camera

Christin Birmingham (5)

a tipped canoe…
my good mood carried away
by the swift current

Stephen Lones (11)

I like this haiku because it makes me laugh and think about a summer float trip. My friends and I go on a float trip every year in Salem MO at the Ozark Outdoors campsite. It is a fun time and it is always funny when someone tips their canoe. I like to take an inter tube because it goes faster than a canoe and it never tips. Amanda

I imagine a bright, sunny day in late summer. Three people in a canoe paddling. The talk is light and good hearted. Suddenly, hitting an unseen rock, the canoe tips, dumping all of their supplies. As the gear floats downstream in the fast moving current, so changes the mood of the trip as the trio gather what gear they can. Carson

This haiku brings back memories that may not have been funny at the time to those involved but looking back years later, it brings a good chuckle. I remember canoeing with our best friends and they were already fussing at each other as we were coming up to the landing area. So the wife got out in a huff and wasn’t paying attention and the canoe tipped with her husband still in it. Of course, we thought it was quite funny but they weren’t as amused as we were. They laugh about it now though. Nicky

This haiku reminds me of the canoe trips my family used to make. Aunts, uncles, cousins, and my immediate family- about 50 of us- would go on an all day canoe trip down the Fox River every summer. My cousin, Janel and I had our own canoe- fully stocked with cooler full of beer and food. My cousins, Matt and Louie and my brother, Jason, were in another canoe. The boys started chasing us, slapping the water with their oars and shouting the theme song to “Jaws.” We tried to get away, laughing the whole time. Needless to say, they got us, I’m pretty sure it had nothing to do with the beer or the fact that we sucked at canoeing. They caught up to us and tipped us, and everything went floating down the river. Our cooler had popped open and our lunch and “fine” beverages went floating down the river. The boys were laughing, almost cackling you could say, and the ice-cold water was an instant buzz killer- not to mention the fact that we now had to figure out how we were going to get back IN the canoe, catch our cooler and it’s belongings. The cackling and laughing from the boys did not improve my mood. They did grab our cooler and reloaded it for us. I am still pretty sure they helped themselves to some of our beer, though. Once we got back into the canoe and had our cooler back, my mood improved. I think some of those cold beers might have helped us join in the laughter as we talked about later that night. Jacque

the falling snow—
now no one knows
where I’ve come from

Stephen Lones (6)


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