First Place -- 37 pts
starry night . . .
what's left of my life
is enough
ron moss
(5,7,8) = 37 pts
A wonder-full sense of melancholy and satisfaction.
An effective use of personal statement set against the broad
expanse of a starry night sky. A very open haiku that takes our eyes
heavenward and then back to complete agreement with the poet. This is
what haiku is all about to me; the fact that on any certain moment one
can be suffused with the feeling that right now, this moment is all I
need. There is the sense of connection and complete fulfillment.
The warm and satisfied immediacy of this realization contrasts
with the cold distance of the stars.
This one stood out for me among all the entries during the past
year, and I have often returned to it in thought.
This is just how I feel in a beautiful summer night.
I will quote this again and again. Thank you for putting
it in words.
A Zen-like moment of appreciation and acceptance.
It is tough to get philosophical in a haiku, this is well done, subtle
and effective!
When something is too beautiful for words, I'll remember this haiku.
Second Place -- 28 pts
spring dusk —
the earth's fragrance
after the plow
Mary Lee McClure
(2,2,18) = 28 pts
My farmer father used to say he could pour cream on it and eat it.
It’s always nice to see the sense of smell used, the word fragrance is a great
choice because it tells us so much about this rich soil.
Third Place -- 27 pts
crocus . . .
the balloon-man returns
to the park
Carol Raisfeld
(1/6/12) = 27 pts
The allusion to e.e. cummings' 'balloon man', whether intended by the
poet or not, makes this poem more enjoyable for me.
Beautiful imagery!
I love the shape of the crocus/balloon, the start of a new season,
the bright purples and yellows, not mentioned, but implied.
Fifth Place -- 26 pts
spring wind —
the moon slips by
the open door
hortensia anderson
(1,3,17) = 26 pts
I see the season, the wind, the moon, and time itself slipping past, but
sense the narrator's enjoyment of every moment.
Fifth Place -- 24 pts
blizzard
the barber's attention
not all mine
Bill Hudson
(2,3,12) = 24 pts
Does it snow in Seville? The forced wonder at what the barber
is thinking is marvelous.
A haiku that makes me a bit nervous, hoping that the person in the chair
doesn't lose anything more than hair!
Sixth Place -- 20 pts
dandelion fluff
a new mother caresses
her baby's head
Carmel Lively Westerman
(1,4,9) = 20 pts
I can feel and see these images beautifully, based in reality,
very tender comparison.
Seventh Place -- 19 pts
summer's end
the morning glories
enter the mailbox
RaV
(1,5,6) = 19 pts
I enjoyed the juxtaposition of summers end against the unchecked
growth of the morning glory. The mood of this moment provides various
interpretations that would depend on how one felt about the end of
summer. Despite the fact it portrays the end of a season, there is
something liberating about the morning glory finally reaching the top
of the mailbox. Or, perhaps it's a lonely feeling. Perhaps the mail box
has been empty all summer with no one to open it allowing the morning glory
free reign; a focused image that allows the reader to fill in the blanks.
taking the combs
out of her hair
Spring wind
carol bleichert
(1,4,8) = 19 pts
Sensual, maybe she also feels some sap rising.
Eighth Place -- 18 pts
blizzard . . .
the garden Buddha's
enduring smile
Nancy Smith
(1,4,7) = 18 pts
This gives me such a serene haiku moment, thank you...I'd give more
points if possible!
Ninth Place -- 17 pts
morning glories
in the chain link fence
an inmate's finger
Josh Wikoff
(2,3,5) = 17 pts
I love its ambiguity.
If the key element of good haiku is the juxtaposition of the two images,
then this one does a great job by contrasting of the soft beauty of flowers
against the harsh chain link. An inmate’s finger is a great line because it
lets the imagination fill in the details of this inmate: male or female?
Clutching the fence or trying to touch the flowers? Or beckoning you to come
closer?
Tenth Place -- 16 pts
father's day —
teaching him to walk
again
sanjukta
(0,5,6) = 16 pts
In seven words, a lifetime of relationship.
Eleventh Place -- 14 pts
a dew drop
full
of autumn light
Helge Torvund
(1,2,7) = 14 pts
sharing my plan
to travel the world -
dandelion
Cherie Hunter Day
(0,2,10) = 14 pts
Lovely...lofty.
I like this one about the ambitious dandelion, a note of humor.
Twelfth Place -- 13 pts
spring dusk
she would have stopped here
to smell the lilac
RaV
(0,3,7) = 13 pts
flea haiku ~
I scratch
my head
Paul Hodder
(0,5,3) = 13 pts
autumn light —
the smell of tomato vines
on my fingers
DeVar
(0,1,11) = 13 pts
A breathtaking moment of oneness...a twin to the haiku of "earth's
fragrance after the plow".
Thirteen Place -- 12 pts
first crocus
I make a promise
I can't keep
Tom Painting
(1,3,3) = 12 pts
starry night
the fox's eyes
in the headlights
Polona
(0,4,4) = 12 pts
counting the ways
I could have said goodbye
~ starry night
Paul Hodder
(0,3,6) = 12 pts
starry night . . .
hot popcorn
in white paper cups
Carol Raisfeld
(0,2,8) = 12 pts
All five senses in this neat little sketch from nature.
A very sensual haiku: seeing stars, feel the heat of the popcorn through
the paper, the smell of butter and salt, but it lets the reader fill in the
location, perhaps a country fair or the drive-in.
Fourteenth Place -- 11 pts
Father's Day —
fresh forget-me-nots
on a soldier's grave
Zhanna P. Rader
(0,3,5) = 11 pts
either side
of the privacy fence
dandelions
tom painting
(0,3,5) = 11 pts
Wonderfully understated! I am always in awe of a haiku that allows me
to finish the thought myself. I envy the freedom of that healthy weed that
has no need for privacy fences and in fact, seeds itself despite them.
Fifteenth Place -- 10 pts
starry night . . .
she adds another name
to the family tree
Francine Banwarth
(1,0,7) = 10 pts
sand fleas
the bites don't stop
at her tan line
Susan Constable
(0,3,4) = 10 pts
Great sense of humor and predicament.
spring wind
I catch
. . . my hat
Collin Barber
(0,2,6) = 10 pts
new neighbors —
blue morning glories
in the weed pile
Laurene
(0,1,8) = 10 pts
autumn light ...
squeak of an empty swing
in the breeze
Boris Nazansky
((0,1,8) = 10 pts
Sixteenth Place -- 8 pts
Father's Day...
a cigar band
on her doll's ponytail
Scott Mason
(0,0,8) = 8 pts
Nicely indirect way to comment on his day.
Seventeenth Place -- 6 pts
taking a bow
in the late autumn light
sunflowers
Karen Briggs
(0,0,6) = 6 pts
Eighteenth Place -- 5 pts
the hair
between the cat's toes
autumn light
---Autumn Moon
(1,1,0) = 5 pts
autumn light —
the onyx heron
turn to amber
-- Karen Cesar
(1,0,2) = 5 pts
flea market
the bargainer stops
to scratch his head
jul
(0,1,3) = 5 pts
starry night
breathing deeper
and deeper
Grzegorz Sionkowski
(0,1,3) = 5 pts
crocus
in grandmother's hand
spring again
Dany Fisher
(0,0,5) = 5 pts
A mixture of show and tell that puts, for me, the light and sparkle
of memory on to the face.
Father's Day
without him . . .
half-moon
w. f. owen
(0,0,5) = 5 pts
Nineteenth Place -- 2 pts
spring dusk
scratching the first
mosquito bite
Bill Hudson
((0,0,2) = 2 pts
Twentieth Place -- no points
blizzard . . .
in the knitted throw
the scent of Mom
Alice Frampton
GENERAL COMMENTS:
A great crop and a hard choice!
Such a great selection of haiku made voting extremely difficult.
I think they're ALL winners!
These are certainly worth a second look.