First Place - 30 Points
a flake on my tongue . . .
the taste
of winter sky
Melissa Spurr
(0,9,12) = 30 pts
Very primordial. I like the firstness implied in this haiku.
I liked the use of the sense of taste.
Second Place - 27 Points
winter sky —
branches of a bare tree
full of stars
Israel López Balan
(0,7,13) = 27 pts
I really enjoyed the imaginative aspect of haiku with number 2. and
87., the fact that you could really see the imagine behind the haiku –
bare trees, silent and lonely, and through their branches, the winter
sky, full of stars, drifting. What a silent night!
I like the feeling of sharing the view; which the writer imparts here so
well.
A haiga in my mind! Lovely picture.
A lovely visual. Winter sky, though usually referring to the pale,
daytime blue, works well here. The line break in the phrase
also works nicely.
Third Place – 24 Points
big enough
for coyote howls
winter sky
Chandra Bales
(2,3,12) = 24 pts
Evocative.
This is so many things I hardly know where to start. There is humor
in the imaginative play of sky size large enough to hold a sound:
coyote howls. A boundless container. And, with the humor, loneliness
turned to solitude. A transformation of impossibles into resonant
reality. The more I read it the better I like it.
Fourth Place - 22 Points
winter sky
combing my mother's
white hair
Tito A
(0,6,10) = 22 pts
Fifth Place - 20 Points
not as tall
as I used to be . . .
winter sky
Bill Kenney
(1,2,13) = 20 pts
Nice suggestion of alter – another winter in the old
person’s life, another year passing, getting smaller and smaller as
aging effect.
That wintry feeling captured in a fresh image--the cold does pull
people down from mien to spirit. More votes if I could.
flake by flake
the winter sky
touches the ground
Rafal Zabratynski
(0,4,12) = 20 pts
A simply superb haiku.
A beautiful image.
The slow accumulation of sky to ground. Lovely.
Sixth Place - 19 Points
it is back
over my son's grave —
the winter sky
Zhanna P. Rader
(3,2,6) = 19 pts
Seventh Place - 17 Points
leaving home . . .
winter sky
in my daughter's eyes
Michael Dylan Welch
(0,5,7) = 17 pts
winter sky
a hanging leaf curls in
upon itself
Nancy Smith
(0,4,9) = 17 pts
Eighth Place - 16 Points
winter sky . . .
a rat skitters under
the wood pile
Darrell Byrd
(1,1,11) = 16 pts
Ninth Place - 15 Points
winter sky —
trumpeter swans
air their wings
James Dobson
(2,2,5) = 15 pts
An air of energy and celebration makes this one stand out on a winter day.
Tenth Place - 11 Points
grey winter sky
two snowmen more and more
into each other
Li Ree
(1,0,8) = 11 pts
a raven
cracks the silence
winter sky
Ann Schwader
(0,4,3) = 11 pts
Every word is loaded, and it can be heard all the way to the crack of doom.
Eleventh Place - 10 Points
winter sky
a discarded doll gleams
with raindrops
Ron C. Moss
(1,2,3) = 10 pts
winter sky —
the hunter points his arrow
at the moon . . .
Margaret Dornaus
(0,2,6) = 10 pts
winter sky
painting the room
a softer blue
Susan Constable
(0,1,8) = 10 pts
Delicate and precise; a quiet wonder.
winter sky . . .
everything I’ve had
to leave behind
Catherine J.S. Lee
(0,1,8) = 10 pts
A wonderful juxtaposition when we think of the winter of our lives. And a very effective line break, mid-phrase.
Twelfth Place - 9 Points
slate-colored pond —
not a leaf left to disturb
the winter sky
Adelaide B. Shaw
(1,1,4) = 9 pts
winter sky
the pale echoes
of mourning doves
Bill Pauly
(0,1,7) = 9 pts
I like the way 'pale' echoes the color of the sky as well as the
sound of the doves. Lovely use of synæsthesia.
Thirteenth Place - 8 Points
winter sky
the forest is all
Christmas trees
Petar Tchouhov
(0,4,0) = 8 pts
Fourteenth Place - 7 Points
pine
silhouettes
winter sky
Allen McGill
(2,0,1) = 7 pts
color
fades with her . . .
winter sky
Svetlana Marisova
(1,1,2) = 7 pts
winter sky —
beggar's outstretched hand
empty
vishnu p kapoor
(1,1,2) = 7 pts
winter sky —
the color of my
newborn's eyes
Seren Fargo
(0,3,1) = 7 pts
winter sky . . .
one egg
turned over lightly
miriam chaikin
(0,2,3) = 7 pts
Winter Sky . . .
Steam of hot turnip
On table
Reza
(0,2,3) = 7 pts
winter sky
the cat's whiskers
wake me up
Giselle Maya
(0,2,3) = 7 pts
A lovely domestic moment.
the ski-jumper
snaps on his goggles —
winter sky
Michael McClintock
(0,1,5) = 7 pts
Not much sound, but I feel I want to lean into this haiku for the
minutest of nuances and the suddenness of changes.
winter sky —
clouds drifting
into clouds
Cara Holman
(0,0,7) = 7 pts
The repetition is very effective here, and the verb makes me feel
that time, itself, is slowing down.
Fifteenth Place - 6 Points
winter sky
an ocean of tears
falling down
Jill Campbell
(1,1,1) = 6 pts
This reminds me of our weather here.
Dark wintery sky
Geese wedge their way
into the wind
Mark Lonergan
(0,3,0) = 6 pts
winter sky —
your eyes
as you look away
Ruth Powell
(0,1,4) = 6 pts
winter sky —
frost on the roadside
whisky bottle
Tanya McDonald
(0,1,4) = 6 pts
winter sky
she plugs in the Christmas lights
at noon
April Serock
(0,1,4) = 6 pts
This one made me smile because I did it just today!
turning the vinyl
to the flip side —
winter sky
Alan S. Bridges
(0,0,6) = 6 pts
An unusually fresh juxtaposition which gets this haiku one of my
votes. Those in the winter of their lives can certainly relate to the
vinyl!
Sixteenth Place - 5 Points
winter sky —
the old beggar wipes his
cataract eye
Sonam Chhoki
(0,2,1) = 5 pts
dusk
chimney steams brighten
the winter sky
Jacek M.
(0,1,3) = 5 pts
roast ducks
hang in the store window
winter sky
David Grayson
(0,1,3) = 5 pts
The unexpectedness of the ducks being dead and roasted is certainly
attention catching! However much we are bemoaning our winter suffering
at least we haven't been changed into a dead carcass hanging in public
view. The loss of feathers as things of beauty as well as flying
apparatus as well as life hovers at the back of this vignette.
winter sky
the cracked voice
of the crow
rob scott
(0,0,5) = 5 pts
Seventeenth Place - 4 Points
winter sky . . .
the last window open
on the Advent calendar
Francine Banwarth
(1,0,1) = 4 pts
winter sky
she holds him closer
to feel his breathe
john tiong chunghoo
(0,2,0) = 4 pts
silent prayer
the winter sky
at half-mast
og_a
(0,2,0) = 4 pts
winter sky —
golden gingko leaves
remain
Barbara Campitelli
(0,2,0) = 4 pts
a spot of blue
gives me hope —
the winter sky
Karen McClintock
(0,1,2) = 4 pts
winter sky —
the signature of God
on every cloud
Rita Odeh
(0,1,2) = 4 pts
Very spiritual.
winter sky —
a heron on the edge
of mirror lake
Ami
(0,1,2) = 4 pts
winter sky
above the only star
the moon
Kalina
(0,1,2) = 4 pts
winter sky
folks out of church
shield their eyes
Beth Powell
(0,1,2) = 4 pts
winter sky —
the hoot of an owl
wrapping the moon
Kaiser
(0,1,2) = 4 pts
I love the choice of the verb, which makes me feel that the moon
and I are wrapped in sound. Even though 'winter sky' usually pertains
to the pale blue daytime sky, this one works for me!
winter sky
we share warm blankets
and watch the meteor shower
Rose Marie Stutts
(0,0,4) = 4 pts
Eighteenth Place - 3 Points
winter sky
the classroom snowflake melting
into it
Michele L. Harvey
(1,0,0) = 3 pts
winter sky —
pale moon-sun
caught in the pond
jill
(1,0,0) = 3 pts
Winter sky
framed by
Jack Frost
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black
(0,1,1) = 3 pts
winter sky
the blue
in your eyes
Ralf Bröker
(0,1,1) = 3 pts
winter sky —
an airplane appears in
a gap in the clouds
Isabelle Prondzynski
(0,1,1) = 3 pts
winter sky
drifting
amongst the pines
John McDonald
(0,1,1) = 3 pts
I really enjoyed the imaginative aspect of this haiku with 'branches of a bare tree
full of stars' and the fact that you could really see the images behind the haiku:
bare trees, silent and lonely, and through their branches, the winter
sky, full of stars, drifting. What a silent night!
leaden winter sky
the hungry calf bumps
his mother’s teats
Carmel Lively Westerman
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
winter sky . . .
a logging trail
all the way to the top
Earl Keener
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
the bicycle
against the lamp post
snowy winter sky
Ben Gieske
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
one last swoop . . .
blackbirds fade into
the winter sky
Diane Mayr
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
winter sky —
fraying edges
of the patchwork quilt
sanjuktaa
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
A resonant juxtaposition that would benefit from a flip: line 1
would make an excellent line 3.
winter sky —
her fingers remember
every tone
Dorota Pyra
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
winter-sky sunset —
frozen twigs in the treetops
fiery-bright
Tomislav
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
Nineteenth Place - 2 Points
winter sky
awkward hug from the aunt
I could never stand
if
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
vapid winter sky
bereft of all emotion;
who will dry my tears?
Tanja Cilia
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
winter sky
the reveneur sniffs
a wisp of smoke
doris kasson
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
lingering blues
starlings augment
the winter sky
Tom Painting
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
talk of crocuses
the eagerness in the air
winter sky
Sheila K.Barksdale
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
winter sky —
so coldly beautiful
it hurts
Mary Lee McClure
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
a bright star
dims the winter sky
peaceful gathering
Ted van Zutphen
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
Inhales sun
through the foggy morning —
winter sky
R.K. Singh
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
winter sky
the way we sleep
under that blanket
Anonymous
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
winter sky
between the trees
crow caws
mgc
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
winter sky
he makes a promise
i can't keep
Anonymous
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
ski trail
through the winter sky
a shimmer in the pines
maxianne
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
an old tramp
shares his meal with a stray dog
winter sky
natalia kuznetsova
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
winter sky
our evening walk
with a moondog
Barbara Snow
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
rushing down
the icy footpath —
winter sky
Robert Naczas
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
winter sky
Alcyone outshines
her sisters
Terri L. French
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
winter sky
embossed with
gray clouds
Tom Conally
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
strings of pearls
the scars at her wrist
winter sky
Anonymous
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
winter sky —
only one crow remains
on a charred fence
Westley, Kurt
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
winter sky —
she looks at me
like never before
Lech Szeg
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
cold bed
your empty pillow so white —
winter sky
Anonymous
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
Twentieth Place - 1 Point
gathering clouds —
across the winter sky
a dark sea horse sails
Barbara A Taylor
winter sky
country music accompanies
the vacuum cleaner
Bill Hudson
first love
hung the moon around
a winter sky
Judi Honiker
In the winter sky
still another skein of geese.
I walk more slowly.
Horst Ludwig
winter sky
recounting my money
at the ATM
Marleen Hul
whistling against
the winter sky - my brother
has outstanding ears
Oddbjørn Aardalen
I like the quirkiness of this one, perhaps the writer's own ears
have started to feel the cold and that has made her notice her
brother's ears for the first time. Or perhaps the uncluttered nature
of a winter sky brings the shapes of things into relief and maybe the
brother is so bundled up with winter clothes his ears are the only
things exposed for the sibling to recognise him by.
Winter sky
still filled with snow —
a jogging cat
Juhani Tikkanen
Through bare branches
my mind clouded
winter sky
Ashi
winter sky
I catch the last train
heading home
Harvey Jenkins
high noon;
the bluebird's blue outblued
by the winter sky !
manoj saranathan
winter sky
no man on that little
white moon
Anonymous
winter sky
a brilliance of stars burns
through the icy chill
Elaine Riddell
winter sky . . .
the same dotted white
up and down
Dejan Pavlinovic
caught in the lake,
the winter sky with all its
constellations
Duc
branches
against the winter sky . . .
we'll get through this
Iokua
No points this time, sorry.
winter sky . . .
my infant grandson
falls asleep
Ella W.
Barren winter sky
summer past a distant dream
spring too far beyond
Robert C. Howard
winter skies
memories hither and thither
with every step
Anna Carenne
Santa Claus, CHRISTMAS,
Steve, New Year, Basil, John --
Winter sky bless fests!
Stopsy
winter sky . . .
I still feel the cold
from yesterday's frost
Keith A. Simmonds
her saree's silver dust
still under my finger nails —
dawdling winter sky
Kameshwar Rao
flailing neon lights
in the winter sky so soon
after midday tea
Alegria
Winter sky —
at Eastern a star
appears brighter
Petru-Ioan Garda
winter sky —
a pilgrim's changing moods
in the polar lights
Svein Lie
December again
Ever constant Christmas lights
Stars of the Winter Sky
Bonnie Hudson
in the winter sky
a pearly crescent moon . . .
how little we know
Marylouise Knight
Both laughing
we are no longer blue
winter sky.
Trevor Camp
misty morning
and dusty winds
no Winter sky here
Nana Fredua-Agyeman
field still windmills
under an overcast sky,
the weatherman says "snow"
Charlie Rossiter
carpet of maple leaves
winter sky
revealed
Christopher Pickslay
winter sky —
blanket she knits
grows longer
Leslie Montgomery
my empty pockets
the night the stars fell
only clouds
Merrill Ann Gonzales
Wintersky
Her warm embrace
throws away my freezing stance
purush-guntur
meeting again . . .
in the faint light of a winter sky
your smile, magic
Carol Raisfeld
storm clouds huddle together
still lonely
the winter sky
Ellen Romano
winter sky
the hisses
of defrosting sprays
Johannes S. H. Bjerg
blowing from the east
out-flows blue the winter sky
element of cold
Deirdre Godwin
brown Valley grasses
stark against The White Mountains
winter sky
John Daleiden
getting used to the
dark —
mid winter sky
carol pearce-worthington
winter sky
the one ornament
of the sun
William M. Gottlieb
winter sky
on the lake wolves stretch . . .
before the hunt
Edward
last Advent —
sparkling light
on the winter sky
Patricia Lidia
winter sky —
through the halfway opened door
snowflakes in hand
gilena cox
broken street lamp wears
a different snowy cap
winter sky
Boris Nazansky
Snow flung in fury
White above, below, around
Winter sky
Mary E. Gray
the winter sky
reflects in the river
outgoing steamer
Tore Sverredal
Winter sky
reflects bare trees . . .
melancholy
Yuka Makishita
leaden winter sky
beauty in
forty shades of grey
Frances O'Keeffe
melancholy
seeps into my soul
winter sky
Carolyn Coit Dancy
winter sky —
five or six crows settle
on a barbed wire fence
DeVar Dahl
solstice
a bubbly summer cloud
on the winter sky
Jon Espen Vassbotn
wearing the end
on her feet
winter sky
Dan Schwerin
after babysitting
enjoying the stillness
of a winter sky
Hazel A. Witherspoon
grey sky of winter . . .
even now this spreading oak
has it's own glory
Elinor Pihl Huggett
bunny tales whiter —
icicles elongate
pristine winter sky
Dorothy j. Kazmierzak
General Comments:
There were so many excellent haiku this month, it was hard
for me to whittle the list down to these 6 kigo poems.
I found it impossible to pick only three in the kigo section this
time around. There are numerous examples that show how effectively a
simple kigo can increase the mood and meaning of a descriptive phrase.
I think I expected a more general gloom, given the kigo, than I
found here. Haiku poets are a resilient bunch.
I had a hard time this month narrowing down to six. I
had two that I thought were deserving of more points, but so many
others that were good I ended up using one point each. There were a
whole group of excellent haiku that talked of human grief and
suffering, but after reading so many one after the other it became one
human cry and was hard to distinguish one from another. I found some
of the images in nature had echoes of this grief and loss if one
stopped to listen to the haiku. But this certainly was a great
selection to read and comprehend.
I found myself drawn towards those haiku which juxtapose two
different "white" images.