Haiku Matching Contest 2 (Seasons) Results

PACE Global Haiku Traditions--July 2006

summer camp
baseball caps
signatures of friendships

Jacqueline Kauffold

only the moon
guiding my steps
not a sound for miles

Andrea Salzman

fall night
white lines moving fast
too long getting there

Dee Spates

brisk fall morning
layers of warm clothes
belong to my dad

Tina Calhoun

only the moon
guiding my steps
not a sound for miles

brisk fall morning
layers of warm clothes
belong to my dad

 

top quarter champion

only the moon
guiding my steps
not a sound for miles
 

 

 

top half champion

only the moon
guiding my steps
not a sound for miles
 

 

 

bottom quarter champion

top of the hill
lying down
on a blanket of snow
 

 

lingering daylight
two bodies snuggle
goldfish in love

top of the hill
lying down
on a blanket of snow

barbeque
finger lickin
sauce on my shirt

Tamika Hall

lingering daylight
two bodies snuggle
goldfish in love

Neisha Joyner

cold winter night
fire place glowing
I do

Dee Spates

top of the hill
lying down
on a blanket of snow

Greg Lock

 

top half champion

only the moon
guiding my steps
not a sound for miles

 

 

 

champion

only the moon
guiding my steps
not a sound for miles

 

 

 

bottom half champion

tall grass
tiny hand
picks up the egg

 

 

waves rolling in
hand in hand
we march again

Christina Sperry

tall grass
tiny hand
picks up the egg

Greg Lock

unforgettable smell
ingrained in wood
grandpa’s pipe

Julie Crabtree

old boxes
full of a year gone by
time to decorate

Tobi Randles

tall grass
tiny hand
picks up the egg

unforgettable smell
ingrained in wood
grandpa’s pipe

 

top quarter champion

tall grass
tiny hand
picks up the egg
 

 

 

bottom half champion

tall grass
tiny hand
picks up the egg
 

 

 

bottom quarter champion

off to school
in old worn out jeans
autumn day
 

 

country road
bails of straw
pulled slowly along

off to school
in old worn out jeans
autumn day

dead fish
feeds
the garden soil

Erica Lamarche

country road
bails of straw
pulled slowly along

Greg Lock

off to school
in old worn out jeans
autumn day

Wendy Miller

ready for school
shirt . . .
one size too small

Elaine Agnew

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off to school
in old worn out jeans
autumn day

ready for school
shirt . . .
one size too small

I really like this pair of haiku, I can relate to going to school in clothes too small or too old. I remember in Jr. High, my body changed so much, I would go from too skinny to having some meat on me and then too skinny. It seemed like every month I had to buy new clothes, but the whole year it seemed like clothes would not fit right. I remember my mom telling me, that she didn’t know what to do. Connie

Cold winter night
Fire place glowing
I do

Top of the hill
Lying down
On a blanket of snow

I see on this dark cold night two people together lying down in the snow while a fire is burning. They are trying to stay warm on the top of the hill. It is easy to assume they could be stranded so they went to the top of the hill to be seen. Also, they are burning a fire to keep warm and create smoke. However, in this dramatic time of the couples life the man proposes to the lady because the phrase I do indicate a yes to his proposal. John

cold winter night
fire place glowing
I do

top of the hill
lying down
on a blanket of snow

This haiku remind me of interpersonal relationship between close people. The first one makes me think of two lovers at a winter get-a-way cabin snuggling close by a warm cozy fire. The man and woman pledge their love and as the fire is glowing so too is the couple from the joy of the shared commitment.

The second haiku brings back fond childhood memories of playing in the snow with my little brother. We used to get bundled up in our snowsuits and head outside after a fresh snow. We would lie down in the snow and make snow angels. It was fun. This was one way we spent time bonding. We lived in the country, so we liked to climb up a hill with our sled and shimmy down it on our sled.

Both haiku remind me of personal intimate times people experience in a rural environment. However, I really like the first haiku the most because it illustrates love and commitment. Susan

summer camp
baseball caps
signatures of friendships

only the moon
guiding my steps
not a sound for miles

These two haiku have several similarities. Kids going away to camp, and starting new friendships and relationships. It makes me think of a memory of my own. I went to camp when I was in middle school, and met a boy; we had a summer romance. The last night of camp we had to say goodbye to each other. It was a clear night and we sat under a tree, looked up at the moon, and talked for hours. Then, it was time to head back to camp. On the way back, neither of us said a word. We held hands, and it was silent for the walk back. I really enjoy taking two different haiku and finding similarities from both that brings back one memory of my own. Chonda

only the moon
guiding my steps
not a sound for miles

top of the hill
lying down
on a blanket of snow

These weren’t paired together directly, but they ended up being my top/bottom quarter champions. I found it very difficult to choose between the two, because I like them each very much. To me, they each have a very quiet, reflective mood. “Lying down on a blanket of snow” I think of lying down in the snow, bundled up in a big winter coat, on a cold, clear night and looking up at the stars. So, “only the moon guiding my steps” seems to go along quite well with the other. In both haiku I stop and take in the sights and sounds of night, the quiet stillness, being alone with my thoughts and the serenity and beauty of nature. Beth

only the moon
guiding my steps
not a sound for miles

 

I think of someone going for a long walk in the summer time. It has been so hot all day and she just needs to see the outdoors. She decides to go a different route than she usually goes this time. She notices how quiet it is outside and starts to feel a little anxious about turning around and heading back for home. She assures herself that she is crazy and that there is nothing to be afraid of but she can’t get the sound of her foot steps out of her mind. She thinks that she hears things after every turn, 3 blocks left until home. When she gets home she feels silly, but she doesn’t think she will go for a walk by herself at night for awhile. Julie

tall grass
tiny hand
picks up the egg

country road
bails of straw
pulled slowly along

I like the way these two haiku take the reader outdoors in calm relaxing sort of way. In the first haiku I can see the tall grass and I can almost smell it too. I can see young children running around on an Easter egg hunt and one of them finding a prized egg and gently picking up his or her prize. In the second haiku I can again see and smell the large bails of straw being pulled along slowly down the country road so they don’t tip over off the trailer. The slowness of the straw being pulled gives it that relaxing feel that the other haiku offers in the tiny hand in the tall grass. I like them both and I had a very hard time choosing one over the other in the matching contest. Erica