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Last Chance to Vote in the March 2023 THF Monthly Kukai

This month’s theme:
grass

Voting closes for The Haiku Foundation Monthly Kukai tonight (the 24th) at midnight (east coast time). So make those final decisions and let us know whom you think did the best work this month.

Voting for The Haiku Foundation Monthly Kukai

Shortly after the conclusion of the submission period, an anonymous ballot comprising all submitted poems on that month’s theme will be posted to Troutswirl (The Haiku Foundation blog) on the THF site. Any reader of this ballot is eligible to vote for their favorite poems at this time. A voter may vote for up to five (5) poems per theme. A top vote will receive 5 points, a second-place vote 4 points, a third-place vote 3 points, a fourth-place vote 2 points, and a fifth-place vote 1 point.

Please use the Kukai voting form below to enter your selections, and then press Submit to cast your votes. No other votes will be recognized or honored. All votes must be signed (that is, no “anonymous” votes will be accepted, and the Submit button will not be available until both Name and Email fields are filled in), and no poet may vote for his or her own work. No commentary upon the poems will be accepted or published. Votes will be accepted from the appearance of the ballot on the 18th of that month through midnight of the 24th of that month. Readers may vote only once per ballot. Administrators of the kukai are ineligible to vote.

Note: Anonymity is an essential part of any kukai. If you know who wrote the poem then that entry is no longer anonymous. Please respect the Kukai and do not vote for that entry.

The Ballot

 

1

a blade of grass
sprouts from a damp sponge —
winter windowsill

2

a caterpillar
on a grass
. . . greener

3

      a chequered life
seeing the best and worst
of human nature

4

a cicada’s song
amongst the waves of grass
I Odysseus

5

      a dewdrop
on each blade of grass
our time in the sun

6

      a garish moon, tipsy
cicadas’ drunken chorus
the calming, the susukis

7

      a haiku workshop
participants in the classrooms
poets on the grass

8

      a neighbor’s puppy
jumping in the grass . . .
sparkling drops

9

      a summer gift —
the intoxicating scent
of freshly baled hay

10

      acred empty fields
dry canal laden with weeds,
deserted farming

11

after the promise
grass climbs
through the cracks

12

      after the stars
have been with the grass
dewdrops

13

      all day rain reason for emerald greenness

14

      artificial grass
confused birds
look elsewhere

15

      baby panda —
she weaves
an Easter basket

16

barefoot on the grass
I stretch my arms upwards . . .
how to be a tree

17

Beneath full Worm Moon
and the blizzard’s glowing gifts
brown grass squirms to life

18

      Beneath tawny blades,
Verdant fresh tender new life
Awaits the Sun’s warm kiss.

19

bitter patience melding
with little hope
at the grassroot level

20

      blade of grass —
life whittled down
to its whistle

21

bluegrass
swaying to the beat
of a spring breeze

22

border grass . . .
the turkey chases
a hammock

23

      break-up
straightening grass
behind us

24

      bullrush grass
tips once touched my chin
now touch my knees

25

      calm sea of grass where we all came from

26

      Chewing on the sweet
Ends of field grass as the
Tassels tickle

27

      childhood memories —
the scent of freshly cut grass
in my nostrils

28

      city dwellers . . .
the billowing scent
of fresh cut grass

29

      clipped grass —
the euphoric scent
of spring fever

30

      compact and united
bending and then getting back up —
leaves of grass

31

concrete outside
a butterfly resting on
the last blade of grass

32

      conservation park . . .
a field of native grasses
wait for the wildlife

33

      constellations of crabgrass
on the midsummer lawn
expanding universe

34

      cool zephyr breeze
flows over tender grasses
goose pimples, giggle.

35

      country walk on pause
stopping to shoot the heads off
plantain grass

36

      cows standing by road
mooing at cars from tall grass
honking horns all day

37

crafty granny
hides the green eggs
in the clover

38

      crisp yellow grass
touches moist dark soil
in a loving embrace

39

      crossing the border
grass on the other side
the same green

40

      dawn hush
each blade of grass
with its weight of snow

41

Deep in a grey winter,
she paints
green grass and flowers

42

delicately slender
new narrow green arcs
staccato all together
waving in Spring

43

      Dew drops
Still shining
On the grass

44

      dewdrops on dancing blades
water, light, air and earth
diurnal morning musings

45

dewy grass . . .
worried about
crushing of star

46

      don’t leave butterfly
even the grass
is lonely

47

drought grass brown until rain resurrection and the life

48

      early summer . . .
our thoughts go barefoot
through grass

49

      Eat or smoke
it’s a generational thing
grass

50

      election season
a spurt of congress men
and grass

51

      endless grass mowing
with the light
on green

52

      fallen petals
glimpse of perpetuity
lowly grass

53

      Few drops on the grass
Shimmer in the morning light
As the sun rises

54

fish fair
feeding my grass carps
for the last time

55

      frogs concealed
in the grass
butter is melting

56

frosted field
every blade
diamond set

57

funeral . . .
the widow folding the scent
of freshly cut grass

58

      Grandpa’s mud house —
the roof of dried grass
fixes ventilation

59

      grass
covered her name . . .
tears in the eyes

60

      grass going to seed his five o’clock shadow

61

      grass
its first blades
slice the spring air

62

      grass meadow . . .
a yellow wildflower gets pulled
in the cow’s bell

63

      grass smoking out the punkies

64

      grass whistle
the sound
tickles my lips

65

      grasslands . . .
the cows and I
chew and chew

66

      green apples . . .
just one in a bushel full
of regrets

67

green grass
beneath bare feet
the softness of summer

68

      green grass of home the buyer start a bidding war

69

green pathway
I remove my slippers
before the temple

70

      grew from sea to sea,
paved over for new wealth,
you just called me grass.

71

      he still looks for grassroots on Mars

72

Heads above fence
silky fronds float on breeze
noxious weed.

73

      heatwave
on both sides of the border
dried feather reed

74

      heatwave
withers all
hope

75

Heeling
The barefoot
Grass . . .

76

      Her diversity
between grass and flowers
Sun smiles her

77

      hidden in tall grass
the snake that shed
its skin

78

Humanity
the only fallen flower
ruffles the garden

79

I used to lie down
On a bed of Grass
Youth said to Age

80

      In my backyard
I smoke summer grass —
nothing happens

81

      in the young grass
at the meadow’s edge —
our two bikes

82

      irresistible force
blades of grass
through the pavement

83

      just spring
under the bare feet
the hungry grass

84

      last week’s full green
withering and dry now
for his trample

85

      Laughter fills the halls
We enter the banquet room
Everyone sips wine

86

lay me among
the prairie grasses
so fragrant after rain

87

      leaning back, she picks
at the limp grass, and she waits
for a proposal

88

      left foot right trudges
mud, back harnessed, plow in tow
she readies rice fields

89

      light breeze . . .
fragrance of spring
on the grass

90

long lost 
lawn 
petrichor

91

      longing
for a patch of grass —
war rubble

92

lovers in the park
a dragonfly decides
another blade of grass

93

Lush vibrant and green
The abandoned house unkempt
Beautiful eyesore

94

      lying in the grass —
a book by Walt Whitman
next to me

95

      lying in the grass
gazing into lazy skies
white dragons tumble

96

manicured lawn
two old ladies
in slippers

97

many days . . .
each blade of grass
represents a day

98

      marram grass
holds back the sea
the relentless sea

99

      morn in the grass —
in each dewdrop sparkles
one sun at a time

100

morning dance
swaying in the wind
pampas grass

101

Morning dew
Teardrops on grass blades
Dream bubbles

102

      Morning grass
Touches my feet
I am in heaven

103

morning walk
dew sprinkled grass
tickling the soles

104

      motherless fawn
I let the grass in my lawn
grow

105

      motorcycle
mantra: GRASS, GAS, OR ASS —
NO ONE RIDES FOR FREE

106

      mowing my neighbor’s grass —
temporary truce
in the turf war

107

      my cat shows me
what she thinks of her diet —
globs of grass

108

      nearly spring . . .
the greening lawn surrounds
crocus blooms

109

      new grass blades . . .
an expanding universe
of sunshine

110

      new mown grass —
my nemesis
aaachoo!

111

      nibbling
bunnies encourage
new spouts

112

      on frosted grass
children forget
their way to school

113

on the grass
tiptoeing moonlight —
her hand in mine

114

on the other side
ides of march have come and gone
where the grass grows green

115

      our neighbor’s grass
the length of
his prison sentence

116

out of hospital
so much greener
the spring grass

117

      parental home
just the trampled grass
left behind

118

      plucking grass
every flower will bloom
when it’s time

119

      poem unfinished —
setting sun’s rays
on uncut grass

120

      rainy spring days
the rawer green grass
of the war zone

121

      remember nothing
on her fingers
smell of wild grasses

122

      rewilding the sound of grass growing

123

rolling a joint
aint what it used to be
aspirin moon

124

      rummaging
through the thick grass
jellybean

125

   salt marsh . . .
how tall the cordgrass, again,
     low tide

126

      Sea grass roots hold fast.
Standing up to wind and tide.
Keeping sure, the shore.

127

      season over —
yellow grass squares
in a silent campsite

128

      seeing my true colors dewy grass

129

silent chimes
urged on by
waving grasses

130

      smoking a little
too much grass
lingering days

131

      smoking grass
I wind my way along
a neural pathway

132

      soft whispers
across the grassy knoll
spring breeze

133

somewhere here
a saxon king’s hall
wind-blown grasses

134

spring at last
cows in the field
kissing the grass

135

spring fashion
my kids trousers
full of grass stains

136

      spring grass autumn fields,
a fallen poet in grief —
the snowing flowers.

137

      spring green grass
and wild flowers flourish
super bloom

138

      spring rabbit, rabbit
the pennycress fairies
whisper in the grass

139

      stay green
forgive us
our trespasses

140

      stubble at the homeless man’s grave
hallowed be thy name

141

      sultry summer sun
hovering over meadows
the sound of bluegrass

142

sun kissed grass
in a molehill’s shadow
a patch of snow

143

sunny backyard
left behind half eaten grass
a little rabbit

144

      sunshine today
you can almost hear grass growing
moles mole it

145

swaying grass
out of the blue
a lullaby

146

      sweetgrass basket . . .
skills the slave ships
couldn’t erase

147

sweltering heat
on her nature strip
yellow grass

148

      tall blades
grown nearly sky high
grassroots level

149

      tall summer grass
reclaiming the abandoned
parking lot

150

the garden
greening again
my old hands

151

The rabbits, nibbling
select the finest grasses:
Salad bar open!

152

      the scent
of cut grass —
memories of Dad

153

the snakes among us nutgrass

154

      the Sunday morning
smell
of grass

155

      the wind
in the grasses
her mood swings

156

The wind whistles louder
Over wild, brute beasts
And blades of grass

157

the woman reads
a letter over the grass
blades of moonlight

158

      this blade of grass she picks one in a million

159

      this day
all those lives that fell apart
on this grass

160

      trampled grass . . .
on a tree trunk
two initials

161

      turning out day
a spring in the step
of every cow

162

turtles grazing
the sea meadow flowers . . .
an ocean nursery

163

      two sunflowers
one in the tall grass
sunset

164

unbearable
the last day pain
raw green

165

      undulating grass
in rhythm to the caress
of a restless wind

166

unkempt lawn . . .
those promises
unmade

167

uprooted grasses
now covering all the scars
of that hit

168

      Waiting for you
with the stubborn quality
of trampled grass

169

      waiting
to throw off the covers
my lawn

170

      war —
in the tall grass
a ball

171

      war time —
this spring the grass
is red

172

Water drops spatter,
Kissing bare feet when I
Walk calm on wet grass.

173

      watering the crabgrass
behind
the For Sale sign

174

      waving blades of grass
wind disguises a movement
snake wakes from slumber

175

      weeding
he learns
diversity

176

      wild grass
dew drops are new
every morning

177

      wild grasses
the breath of the wind
In her light hair

178

      windy day
the long grass directing
the clouds

179

      winter fog nursing the grass to spring

180

      Winter, halfhearted
Falling apart or falling together,
Still not dead yet

181

      words appeared today
please do not walk on the grass
leaders are readers

182

      yellow ribbons
the hope I find
in dandelions

 

Kukai Results

On the first day of the following month, results of the tally of the kukai will be announced. The top vote-getters as voted by readers will be posted, along with the number of points each poem tallied, and each poem’s authorship will be revealed at this time. Winners will be invited to select from a list of prizes provided by The Haiku Foundation. The theme for the new month will be announced at the same time, and the process repeated. Poems remain the copyrighted property of their authors, but The Haiku Foundation reserves the right to publish, display and archive all submitted poems for this and other purposes at its discretion.

Congratulations to all our participants!

 

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