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THF Monthly Kukai Voting Ballot — April 2024

This month’s theme:
juice

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
‘eyeney goose’
in her sippy cup
2
a carton of apple juice
dropped from the window
a little sweet lake
3
a glass of juice
trembles in the boy’s fingers
bomb blast
4
a morning kiss
the taste of apple juice
on her lips
5
A sip — Sweet and cool
Squeezed from a pomegranate
To cleanse the palette
6
A toddlers delight
Is not the same juicebox
On the nursing home tray
7
abstract art
a rectangle of grenadine
below the orange juice
8
after dropping the bomb
a soldier . . .
drinks juice
9
alone in the bar
and fresh juice paired with
old alcohol
10
another fight —
his juice box
brings peace
11
apple blossoms
my juices finally
start flowing
12
April 1, dirty
Glasses everywhere, where to
Pour the juice, a bowl.
13
baby’s first juice
shivers and a
wrinkled nose
14
birds leaving the nest —
a toast with Tropicana
all over the news
15
Boom boom blooms
Brides and bride grooms
Juicy Palpitations
16
bull ant bite
the soothing juice
of crushed bracken
17
cactus juice
you tripped me up
san pedro
18
Canned cucumber juice
Blisters all over the steel
Life, bitter nightmare!
19
child’s shriek
bursts into dripping
watermelon
20
childhood juice
the memories
still fresh
21
city of joy —
a rickshaw puller gulps down
his dry throat
22
cold orange juice —
on stairs of the hotel
thirsty beggar
23
Cradling a beehive
of seeds . . . the pomegranate
waits for a big squeeze
24
Don’t
Drink it, doctor says
orange juice
25
dribbling juice
down his chin
my Dad is a child again
26
drink of choice
for ‘70s baby
. . . Ribena
27
dunking a cracker
into grape juice
— first solid food
28
During summer day
cups of cool lemonade juice
quenches thirst and crave
29
empty juice box
juicing his mouth . . .
homeless child
30
Eve eats the apple
oranges
are for squeezing
31
field trip . . .
on children’s fingers
blackberry’s juice
32
finding every
crack and crevice
a squeeze of lemon
33
first sip
of lime juice
twitching lips
34
freshly squeezed
oranges, pillows, our lips . . .
ever thirsty eyes
35
freshly squeezed lemons . . .
checking his dividends
the billionaire grins
36
From tropic’s embrace,
Nations blend in amber gold,
Unity in juice.
37
fruit flies
not the juicy
I thought you were
38
fruit splatter
no dogs left
to clean the floor
39
funeral day
she fills his juice glass
as usual
40
giving it some juice blossom
41
grandpa’s orchard
relishing lychees pureed
into ambrosia
42
Grunt sweat punch grimace . . .
The betting windows close . . . but . . .
Does he have “the Juice”?
43
gut juice
nose clippedtight
and eyes sq u e e z ed
44
happy kids
scribbled with kiwi juice
the foster home walls
45
her children think
they grow on trees . . .
juice boxes
46
hill drive —
at every bend
a juice wallah
47
I still ripen
by each person who couldn’t stay
— juice of life
48
Ice-cold
freshly squeezed
tears in my eyes
49
idle water can
juice pops running out
kindy excursion
50
juice cans line the fridge door
afternoon hours
arrive quicker
51
juice counter
distinctness
of each thirst
52
juice fast . . .
a jumbo margarita
is green too
53
juice quenches
but whole fruit
satisfies
54
juicer
the squelch of an orange
as if it belonged
55
karela juice —
morning news war
56
ladies luncheon the juicy gossip a run-on sentence
57
last drop
reading pulp drinking
pulp squeezing
58
last hurrah
the fullness of a grape berry
before it bursts
59
last moments
her eyes widening
with pomegranate drops
60
learning
to drink from a cup
juice mustache
61
lemon juice —
the zest of our first kisses
so sweet and far
62
lemon juice . . .
the moon fades
in her tea cup
63
little chin
dripping orange juice
intravenous feeding
64
losing neurons
the lemonade she makes
still zings
65
loud crossbuck bell
the old coot lets loose
a stream of chew
66
love juice
on butterfly wings —
young fashionistas
67
mango
abundance
down to my elbows
68
mango shake
a blue fly arrives
out of the blue
69
Maple sap’s rising
while sleet storm batters the house.
Pray the juice stays on.
70
meeting ex-wife
she checks if I still take
bitter gourd juice
71
Men eat grapes, will there
grow a vineyard in their soul
plenty of life juice?
72
mimosa brunch . . .
drunk on a hill
of orange tulips
73
morning mist . . .
my blood full
of bitterness
74
morning orange juice!
your attention and focus
send me on my way.
75
morning sun — it
lights up the sky and gets
my juices flowing
76
mother’s bread
sopping with the juices
of other foods
77
my gaze rests on the world map
A sudden craving
for tomato juice
78
my phone runs out
of juice
just as it gets interesting
79
nearly ninety
running
out of juice
80
nectarine juice
dripping down my chin
taste of heaven
81
nest of nectar
bees feast
in backyard
82
new harvest
valencia oranges
sunshine in a glass
83
new moon
nightcap
with lemon twist
84
orange blossoms
a bee nudges open
the scent of juice
85
Orange grove stretches out
But no need to leave
Sit a spell
86
orange juice
a child’s smile spills over
the rim
87
orange juice —
melting in the pool
summer sun
88
orange juice with bits flowing through the morning after
89
orange squash
the squeeze between us
of another sunrise
90
our lips curl
around secret crushes
juicy fruit
91
peak oil
squeezing the last juice
from dino bones
92
perfect for summer
ripe and ready to make smiles
just needs mom or dad.
93
Plump orange, squeeze ready;
Sits upon my table top;
Bursting at the rind.
94
pressed juice
the life story
in a nutshell
95
presummer heat
slurping a juice box
under the cherry blossoms
96
pretend tea party
a little girl fills her cups
with lemonade
97
prune juice
swallowing syllables
from a senryu
98
puddle —
the sun drinks
yellow juice
99
reflected
in the wild rose . . .
sky-juice
100
Refugee children
Sipping hope from juice cartons
Sweet respite in strife
101
rejection letter
splattered with tomato juice —
bloody masterpiece
102
return of spring
the hummingbird nectar
cools on the stovetop
103
rhododendron
rising over the air
my pink breath
104
Ripe with sweat
cashew apples bleed juice —
Urrak in trend
105
Sap rises feeding
Budding young leaves as well as
Dripping into pails
106
searing summer
the juice in her tone
brings respite
107
seasonal libations
cocktail ingredients
freshly squeezed
108
seeps through
kid’s fingers
sweetness of mango
109
Sipping cherry juice
takes me back to Istanbul
and meals with new friends
110
sodden paws
my dog keeps licking
the other dog’s fur
111
soft mists
unfurling orange peel
into my white tea
112
soothing my root canal
with a glass of juice . . .
next appointment
113
spiked orange juice
my best companion
on tax day
114
spilled cherry juice
marching ants parade
around the red sea
115
spring fever
reading more of the
juicy stuff
116
Squeezed dry
by too many turns
around the sun
117
squeezing
all the juice out of mom . . .
tuberculosis
118
stealing the time
before noise and the scent
of morning juice
119
sticky glass of sap
the orange nectar you drink
so sweet so clumsy
120
stolen apricots
a chin-load
of evidence
121
strong black coffee
guarantee to kick-start my
creative juices
122
summer —
freshly squeezed
oranges
123
summer heat
the juice vendor’s umbrella
a faded green
124
sun split . . .
the pomegranate’s jewels
drip ruby red
125
sunny beach —
each with its own umbrella
me and my Mai Tai
126
Sunny spring —
A butterfly explores the world savoring flowers juice
127
Sunshine smiles
Florida orange overflow
In my glass
128
sweet and salty lemon juice
she drinks down
life
129
sweet relief as
tears mingle with juice
provided by aid workers
130
synopsis —
squeezing fruit
into juice
131
Tart cherry at night
seeking slumbering delight —
dreams of summer pie?
132
The coiled serpent echoed Eve
From knowing eyes in the bowels of the Tree
the forked tongue slashed
the pomegranate juice tore paradise
Bellowing Isha. Isha Eve evil
133
the juice
of wild strawberries
red lips
134
the pucker of her mouth —
she anticipates
a bite of key lime pie
135
the slow
drip . . . drip . . . drip
maple tap
136
the sweet taste
of summers with her . . .
orange juice
137
the taste of purple
your face in stitches . . .
blackcurrant juice
138
the trickle down effect
on monarchs and aphids
milkweed juice
139
three old oranges
maybe enough juice
for cranberry muffins
140
torn fragments
of a tangerine peel
the work of small, sticky hands
141
tropical punch winter vacation in a glass
142
vineyard on the hill
around juicy grapes
buzzing bees
143
watermelon slice
juice races
to the elbow
144
weekend brunch
a bee circles the rim
of my mimosa
145
what’s left after
you squeeze me dry
grey hair
146
when cooking with fire
save the sweetest juices
for a midnight treat
147
when the fruit lets loose
its blood, we call it juice, ooh!
in Gaza, it’s Jews
148
when the sun
runs out of juice . . .
last birdsong
149
When this cup imbibes
The Father’s wrath satisfied
I thirst. It’s finished
150
wimbledon final
at match point
a child shouts juice
151
windfalls
hornets drunk
in the orchard grass
152
with muzzle
on the little gatherer’s lips
fresh fruit juice
153
wounded pine
the tears of the tree
scent the air

 

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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