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THF Monthly Kukai Voting Ballot — January 2024

This month’s theme:
red

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 bull dreams of home
paint flakes off the swaying door
and his anger grows

2

      a dozen roses
the color of “I’m sorry”
returned for store credit

3

a gloss of light
rises through hot water
red porcelain walls

4

      a maple leaf flies
layers of red organics
fall is among us

5

A model for life
Hidden in plain sight for all
Sacrificed for me

6

a red ribbon
on the puppy’s collar
I own you

7

      a sea of red
as far as the eye can see —
Cardinals game

8

accidentally passing
red signal
a cockatoo ahead of me

9

      across the street
behind the chain link fence
— cigarette flare

10

      after hearing
how pretty she is at sixty —
red cheeks

11

after the morgue, my father’s house:
heating pad still warm on the bed
blood on all the towels

12

      against the white shed
a red-bladed sled
waiting for snow

13

airy poppy flower
she in a red dress
on the subway grate

14

      an old scar
doesn’t itch anymore
blood-soaked earth

15

      around a red tent
snow swirls
in city square

16

asian koel on traffic signal
expecting to stop traffic
with his eyes

17

      at ceremony
her first bridal red attire
menarche

18

      

autumn maple
bullfinch picking seeds
puzzled about two reds

19

bare branches:
in the mirror
a red bird

20

before it turns red —
her pretty
pink world

21

berry bramble
on a chain-link fence
giving myself permission . . .

22

birthday wishes
placing a red rose by her
just as granddad did

23

      bleeding children
red, the color of bloody war
year of the dragon

24

blood moon
the secrets
we hide behind

25

blood soaked tissue
another conflict
with medication

26

      blood-stained feather
she closes her
baby’s eyes

27

bloody moon . . .
farewell painted
with her lipstick

28

      blooming red flower
over the tropical hills
the rose of sharon

29

blush
his tell
when he lies

30

      blushing
while explaining
a whopper

31

boxed amaryllis
now reaching toward the light,
bursting into red

32

      break from work
the desk lamp beach red
as my eyes close

33

bright firecrackers
their light wakes the dark night sky
welcoming dragons

34

broad ambitions
of a limited world —
sunset

35

      caught outside city gates
on the wall captain on guard
loose the arrows red moon

36

      cellophane wraps
another apology
hot house roses

37

      Cherry blossom lips
Scarlet cheeks blush, sun kissing
Joy! Springtime passions —

38

      child bride
a red spot
amid petals

39

colorblind —
i stop for
the green light

40

      coral tree —
muscled limbs upholding
all those flowers

41

      Crimson cardinal
through frost covered pane
admires the poinsettias

42

      crimson rivulet —
the hole in his breast pocket
where her photo is

43

Crimson sky ease pain
All I hear, how my heart breaks
Deafening silence.

44

Dark, cold land
Known as Ice
Flowers Red lava.

45

deflowered —
she pulls up
her long red socks

46

dinner at the bar
Red Lobster diners surround
satisfied solo

47

      Disney park queuing . . .
fuming red under
my Donald Duck hat

48

Doppler’s legacy —
poppies shed their milky skin
in her last two breaths

49

      doting cardinal
the way we would
whistle
cooking together

50

      dots of fire-red glow
last night’s least sparkling embers
dark before the dawn

51

      Each morning a red prickle
on my finger tip, better
the wound of a red rose.

52

      el niño
the cardinals converse
in the rain

53

      endless desert
a red gas can
in her hand

54

every night
blood moon . . .
war zone

55

faded poinsettias
my red dress out of season
at the posh college

56

      familiar
this scenario
red flag

57

femininity
her school uniform
covered by few other

58

fighter jet
the cry of a red panda
by the waterhole

59

finding in a chest
Santa’s red clothes
loneliness

60

      fire always red view of her lips

61

      fire poppies —
a firefighter
happy

62

first grandchild . . .
delicate scent
of red apples

63

first hot dog . . .
a bit of ketchup
on her lip

64

first snowfall
a red cardinal visits
the hush of grey sky

65

      florist’s —
guy chooses red
with spikes

66

      former Ho Chunk camp
poppies bleed
into the earth

67

      friend’s wedding —
remembering the girl
with the bold red lipstick

68

from each branch
a paper heart
beating in the wind

69

      From love to anger,
red is all around us here.
Essential to life.

70

      from my Valentine
red roses without thorns
true love

71

frozen berries
overhead — the waxwings
twist to the south

72

      garden pond
a scarlet dragonfly
steers a turtle

73

      gather with laughter . . .
breathtaking by afternoon
red weeping cherry

74

Golden Sunset Light
Enveloped By Burning Red
Bids The World Goodnight.

75

      graffiti
on pristine coastal rocks
seeing red

76

      half watermelon
painted with red crayon
winter sunset

77

Healing or dying
The needle leaves only a
Small red mark behind

78

      her red
wedding kimono
faded tear spots

79

      home fireplace
embers pulsing red
hugging her cat

80

      how does it know
the colors of Christmas
poinsettia

81

hunter’s moon . . .
the blood brothers
missing in action

82

In the donations
Forgotten by your sister
The infamous scarf

83

      in the world of white
cardinal roosting
on a bare branch

84

its echo
in the rooster’s head —
rising sun

85

      January 1 —
the same red dress
from last year

86

      last Christmas
with a red guitar
on fire

87

      lifting me up
when i’m down
oh red red rose!

88

lipstick
on the wedding crystal —
blushing bride

89

lonely
waiting for red queen
solitaire

90

      long day
the soldier’s bandage
still red

91

      looking at the
withered red rose
she feels loneliness . . .

92

lost in a jumble
on the temple steps
tiny red slippers

93

      lunar New Year
even redder
the beauty of the temple

94

      mackerel
in a muddle
red bucket

95

      maintaining his youth
the old man’s
red car

96

      masks
everyone just mumbles
louder

97

      may it remind me
of blossom not blood
this sunset

98

meadows
painted red
the art of war

99

      memory recall
that favourite red sundress
I sewed in the 70’s

100

morning rain
pine needles as red
as her hair

101

      mum’s smile
always with me . . .
poppy field

102

      my first date’s flushed cheeks
not all down to my charm . . .
chili peppers

103

my girlfriend
likes dry red wine —
my drying rack is ready

104

my reverie . . .
a red ant on the
sun kissed mango

105

narrow road to the north
a little red car
with the top down

106

      new moon
yes no taillights
cross the wide plain

107

      New Year’s morning
the jabbing red face
of a vulture

108

      night of war —
a red flower
among the rubble

109

      no danger sign by you
but my pounding heart knew
before I did

110

      No job for Christmas
My haiku is a three line
Big Horror story

111

not her favorite color upon pressing red blouse

112

      off the back of brooches
do we scratch as soft silver . . .
winter sundown

113

old age home
a carpet of red leaves
to an oak tree stem

114

old battlefield
among the warriors’ dreams
red poppies

115

      on the crater edge
counting petals of fire, “He
loves me,” she whispers

116

on the horizon
passions flare a crimson hue
as winter cautions

117

on top of the hill
the traffic stops —
supermoon

118

      one breath and away a riot of robins

119

      pacific sunset
red
is not the word

120

      petunia dawn . . .
the winter chill
in her cheeks

121

pohutukawa
dusts your skin
red moon

122

      rain drops
accompanied by stars
on the red carpet

123

      rainy season round the corner
on my kitchen wall
moving red army with food supply

124

      Red
the color of newborn
baby

125

      Red China
the wall between us
also seen from space

126

red dots in the snow
it’s just wedding confetti
mixed with signs of war

127

red dress girl
watching Schindler’s List
with my daughter

128

      red earth
how quietly the maple
leaves leave

129

      red envelopes . . .
celebrating
the year of the dragon

130

red eye
of the loon
never close enough

131

      Red eyes
the autumn leaf
smiles

132

      red faced
. . . I realise the stranger
isn’t you

133

      red glow from the
fireplace — a blanket of
warmth in winter air

134

red moon —
the missing girl
found dead

135

red moon —
wandering above
no man’s land

136

      Red Sea red Black Sea

137

      red silk lantern . . .
browsing the net
for a new home

138

      red sky
another reef knot
in the rigging

139

      red sky —
a magpie finally settles
on a power pole

140

red sky greets the sun
what if the gods are restless?
time alone will tell

141

      red soil
the sway of wheat fields
in mother’s eye

142

      Red stone meets blue sky.
Morning sun paints the canyon.
Day greats the desert.

143

      red sunset
my empty glass of wine
full again

144

      red wheelbarrow aloft in our memories

145

      redbird drinks from
a stone basin
and sees a rival!

146

reddening dusk —
fluttery chirps of sparrows
take me home

147

      redpoll
in the naked birch —
an unexpected gift

148

redwood grove —
learning to look
lightward

149

      remembrance day
poppies on a gravestone
red dragonflies

150

resting ladybug . . .
the color of sunset
on my fingertip

151

retirement day —
the incandescent maple invites itself
by the window

152

      ribbon trails
the span of loss
pitted in earth

153

Ride over mountains
across smoky, yellow skies —
the red moon of doom.

154

      Russet red
drips from the hedgerow
Turning tricks.

155

scarlet and crimson
showcase fields
of springtime flowers

156

      scarlet dirties white
amidst the delicate cold
her blood stains the snow

157

      scarlet writing-jacket
cuffs and elbows
rubbed to faded rose

158

      scarlit ski
reaching to heaven
a moonlit night

159

      seeing red
dreading another
election year

160

Setting summer sun
Red the sky and red the rose
Red the lovers’ blush

161

      She knows but still asks
My silence is betrayed by
My warm, reddened face

162

Shining red bindi
Hiding burning crimson —
Her broken dreams.

163

      silhouettes
of destruction
blood moon

164

      simply —
in the red on the horizon
the new Year

165

      splatter paint technique —
a bloody battlefield
takes shape on canvas

166

      splitting firewood —
on my mother’s skin
the red patches

167

      stories untold
mother’s funeral
red petals on the casket

168

      strawberry moon
I connect your freckles
with my finger

169

      sunny harvest day
on the reaper’s face
shining blushes

170

      teflon pan
from fried fake meat
beet juice ooze

171

The color of blood
seeped from your fallen body.
My father is gone.

172

      the doe’s blood
emptying into silence
poppies

173

the eyes
of a war orphan
Gaza sunset

174

      the feathers
on his eagle staff
red mountain snow

175

the king tide
crowned by a burst
of alpenglow

176

      the London bus
travelling the world on
the tourist’s keychain

177

the red hen
provides breakfast omelette . . .
rooster crows

178

      the redbud flames
longer days
longer walks

179

      The stain washed clean
time is blood
the blush of womanhood

180

the sun
a red stamp
on the letter of the winter

181

      The white flag of surrender had turned red

182

      the woman in red
sold so expensive
just a picture

183

they pop
red rimmed glasses
on a wizened face

184

      thorn’s story . . .
is the red rose
the villain?

185

      tidying up —
I sweep shards of glass
after her stroke

186

      toddler apples are seldom red

187

      tortured
thin red line
soul

188

      truce —
even the silence
pulses blood

189

      twelve cardinals
on our Christmas tree
mom’s last

190

      twilight
a strawberry finch
brightens my way home

191

      Valentine sky
a red tulip
touches it

192

Valentine’s Day
the Christmas tree
still blinking

193

      vermilion in the grey
the wind brings closer
denouement

194

      volcano erupting —
from Fuji rises a
round red sun

195

      war —
Is rain red?
asks the child

196

      War celebration
Red poppies
On the graves

197

      war memory —
the redness in her eyes
deepens

198

      warring field
immense flow and freeze
by merciless shots

199

wasted moonlight
more than a tinge of red
on her cheeks

200

      watching the sunset —
the soft tinge of crimson
on her cheeks

201

      watermelon seed
such delicious fruit
filling the garden

202

waxing gibbous
stains we leave behind
during menstruation

203

      white winter —
one cardinal plucking
holly berries

204

      whoosh of wind
a crimson leaf lands
in a new year

205

      wild berries
I savor the hint
of sweet

206

Winter apples fall
Mice delight in tasty treats
Once red now brown

207

winter drizzle
her red trench coat
brighter

208

      winter rain
a red cedar shades
the nameless grave

209

winter thaw the hedgerow dripping robin song

210

      winterberries
a flash mob
of cardinals

211

without
another backing
red moon

 

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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