THF Monthly Kukai Voting Ballot — September 2025
This month’s theme:
pink
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 | “Please not pink” thought my thirteen year old self as I opened the box. | |
2 | a bright pink ribbon hugs the tops of the darkening hills | |
3 | a child’s new pink skin so brave they were under the rocket’s red glare | |
4 | a dozen roses blushing two words — forgive me fiery eyes refuse | |
5 | A flamboyance Of flamingos Camera blushes | |
6 | a girl with a pink dress running in the meadow my mother’s dream | |
7 | a memory of my first blush the pink moon | |
8 | a riverbank sweet peas exploding the song of summer in the key of pink | |
9 | a so colored pool not rain, not poisoned just a woman in pink swimming | |
10 | again a single line in the pregnancy kit . . . wilting pink lily | |
11 | again, the chicken is served still pink at the bone: the kitchen’s revolving door | |
12 | all my springs the pastel rose stationery | |
13 | all of my heart in the blossom pink rain | |
14 | another autumn in the sound of the rain she hugs those pink rompers | |
15 | autumn contemplation . . . through rose colored glasses | |
16 | autumn rain a bud blooms pink on the discount rack | |
17 | autumn waters a hint of pink coming to the hydrangea tips | |
18 | Azaleas enfold advent of springs Pink moon | |
19 | back from holiday a pink oleander flower on the windshield | |
20 | between pink folds of the lotus a bumble bee | |
21 | billowing clouds her pink ribbon dyed red | |
22 | blood on the snow — eraser dust | |
23 | bowing cosmos . . . the dragonfly holds light | |
24 | bracketed by pink, our days maunder on | |
25 | breast cancer — the marketing power of the pink ribbon | |
26 | brief eulogy . . . cherry petals speckling the sky on his coffin | |
27 | brief the days pink azaleas swaying to and fro | |
28 | bright pink flamingo trying to gain momentum by stretching its leg | |
29 | bubblegum pink steadying the bicycle my father’s hands | |
30 | Burst of PINK — unexpected, as first frost looms, Gladiola! | |
31 | candle lighting for the dead protesters my eyes follow her | |
32 | canvas cloud drifting, reddish hues dissolve to pink, West becomes my dream. | |
33 | caterpillars on rose leaves butterflies | |
34 | celebrity in designer pink spring rhododendron | |
35 | cherry blossom rain . . . the scent of her scarf still on my hands | |
36 | child’s pink face mask tangled in a bush Fall fever | |
37 | clipped to her new wig . . . a pink cherry petal | |
38 | cotton candy childhood on my hand | |
39 | cotton candy . . . my baby gums a pink cloud | |
40 | cotton candy sky the sweetness of the morning quickly melts away | |
41 | curved walls of a pink seashell enslaving the surf budding moon | |
42 | dawn’s rosy glow wincing as bare feet touch the floor | |
43 | delicate salt crystals lightly dusting the ground dragonfly wings | |
44 | drinks with her pinky held out crooked roses | |
45 | dry grasses, beige-brown, show deep pink petals sky’s light, quicken pulsed heart-beats | |
46 | end of the war — a pink life in the front on us | |
47 | everlasting love — in every thread she wove, blossom pinafore | |
48 | exotic rose — an error brings me to the right place | |
49 | facing the blues the fading pink tint on my glasses | |
50 | Fallen sweet pea petals — a pink goodbye to summer in cool autumn breeze. | |
51 | feeling like a blue meanie going through his pink journal | |
52 | filled with light an autumn crocus — carpet refreshed | |
53 | first anniversary breaking out the pink champagne | |
54 | first bite of watermelon summer dribbles down my cheek | |
55 | first date peeking behind cherry blossoms one girl | |
56 | first granddaughter I think pink | |
57 | five-year-old her pink t-shirt sparkles with “Rebel Girl” | |
58 | flamingo lifts of river matching smoky sunset | |
59 | floods, wars, earthquakes and yet pink periwinkle | |
60 | flower pots full of pink happiness | |
61 | Gallery Nudes from pink to bruise All women. | |
62 | girl studies her phone winding a finger through pink hair | |
63 | golden hour . . . colour begins to drain from rosebud pink lips | |
64 | gracing the smoke tree pink cotton candies | |
65 | heirloom vase the pink peony’s slow fade to white | |
66 | her 18th birthday the sweet pink frosting of fresh scars | |
67 | her wrinkled face pink with effort — first breath | |
68 | holding herself together with a paperclip weeping cherries | |
69 | How they loved my pink socks — Emergency Room nurses | |
70 | howling wind . . . the pink of her tiny face under the pall | |
71 | hummingbirds hover over tickled pink zinnias performance photo | |
72 | In stillness, I imagine the pink moving clouds an evening mountain. | |
73 | In the moon’s turnip-pink Light bare branches dangle down Heaven’s roots | |
74 | in the shadow of my remembrance your pink face | |
75 | irrigation canal sunset pinking the ducks’ shadows | |
76 | Kissed by you, my chicks turn into pink like hibiscus blooming in September. | |
77 | lamb’s pure white wool in sacrificial red blood, rose pink shouts “Gaudete!” | |
78 | long before an oink above all the pink piglets are echoes of awe | |
79 | looking for hope in mama’s lined face rose-colored glasses | |
80 | morning glory’s edge pierced by morning’s first light one perfect pink heart | |
81 | my newborn just woken up la vie en rose | |
82 | my pink moustache of candy-floss summer sunset | |
83 | my words on her two cheeks a blush | |
84 | never a fan of pink ’til this sunset | |
85 | newborn son in pink missed to technology | |
86 | newborn tiny and pink mustn’t touch or mama rabbit will eat them | |
87 | night stroll . . . I pause to smell pink jasmine | |
88 | not this kind of pink a letter with the results of mammography | |
89 | nursery rhyme squeals of delight from this little piggy | |
90 | ocean sunrise young flamingo feathers coming into color | |
91 | on my cheeks a veil of pink blush . . . autumn sunrise | |
92 | on my desk, a perennial pink: the kid’s paper tulip | |
93 | on top of the small grave baby pink roses | |
94 | out of the blue a pink finch at the window | |
95 | peony garden the bumblebee tickled pink | |
96 | petaled lips, parting; welcoming the springtime rains’ — intimate showers | |
97 | pilgrims pinken . . . back from the brink Gangetic dolphin | |
98 | Pink Butterfly rash — Summer love | |
99 | pink cheeked his first tooth | |
100 | Pink New baby’s bottom color | |
101 | pink Barbie shoe lost in the sandpit autumn dusk | |
102 | pink blanket . . . our son insists his new sister is a boy | |
103 | pink blooms on the hibiscus bush many moons | |
104 | Pink blue Of a mirrored morning To wake up to | |
105 | pink cadillac not all my sister’s Barbies survive the crash | |
106 | pink clouds swallows departing are crossing them | |
107 | pink clouds the sun moves to the other side | |
108 | pink dawns in autumn her baby bump beginning to show | |
109 | pink eraser patiently awaiting your regrets | |
110 | pink eraser the crumbs of mom’s memory | |
111 | pink fog the extra padding of a six-toed cat | |
112 | pink granite cliffs thrive atop a cemetery of Alpine roses | |
113 | pink horizon a flock of flamingos flutter the marsh | |
114 | pink ixoras — a butterfly goes to the yellow ones | |
115 | pink lines she blushes while sharing the news | |
116 | pink month — petal by petal a rose unfurls | |
117 | pink nose of the puppy . . . new coolness | |
118 | pink on pink reflections on a cloud | |
119 | Pink peeks past the beige bandage New skin After the burn | |
120 | pink peony my widest smile reserved for you | |
121 | pink peppercorn the nepo baby’s solo show | |
122 | pink petal shade such a flutter in the atrium | |
123 | pink plastic flamingo on the front lawn “IT’S A GIRL!” | |
124 | pink primrose at the woodland’s edge a deer nibbles | |
125 | pink shirt the breeze carries someone else’s laughter | |
126 | pink slip the slaughtering fingers full of perfume | |
127 | pink spring — a feral cat wears cherry petals | |
128 | pink toenails secretly summer slips into work | |
129 | pink under down fledgling takes flight over | |
130 | pink-faced doll everything is fine | |
131 | pink-stained concrete — political violence can’t be bleached | |
132 | pink, not pretty my shingles rash pink pain | |
133 | Pinked thigh-high, old jeans on old legs, hiking again. Milkweed pods bursting. | |
134 | pinky promise — pink clouds drift apart into orange silence | |
135 | plucked lotus a spotless white sheet on her wedding bed | |
136 | pulling off my rose-colored glasses . . . daily news | |
137 | puppy love on a white card pink ink | |
138 | reading a diary full with pink petals — bomb shelter | |
139 | rooftop sunset all the washing bathed pink | |
140 | rosehip tea raindrops cupped . . . in a petal | |
141 | roses in bloom beneath my pink sundress fresh tan lines | |
142 | sakura blossoms pink turn purple in twilight as youth drifts away | |
143 | set me high into a pink cloud . . . dreams of life | |
144 | shadows of a pink cholla an agitated rattlesnake issues a warning | |
145 | short of breath grandpa recollects a pinking engine | |
146 | shriveled pink blossoms cling to what’s left of summer — they cannot last long | |
147 | Smoke thinning Embers reminisce flames In a pink dawn | |
148 | Soft pink cloth A daughter’s dress A mother’s shroud at rest | |
149 | songbirds! in a pink dawn tender are the whispers | |
150 | spring forward my cat’s ears pink in the sunshine | |
151 | spring morning — birds fly above a cloud of cherry blossoms | |
152 | spring petals slowly falling pink carpet | |
153 | spring sun — the baby caresses the mother’s scar with his little fingers | |
154 | stabbed slab a pool of pink oozing juices | |
155 | steady sunshine the pinkness of her new shorts | |
156 | Subtle pink Cherry Blossom Pelted by morning dew | |
157 | summer wind the fuchsia twirls her skirt | |
158 | sunrise all over him her lipstick pink | |
159 | sunrise the blush of her cheeks | |
160 | swimming upstream a salmon shares the sunset with the blushing sky | |
161 | the blush of generations in love Ponte dei Sospiri | |
162 | the blush on her cheeks revealed what was in her heart he knew she’d say yes | |
163 | the bombs glitter pink like trophies in the blue sky winter’s last triumph | |
164 | the pink sky a birthday cake from God | |
165 | the pink splash of a roseate spoonbill summer lake | |
166 | the sun left the sky mistyrose lavender slowly fading | |
167 | the toddler takes a pink marker — colouring the blossoms | |
168 | thin tendrils of pink curl around fleeing shadows . . . a morning joy ride | |
169 | This fall the Nooksack thickens with spent pink salmon . . . the river rejoices | |
170 | this wish of going light cherry blossom | |
171 | thyroid surgery my purple stitches slowly fading to dark pink | |
172 | tickling rat brains with electrodes tickled pink (https://www.nature.com/articles/539333a) | |
173 | toilet even the sky pink | |
174 | toothless grin wiggling toes become piggies | |
175 | touching the pink inside a conch shell not wet | |
176 | transformation . . . drifting in pink light seagulls | |
177 | trimming shadows . . . the tiniest pink roses under the hedge | |
178 | twilight moon her face scar after healing | |
179 | Very pink flowers — cluster of pink . . . pink with pink . . . | |
180 | watermelon chunks cotton candy on a stick a blush of rose | |
181 | winter coat shopping . . . she decides to pass on the pink tax | |
182 | winter rain the pond overflows with pūriri petals | |
183 | winter sunrise . . . the hour before dawn soft pink flush | |
184 | wishing on stars she folds pink booties Into a drawer | |
185 | young girls pink ribbons and bows Barbie dolls |
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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Will the September 1st post that included this month’s winners reappear after voting is done?
I somehow forgot to check the winners against what I’d voted for. I try to do that each month for fun.