May 2012 Kukai

Kigo Theme:

Roses

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First Place - 43 Points

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 origami rose . . .

his fingers gently

unfolding me

Margaret Dornaus

(4,5,21) = 43 pts

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Second Place - 18 Points

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foreclosure -

the roses blossom

after they move

Bruce H. Feingold

(0,4,10) = 18 pts

AND

unpacking grandma’s

patchwork quilt

rose scented dusk

Angela Terry

(0,2,14) = 18 pts

**Unlike #33 ("rising scent"), which zooms in on a dewdrop, this expands to embrace the dusk. A couple of beauties

**The way Line 3 expands the sphere of activity in this poem i like that very much

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Third Place - 15 Points

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night vigil --

the garden's yellow roses

afloat in the dark

Maxianne

(1,1,10) = 15 pts

AND

roses ...

my grandmother tells me

about her first love

Cezar F. Ciobica

(0,2,11) = 15 pts

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14 Points

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spring pruning --

the wild rose hedge

bites back

Ruth Powell

(1,1,9) = 14 pts

in the pocket

of his bomber jacket

crushed rose petals

Terri L. French

(0,3,8) = 14 pts

roses

climbing over the fence

the scented breeze

Adelaide B. Shaw

(0,2,10) = 14 pts

**Conventional, perhaps, but well turned, and a part of loving haiku is  loving its conventions

a rose

I can't draw

the scent

Lech Szeglowski

(0,2,10) = 14 pts

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13 Points

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roses

to say he's sorry

— the cheaper ones

Paul Hodder

(1,3,4) = 13 pts

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12 Points

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straining

at the leash —

wild roses

BILL KENNEY

(0,2,8) = 12 pts

**This brings a picture clearly to me of a friend's mother's garden - the old lady had brought the wild roses from her own mother's garden years before

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11 Points

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terraced roses

the path always ends

at my favorite

Bill Hudson

(1,2,4) = 11 pts

**There is a beautiful elegance in this poem, and caught up in it i moved along to the end of the experience completely wrapped in the haijin’s moment

** Instant favourite. I love the way the haiku, like the path within it, leads to that favourite rose.

moonlit café

shadows of  roses fleck

the old man

martin gottlieb cohen

(1,2,4) = 11 pts

still fresh

in the hanky's fold--

roses

--R.K.Singh

(0,2,7) = 11 pts

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10 Points

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rose petals

on a broken stair . . .

the paper dolls

Michael McClintock

(0,3,4) = 10 pts

rosebuds tearing my eyes away from the war dead

John McManus

(0,1,8) = 10 pts

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9 Points

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a new rose bush planted

each year on mother's day

now there are thirty-six

Katie Conway

(1,3,0) = 9 pts

One white rose

on the little girl's coffin.

Thin snowflakes.

Horst Ludwig

(1,1,4) = 9 pts

reticence —

how rose petals curl

back

Stella Pierides

(0,3,3) = 9 pts

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8 Points

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red roses

the passion

of dervish whorls

Barbara Snow

(1,2,1) = 8 pts

folded within her silk blouse the essence of a rose

Polona

(1,0,5) = 8 pts

beach roses

clinging to driftwood

her summer lover

Beth Powell

(0,1,6) = 8 pts

**Slightly poetical, but in a way appropriate to the theme

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7 Points

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climbing the staircase

pattern of roses

on old wallpaper

Alan S. Bridges

(1,1,2) = 7 pts

pillow talk

still in this morning's roses

last night's rain

Kat Creighton

(1,1,2) = 7 pts

by the road

my bush of yellow roses —

collecting compliments

Zhanna P. Rader

(1,1,2) = 7 pts

rising mist

still on a rose petal

a single dewdrop

Liz Rule

(0,3,1) = 7 pts

**Line 3 has the feeling of a discovery

dark roses ...

an old man walk by

in pouring rain

Ramona Linke

(0,3,1) = 7 pts

rose garden tour

a bee flies

up her skirt

carmel lively westerman

(0,1,5) = 7 pts

roses —

how tightly they cling

to my friend's fence

~~Merrill Ann Gonzales

(0,0,7) = 7 pts

deep

within a rose

crab spider

Peter H. Pache

(0,0,7) = 7 pts

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6 Points

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her last rose

pressed in my prayer book—

a new day

John Daleiden

(1,0,3) = 6 pts

Painted Butterflies

sharing some red roses

with the bees

Rita Odeh

(0,3,0) = 6 pts

art of living —

blooming among thorns

roses

Vishnu P Kapoor

(0,3,0) = 6 pts

cascading moonlight...

remembering how

she loved roses

Cara Holman

(0,2,2) = 6 pts

climbing roses —

a hummingbird sucks the sun

in a dew drop

Virginia Popescu

(0,1,4) = 6 pts

climbing rose

my two year old daughter says

you’re not the boss of me

Harvey Jenkins

(0,0,6) = 6 pts

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5 Points

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blue May sky

the wisp of cloud

conjures a rose

Peter O. Silvani

(1,1,0) = 5 pts

**The choice of word 'conjures' is what cemented my choice as best enjoyed haiku for this section; as a cloud watcher myself, it just loaded all the feelings associated with the shapes in which present themselves to us

in a slim green vase

proudly being yellow

a rose

if

(1,0,2) = 5 pts

webmaster —

the roses networked

with spider silk

Elaine Riddell

(1,0,2) = 5 pts

White roses

Nana, did you see them

on your casket

Jennifer Stefanow

(0,1,3) = 5 pts

red light —

two passengers in the bus

talking about roses

Israel López Balan

(0,1,3) = 5 pts

postal clerk

returns soldier's care package ...

wilting roses

Jan Jordan

(0,1,3) = 5 pts

the deep recesses

of Grandmother's trunk

attar of roses

Catherine J.S. Lee

(0,1,3) = 5 pts

rain on May roses . . .

she whispers

her erogenous zones

Bill Pauly

(0,0,5) = 5 pts

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4 Points

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sleepless night

red roses blossom

in moonlight color

Boris Nazansky

(1,0,1) = 4 pts

just where

the ship went aground...

dune roses freight the salt air

Michele L. Harvey

(0,1,2) = 4 pts

alone with my thoughts

I walk through the quiet woods

where roses grow wild

Deirdre Godwin

(0,1,2) = 4 pts

childhood backyard

the roses he neglected

blooming

Bob Moyer

(0,0,4) = 4 pts

red rosehips --

I reach out and touch

their roundness

~ Isabelle Prondzynski

(0,0,4) = 4 pts

sudden shower

of moonlight . . .

climbing roses

Ellen Compton

(0,0,4) = 4 pts

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3 Points

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endless tales

about people’s problems .  .  .

let’s speak of roses

Kirsty Karkow

(1,0,0) = 3 pts

dusty rose presents

powdery mildew this May...

white fungi drama

 dragonfly

(0,1,1) = 3 pts

buds in May —

I’m opening again

"The Name of the Rose"

Petru-Ioan Garda

(0,1,1) = 3 pts

May in Maine

beach roses only thinking

about it ...

Lynda True

(0,1,1) = 3 pts

on my porch

the scent of the roses

stopping me

mechaieh

(0,0,3) = 3 pts

"roses

are red, my ..."

ouch!

gogatsu

(0,0,3) = 3 pts

memories of Mom

her lavender roses

among the bluebells

Rose Marie Stutts, EdD

(0,0,3) = 3 pts

rosebuds open--

red clouds turn pink

with the sunrise

DeVar

(0,0,3) = 3 pts

rose petals drop

on the patio

a mourning dove

John Soules

(0,0,3) = 3 pts

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2 Points

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a suitor perhaps ?

holding roses waits for

the rain to subside

--gillena cox

(0,1,0) = 2 pts

return travel

south of the scent

the rose field

Dorota Pyra

(0,1,0) = 2 pts

kneeling in anguish

through the rose window

a ray of sunshine

Ben Gieske

(0,1,0) = 2 pts

scents of memories

making me smile, laugh, weep, think

bowl of dried petals

Tanja Cilia

(0,1,0) = 2 pts

white picket fence—

the red faces of the roses

caught peeping

Anonymous

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

in the rose garden

I am startled

by the wind

Marylouise Knight

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

this red rose

the one you gave me

fifty years ago

Barbara Campitelli

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

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1 Point

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the arbor roses

of my childhood home

are they still fragrant?

Bruce Ross

Love precedes the rose

that opens a waiting heart

ready for romance

Robert C. Howard

lipstick kiss in the air

in winter garden

one long red rose

miriam chaikin

the dream unfolds

fragrance of roses

streams from the sleep

Oddbjørn Aardalen

smelling roses ~

the autumn chill

fills my goosebumps

Jayashree Maniyil

on your grave

a fresh rose glowing with fire...

thorns of jealousy

natalia kuznetsova

end of month

the old couple asks for

rose ice cream

Ralf Bröker

seamless bed

of white roses ——

lone red one

Narayanan Raghunathan

springtime, greening leaves —

aphids, black spot, then mildew,

roses fade away.

John Hubbard

foggy horizon

silk roses droop

against the cross

Allison Millcock

and still

the lingering scent

of rose sachet

Carolyn Coit Dancy

red roses upon

the patient's bedside table ...

thunderous applause

Keith A. Simmonds

free roses...

my neighbor's mermaid

climbs my back fence

Anonymous

through her archway

of scented roses

a deeper breath

André Surridge

One red rose

Mother's Day present

three loud cheers

Trevor Camp

a last rose

defies the grey ...

autumn dusk

Hansha Teki

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No Points This Time. Sorry.

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new kitchen witch --

sugar-coated roses petals

drying on wax paper

bre :^)

winning haiku contest —

for my teacher

a white rose

alex serban 

a beautiful rose

among many, just one holds—

my mother's embrace

Judi Honiker

drifting through the window

mountain blues

in the key of rose

shanna

pink rose petals

on the garden shovel . . .

i scatter seeds instead

Ron C. Moss

Blood dyed roses

into a bouquet cuddle

her smile slowly dries up.

Bushra Naqi

she would have loved

the roses all around

the altar

Greg Longenecker

floating in a glass bowl

or cooked into pancakes--

fragrant rose petals

Bridget Cougar

the sore eyes of the sun

through the rose eyes

coffin roses

Petya Gleridis

so much change

we must eat roses

to be rooted

Chris Howard

Pink cherry flowers

Made by Dior

A girl in spring

Bernhard Kopf

drooping flower heads

after the summer rain storm

rose fragrance

Irena Szewczyk

at polls

secret vote on "3ROSES" —

the old gardener's smile

STOPS

on her fingers

the scent of vigil flames

roses

Alegria

may rain

wetness of rose

on her braid

Ramesh Anand

dating with florist —

scent of roses

on her body

Andrzej Dembonczyk

fragrance and joy

in the cottage garden

roses

Frances O'Keeffe

yellow rose

she reminds him

of Texas

Tom Painting

mini roses

each one a perfect picture...

cloudless sky

Tom Conally

"dewiest dew"

hey, Wallace,

that's a rose for Raymond

Donna Bauerly

Fertilizing,

watering; rosy

for roses.

Donald Skrivseth

pink roses bloom--

the glow in

my love's cheeks

James Dobson

red rose

teacher of heart's poem

spring is near

Anonymous

snipped rose sweating

on steaming sidewalk —

sharp words

Kurt W

crawling blackthorn roses

along stone walls

rolling tires against gravel

Annebet D

wind changes direction —

green roses' smell hovers

above an old map

IGA

sucking the blood

from her fingertips

Rosa acicularis

Diane Mayr

despite its thorns

enjoying a rose's perfume

on the nightstand

Hazel

on our trek

to the great museum

backyard roses

Anonymous

rose aroma...

the baked geranium leaf

in the cake tin

Barbara A Taylor 

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General Comments:

 **It is my impression that the overall quality of poems (mine included) in this section wasn't all that great. A lot of telling and cliches leaving little for the reader to do. Still, not an easy final selection.

**GENERAL COMMENT: A pleasure making up my mind, although six points proved not enough to  cover all those I liked.

**General comment : It's quite a job giving out the 6 points. There are so many good haiku.

**So many fine free form entries!!

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Free Format Theme:

Morning Habits 

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First Place -  29 Points

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coffee house

the morning regulars

all have names

Gregory Longenecker

(0,7,15) = 29 pts

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Second Place - 28 Points

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morning paper

reaching into the fog

for news

Deb Koen

(1,4,17) = 28 pts

**And, I'm afraid, reaching into the news for fog (I'm sure the poet was way ahead of me on that one)

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Third Place - 26 Points

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morning--

stretching

with the cat

gogatsu

(1,2,19) = 26 pts

**Though not a cat person, this picture of morning makes me wish I was!

**Oh, this feels good from where I'm sitting

**very witty!

**i like the natural synchronicity in this poem, makes me feel like i should slip into the poem and join them

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24 Points

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backward glance

the hill a little steeper

each morning

Margaret Dornaus

(1,0,21) = 24 pts

** Yes, I can feel that! It is line 1, the "backward glance", that keeps this haiku in the present.

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21 Points

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morning sun —

she carries the dog shit

in a plastic bag

Israel López Balan

(1,4,10) = 21 pts

**And may the sun shine daily on this good citizen

**LMAO

open doors

I inhale

another day

Barbara A Taylor 

(0,5,11) = 21 pts

**this is one haiku I wished I had written.

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15 Points

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morning news

the noisy flush

of the toilet

Lech Szeglowski

(1,1,10) = 15 pts

**Comment: :)

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14 Points

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morning tai chi -

trying to imitate

the crane dance

Cezar F. Ciobica

(0,4,6) = 14 pts

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13 Points

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only my voice

in the blackness --

morning prayer

~ Brian Etole

(0,3,7) = 13 pts

morning paper

skimming the columns

for what not to read

Ben Gieske

(0,1,11) = 13 pts

the aftertaste

of last night's quarrel . . .

black no sugar

BILL KENNEY

(0,1,11) = 13 pts

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11 Points

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morning apple...

relishing slices

of haiku

Ramesh Anand

(1,2,4) = 11 pts

arising--

I open the curtains

for the first act

Barbara Snow

(1,1,6) = 11 pts

sun salute . . .

a slow walk into

daybreak and birdsong

Bill Pauly

(0,3,5) = 11 pts

**Line 3 provides a lovely surprise and just edges into poetics of a Western style still remaining safely in the genre of haiku

lilacs in bloom

giving the dust mop

three extra shakes

Adelaide B. Shaw

(0,0,11) = 11 pts

**Its like God and me we have our work to do, this is not just a spring morning haiku

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10 Points

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the moon and I

growing old together...

sleepless at dawn

Cara Holman

(0,0,10) = 10 pts

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9 Points

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first cold splash

a stranger stares back

at the mirror

Alegria

(0,2,5) = 9 pts

**I can relate to this. Well done!

a bevy of nuns

wearing their morning habits...

early mass

Tom Conally

(0,2,5) = 9 pts

warm lather--

shaving the only hair

that still grows

John Daleiden

(0,1,7) = 9 pts

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8 Points

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morning espresso

living in Italy

through memories

Barbara Campitelli

(1,2,1) = 8 pts

**I love the scent of coffee and yes, an espresso takes me right back to Italy.  They say a picture is worth a thousand words, but these short few words make a lovely picture.

tea mist—

a kinglet chirps

on my cellphone

sanjuktaa 

(1,1,3) = 8 pts

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7 Points

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wisps of smoke

rising from my coffee cup . . .

more war news

John McManus

(1,0,4) = 7 pts

morning coffee —

in the cigarette smoke

forgotten portraits

Virginia Popescu

(0,2,3) = 7 pts

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6 Points

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the old newspaper

replaced by email --

first cup of coffee

bre :^)

(0,2,2) = 6 pts

morning shadows

his choice

to start a beard

Michele L. Harvey

(0,2,2) = 6 pts

early run:

sluggish owl

is my only witness

Kurt W.

(0,2,2) = 6 pts

morning shave

I nick the same spot

on my chin

Harvey Jenkins

(0,0,6) = 6 pts

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5 Points

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gentle claws

on my cheek

breakfast please

Annebet D

(1,1,0) = 5 pts

"blowin a pome"

over morning coffee

my breath becomes a cloud

shanna

(0,2,1) = 5 pts

venetian blinded—

your tiger arm stretches

for the snooze button

Jon Espen Vassbotn

(0,1,3) = 5 pts

t'ai chi at sunrise —

a mantis

dances in the morning

-- dsnake1

(0,1,3) = 5 pts

**i did a few t'ai chi classes with my daughter a number of years ago, and remember the lovely calming feel of the exercises. i like the juxtaposition of the natural movement of the mantis here

counting

the invisible waves...

dawn prayer

Rita Odeh

(0,0,5) = 5 pts

A walk in the woods

chasing away shadows

in morning sunlight

Bushra Naqi

(0,0,5) = 5 pts

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4 Points

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breakfast dishes —

we pick hibiscus blooms

for the tortoise

carmel lively westerman

(1,0,1) = 4 pts

**i like the caring that’s reported here, i have no pets but always admire others and the concern for them

each dawn's horizon

picture window frame

sun inching northward

Donna Bauerly

(1,0,1) = 4 pts

it is my intent

to rise early — my habit

rarely to do so

Elaine Riddell

(0,2,0) = 4 pts

early rising . . .

for in the dark I have

no shadow

Ron C. Moss

(0,1,2) = 4 pts

old man's morning piss —

don't panic

o magpie!

Juhani Tikkanen

(0,1,2) = 4 pts

first light---

communion

with the birds

John Soules

(0,1,2) = 4 pts

sunrise lights

my coffee

in a clear glass cup

Rose Marie Stutts, EdD

(0,1,2) = 4 pts

each morning

confirming

my bald spot

Paul Hodder

(0,1,2) = 4 pts

moment of silence —

marking the same kid tardy

day after day

Catherine J.S. Lee

(0,0,4) = 4 pts

**having been there in the position of being late for school, it’s refreshing to sit in the other chair now that of the teacher; though my lateness was not a habitual thing, i remember the discipline of those days and the pounding in my hear t as i gave the teacher a note written by my mother; i was never a teacher, but this haiku does make me empathize with the persona here, so curtly the writer draws us in

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3 Points

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Fido barks

and brings his leash—

no excuses!

Kirsty Karkow

(1,0,0) = 3 pts

first crow --

my dad lights a cigar

and takes some puffs

~ Brian Mulando

(1,0,0) = 3 pts

book, coffee

kitty in my lap

hummingbird at the feeder

Bill Hudson

(0,1,1) = 3 pts

I open a tin--

the cat flap

starts to rise

James Dobson

(0,1,1) = 3 pts

another morning —

black coffee as usual

but...without you

natalia kuznetsova

(0,0,3) = 3 pts

morning

breath

of sunrise

Peter H. Pache

(0,0,3) = 3 pts

**stunning imagery

April sunrise --

the hot water waits

for my morning tea

~ Isabelle Prondzynski

(0,0,3) = 3 pts

**It's what the poet gets out of that simple "waits."

dandelion clock —

getting up when

it’s time

Stella Pierides

(0,0,3) = 3 pts

outdoor café

blackbird's song permeates

my first cappuccino

Polona

(0,0,3) = 3 pts

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2 Points

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 your alarm clock

buzzes long before mine

again and again

Maxianne

(0,1,0) = 2 pts

extend my hand

let the morning

eat

Oddbjørn Aardalen 

(0,1,0) = 2 pts

morning cold --

yawning as I stretch

on my bed

~ Jackline Shirwatso

(0,1,0) = 2 pts

stumble grumble

switches flick to

morning tea and toast

Frances O'Keeffe

(0,1,0) = 2 pts

rise and shine, stretch, yawn

breathe in and out, windmill arms

hop back into bed?

Tanja Cilia

(0,1,0) = 2 pts

I eat toast and jam

watching herons stalk the lake

good start to morning

Deirdre Godwin

(0,1,0) = 2 pts

7 am

the cats don't appreciate

my “Arthur Itis” joke

Diane Mayr

(0,1,0) = 2 pts

a weathered green cup

to hold my morning tea

what is this life?

Bruce Ross

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

Dawn at the café

Steam rising from coffee mugs

The banter of friends

Robert C. Howard

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

morning walk —

ti marie blooms at the crease

of a stone wall

-- gillena cox

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

**Isn't noticing what blooms at the crease of a wall what haiku is all about?

morning cold --

I ignore the tick tock

of my alarm

~ Elijah Juma

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

without a word

rinsing his whiskers

from the washbasin

Terri L. French

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

before breakfast ...

giving the stray kitten

a bowl of milk

Ramona Linke

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

purring cat

usurps the morning paper

on my lap

Ruth Powell

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

start of the day

matching eyeshadow

to the rest

Dorota Pyra

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

**Ah, the fine detachment of "the rest!"

after weighing myself

fake sugar

in my tea

Anonymous

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

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1 Point

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juxtaposed...

vitamins and coffee

every morning

dragonfly

out of the dawn crackling campfire birdsong

martin gottlieb cohen

painting my face --

the brushes dot over

the pocks on my skin

mechaieh

misty morning

fades to black and white

waiting for you

Judi Honiker

cold morning --

I pull the blankets tight

around my head

~ Catherine Njeri Maina

After shaving slaps

considering the wrinkles

in a tired face

Horst Ludwig

yoga

her body stretches

to greet the sun

Beth Powell

dog-walking

making new friends

along the way

Carolyn Coit Dancy

dawn chorus ...

I rise for the sun

once more

Hansha Teki

the smell of morning--

joggers, cyclists and dogs

all on the same path

DeVar

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No Points This Time, Sorry.

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Morning run

stopping to hug one

who runs faster

who runs by

Jennifer Stefanow

morning walkers

make water in the open--

ISM

--R.K.Singh

winter pre-dawn

shirt buttoned crooked

dry cereal

if

waking from dreams

to dream awakening —

contemplation

~~Merrill Ann Gonzales

gazing at your peaceful face

is my cherished morning routine

wake now sweet child

Katie Conway

morning habits ~

so out of whack

in my jet lag

Jayashree Maniyil

jazz espresso

breathes life

into the air

Petya Gleridis

Condemned to rise,

bathe, eat, drive

to awaiting employment

Chris Howard

morning breeze —

birds' music galore

on the bird cherry

Narayanan Raghunathan 

through tea silence

each word hard won

morning pages

Angela Terry

rise,

yawn, scratch, stretch...

COFFEE!

John Hubbard

early morning gym —

my chihuahua's turning around

to surprise me

STOPS

name any morning ---

I'm okay with tea

and fresh bread

Michael McClintock

neglected garden

spring grass stalks stroked

the wrong way

Irena Szewczyk

greeting the morning

blue skies or gray

pen in hand

Marylouise Knight

No more coffee —

I boil again

yesterday grounds

Petru-Ioan Garda

coffee to go

on a first name

basis

Tom Painting

Wafts of bath oil on

early morning breeze.

Donald Skrivseth

breakfast time

the meowing fridge door

— oh, my temple cat!

Peter O. Silvani

five in the morning

sparrows awake with me

tweeter overcrowded

IGA

Six o'clock

newspaper has come

puzzles done.

Trevor Camp

Urgent chirruping —

Cold floors, Darkness and Mist —

Morning walks in park

Philip Mizener

from palm tree

tweets the muezzin -

my 'fajr namaaz'*

( Muslim morning prayers )*

Vishnu P Kapoor

morning coffee

the aftertaste

lingering

Liz Rule

daylight —

they urge me out,

my spring flowers

Anonymous

morning moon

each day my toast

with coffee

Anonymous

walking my son to school

one chance encounter

-- i long for disruption

- ru

first light

the sun warms the sky

i bow in worship

Hazel 

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General Comments:

**There were so many wonderful haiku in this section, it was tortuous to choose between them.

**So many beautiful roses from which to choose!

**GENERAL COMMENT: Is it possible to say anything about roses that hasn't been said before? On the evidence of many of this month's entries, the answer is "Yes!"

**There were so many death images in this one it left a lump in my throat. So many very beautiful images to chose from.

**Tough choices--many good haiku.

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