Congratulations to Christopher Pickslay, winner of our Kigo section and to Cara Holman and Michael McClintock, winners of our Free Format section!
November 2010 Results
Kigo Theme:
Geese
First Place - 28 Points
burial —
the bagpiper
parts the geese
Christopher Pickslay
(2,6,10) = 28 pts
While reading again and again, I listen to "Amazing Grace" from far away.
Original, thought-provoking, and mournful. Well done!
Second Place - 23 Points
solstice
the stone goose
fledged with snow
Earl R. Keener
(1,5,10) = 23 pts
A strong atmospheric haiku that resonates. The author has resisted the urge to report on actual geese; and we have in our mind's eye a constant reminder of the potential freedom of a young goose captured in stone.
Third Place – 21 Points
migrating geese
the boy throws one more
skipping stone
Petar Tchouhov
(0,6,9) = 21 pts
Two strong images of movement, and youth and freedom. Good use of juxtaposition.
Nice echoes in this.
There seems to be no direction connection between the fragment and the phrase, yet on a subconscious level, this resonates with me.
Fourth Place - 18 Points
migrating geese —
she reminds me
to buy coal
Jacek M.
(1,4,7) = 18 pts
departing year —
the cries
of wild geese
Cara Holman
(1,3,9) = 18 pts
time change . . .
the leading goose
falls back
Susan Constable
(0,5,8) = 18 pts
A good use of juxtaposition, I really like this haiku!
Fifth Place - 16 Points
departing geese . . .
women shaking walnuts
from the walnut trees
Michael McClintock
(2,4,2) = 16 pts
I enjoyed this haiku. Yet I wish the author hadn't repeated about walnuts in the last line, as the image was very clear. If the second use of walnuts was removed, this would be worth submitting to a haiku magazine.
wild geese
at the vanishing point —
his tractor slows
Ruth Powell
(0,5,6) = 16 pts
Simply beautiful.
Sixth Place - 13 Points
the sky
after departed geese
filled with silence
Juhani Tikkanen
(0,5,3) = 13 pts
Seventh Place - 12 Points
goose feathers
everywhere —
no guilt in dog's eyes
Petru-Ioan Garda
(1,4,1) = 12 pts
winter's evening
a wedge of geese
black out the moon
Mark Lonergan
(1,1,7) = 12 pts
Eighth Place - 11 Points
how to speak
of what i've never seen . . .
migrating geese
polona
(1,2,4) = 11 pts
I have every sympathy with this sentiment! No migrating geese around here either.
This one is stunning.
Ninth Place - 10 Points
at the airshow
flying in formation
the geese unnoticed
Elaine Riddell
(0,4,2) = 10 pts
winging geese
here and there
the snowflakes stick
Michele L. Harvey
(0,2,6) = 10 pts
Tenth Place - 9 Points
snow geese —
a vast white cloud rising
from the marsh
Carol Raisfeld
(0,1,7) = 9 pts
muted dawn
a flock of geese
roil the lake
Tom Painting
(0,1,7) = 9 pts
A powerful image that I would have splurged on but so little to spend (on votes).
twilight
this flight of geese
to a distant bell
Terry O'Connor
(0,1,7) = 9 pts
Eleventh Place - 8 Points
geese
somewhere
the sky
ARW
(0,3,2) = 8 pts
our old gander
feebly flapping his wings
geese calls from above
natalia kuznetsova
(0,2,4) = 8 pts
silver moon
a snow goose calls out
in the cold
Angéle Lux
(0,2,4) = 8 pts
Twelfth Place - 7 Points
My son's grave —
two Canada geese trim
the greening grass.
Zhanna P. Rader
(1,1,2) = 7 pts
migrating geese
hallway chatter
between classes
Carlos Gesmundo
(0,2,3) = 7 pts
a flock of geese
flits north across the full moon —
too late for goodbyes
Alegria
(0,1,5) = 7 pts
orange dawn
the last goose
flies away
Tito A. Ramos
(0,1,5) = 7 pts
Thirteenth Place - 6 Points
Geese departure . . .
sounds of wings dying away
little by little
Vasile Moldovan
(1,1,1) = 6 pts
deep sinking
into the goose down
of my dreams
Merrill Ann Gonzales
(0,2,2) = 6 pts
Cozy!
snow in our eyes
we track the broken
patterns of geese
Bill Pauly
(0,2,2) = 6 pts
Good use of an extra sense, that of "snow in our eyes". The author has also resisted the urge of using "vees" of geese, and has instead concentrated on the "broken patterns" of flight.
somewhere
geese are honking —
early morning traffic
gillena cox
(0,1,4) = 6 pts
early morning
the silence broken
by a single honk
Adelaide B. Shaw
(0,1,4) = 6 pts
a vee of geese
touch down together —
Veterans Memorial
Cherie Hunter Day
(0,1,4) = 6 pts
from his wheelchair
he gazes at the geese
heading to sunset
Victor P. Gendrano
(0,1,4) = 6 pts
A poignant haiku. I wonder if the first pronoun is needed, after all we know it's a "he"? I also wonder if it should be "heading into sunset" which I feel would be fine without the use of a definite article? Despite my criticisms, I enjoyed this haiku, and it makes good use of making us carry on beyond the text.
hunter's blind
geese rise into
a leaden sky
Beth Richards
(0,1,4) = 6 pts
The uses of 'leaden' adds a subtle pun, which appeals to me.
the sky
already emptier
departing geese
Ann K. Schwader
(0,0,6) = 6 pts
Fourteenth Place - 5 Points
I look
The nest is still warm
Pointing south
Dimitri L.
(1,1,0) = 5 pts
honking geese
emerge from the mist —
peaceful morning
Ted van Zutphen
(1,0,2) = 5 pts
southbound canoe's
V-trail on the river —
migrating geese
Janice Hornburg
(0,2,1) = 5 pts
Arctic Snow Geese
and old friend
now single
Carmel Lively Westerman
(0,2,1) = 5 pts
No time
to finish shaving
Canada geese
Ralf Bröker
(0,1,3) = 5 pts
near dusk;
a calligraph of geese darkens
the moon.
manoj saranathan
(0,1,3) = 5 pts
muted
by the first snowfall —
canadian trumpets
Jon Espen Vassbotn
(0,1,3) = 5 pts
empty sky —
a goose calling
for its mate
Nancy Nitrio
(0,0,5) = 5 pts
November dusk . . .
the wishbone cry of geese
carried on the wind
Francine Banwarth
(0,0,5) = 5 pts
I rather enjoyed the "wishbone cry" of the geese: imaginative use making this haiku standout.
Fifteenth Place - 4 Points
a group of tourists
at the lakeside inn —
cackle of geese
sanjuktaa
(1,0,1) = 4 pts
lingering rain
the low sky empty
of geese’s cries
Catherine J.S. Lee
(1,0,1) = 4 pts
This haiku impresses by the attention the author gives to the kigo -- to such an extent that the absence of the kigo is noticed. Beautiful!
Michaelmas dinner
a cooked goose
tells no tales
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black
(0,2,0) = 4 pts
passing geese
wishing I had
a carport
James Sawers
(0,1,2) = 4 pts
I love the subtle humour. Here (Ireland) pigeon (or any bird guano) is considered 'lucky' - I wish the writer every good wish as he/she cleans the car.
geese heading south —
as one life begins
another ends
Liz Rule
(0,1,2) = 4 pts
winter geese
weaving in and out
of a "V"
C.P. Harrison
(0,1,2) = 4 pts
autumn magic
grandpa's cider sweetens
the cry of wild geese
Edward
(0,1,2) = 4 pts
our grief
on the wings of geese
returning
old pajamas
(0,1,2) = 4 pts
eulogy —
departing geese inscribe
the moon
Nancy Smith
(0,1,2) = 4 pts
Clever, although distracting punctuation. Still, this verse resonates.
I like the use of 'inscribe', which seems to make this familiar haiku image feel brand new.
departing geese —
in front of the nursing home
an old barking hound
Kaiser
(0,1,2) = 4 pts
Sixteenth Place - 3 Points
rest stop
a gaggle of Canada geese
by the roadside
Meredith Stern Cavalieri
(1,0,0) = 3 pts
group of geese —
a ray of sunshine
on their feathers
alex serban
(0,1,1) = 3 pts
boarded-up cabin —
goose track
across the wet porch
Michael Dylan Welch
(0,1,1) = 3 pts
honking geese
cross canyon sunset
echo returns
charlie smith
(0,1,1) = 3 pts
last of the geese
below the clouds
beside the mountains
DeVar
(0,1,1) = 3 pts
distant beat
of geese wings —
my humming stalls
James Dobson
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
my thoughts
with the wild geese
above the fog
Dejan Pavlinovic
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
Seventeenth Place - 2 Points
morning flyover,
geese honking
oblivious of us
Tom Conally
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
in the tranquil lake
a vee of geese traverses
fluffy clouds
Barbara A Taylor
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
in total darkness
geese honking honking
their OM
Robert Henry Poulin
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
we forget to talk —
listening to geese squawk
around our picnic
Bhalachandra Sahaj
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
geese grazing
boy slips and misses
the football
Chiisana Niwa
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
settling down
on the field . . . a blanket of
snow geese
Barbara Snow
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
a lightning:
geese change
directions
Narayanan Raghunathan
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
call of geese
from across the worlds —
ice moon
Ron C. Moss
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
migrating south
for comfort and warmth
with my goose down pillow
Bill Hudson
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
migrating geese —
he arrives with flowers
ten minutes late
Israel Lopez Balan
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
twilight ::
a sailboat,
a skein of geese
timothy russell
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
full of moon
snow geese return
light as feathers
Margaret Dornaus
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
lingering mists
part for a driven wedge —
geese in formation
Svetlana Marisova
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
butcher shop —
we speculate over
what makes geese vee
Anonymous
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
Rocky shore
geese flying westward
farmer’s field.
Trevor Camp
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
high up
a chevron of geese perfectly
not so perfect
r. seretny
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
she will fly south
to warm her old bones —
the way of the geese
Marylouise Knight
(0,0,2) = 2 pts
Eighteenth Place - 1 Point
geese in flight —
a capital "V" attracts
every eye
Rita Odeh
out of haze:
one – now two geese and…
seven goslings!
Svein Lie
a geesplough heads southwards
over the village church
the churchbells applaudes in silence
Oddbjørn Aardalen
lone goose
in frosted pond —
a gap in the "v"
Terri L. French
Cackles split the air
Soft, white, eider-down pillows;
Not so silly goose!
Tanja Cilia
one last skein of geese
surrenders
earth to its murders of crows
Suzume
November . . .
is that the smallest goose
leading the flock?
Kirsty Karkow
Geese
cry skyward
to your absence
Donna Bauerly
all these years
our pond an overnight break
for geese heading south
michaelb2005
not a wake
a V of geese
out the fjord
og_a
birds of passage
a feather floats down
Niagara Falls
Garry Eaton
twilight
flicker of geese
memories of my mother
Chitra Rajappa
frozen resemblance
abandoned in a junkyard
wooden geese
Vida
geese in pairs over
darkening sky —
nursing a lonely drink
Vaidya Narayanan
cacophony
wave upon wave fills the sky
the lake with geese
maxianne
I can't resist this image of mirroring--a double world.
haunting call of geese
speaking of such wistful things
love and summer lost
Deirdre Godwin
crossing the moon
the geese on course
heedless of our gaze
jill
the lead goose
drops back crossing
only the light
Diane Mayr
a gust moves the curtain
the sound of a goose
catching a fish
Tore Sverredal
No points this time, sorry.
trumpeting geese
sound as chill as the air
— empty deck chair
if
Blue angelic jets.
like a flock of metal geese,
"vee'd" the turquoise sky.
Robert C. Howard
Canada geese
in the grey ocean
ready to leave
Angelika
beings' victory
against gravity
V flight of geese
stops
A skein of geese
bending elegantly south.
New cars behind glass.
Horst Ludwig
goose blind
decoys tucked under
the overturned canoe
Alan S. Bridges
geese in fall term —
scratches across
the chalkboard-green pond
mechaieh
the geese's flight
determined to fight
the winter blues
John Tiong ChungHoo
not here long
the honk honk of geese
overhead
Harvey Jenkins
East Park geese
they show the quickest way
to schoolchildren
Alan Summers
on the green,
geese . . .
dropping new hazards
John Hubbard
late August —
geese gathering for passage
dawdle on the road
Ida Freilinger
lake waters
asleep — wide awake
geese splashing down
Ben Gieske
Canada geese —
follow the leader
not child’s play
Carolyn Coit Dancy
low flying geese
pleasantly interrupting
6 p.m. news
Kaylene
earthbound I watch
a V of geese
going south
Frances O'Keeffe
in a field
ducks, geese, pukekos
coots slumber
Anne Curran
“V“ in the sky —
geese practicing departure
hissing and lisping
Patricia Lidia
hunter's moon —
a flock of geese guard
the horses
Anonymous
Honk honk honk honk honk
This pond is mine! All of it!
You stay out! Honk! Honk!
Geoffrey A. Landis
deep winter
geese gather
around open water
Marleen Hulst
geese flying high
in the frosty sky . . .
distant haven
Keith A. Simmonds
grey and white feathers
in the autumn meadow . . .
geese flew
Andrzej Dembonczyk
vee line honks
southward bound
winter ahead
Christine Howard
the memory
of last year's geese
this year’s lake
Anonymous
rude awakening
each autumn day at sunrise
wild geese fly by
Amicus
the river bank
a guano covered hillside —
Spring geese flowers
John Daleiden
a part of fall
leaving the fall behind
geese formation
Boris Nazansky
frost smoke,
dusk and thoughts . . .
do geese exist?
Li Ree
flying in V formation
air traffic controllers
canadian geese
dorothy j. kazmierzak
Wild Greylag geese,
flying in formation,
winter harbingers.
Jean Lewis
in formation
a flock of geese flying southbound
the 21 gun salute
Stevie Strang
General Comments:
I'd FAR more favourites than I had points to award.
With an increased number of entries, voting is becoming more and more challenging!
Thanks once again for lovely haiku.
Free Format Theme:
Weaving
First Place - 26 Points
garden spider —
weaving the dew
into its web
Cara Holman
(1,6,11) = 26 pts
Weaving dew unwittingly in its web? The two 'W’s' for me, too, got this vote.
reeds and river
weaving the mist
together
Michael McClintock
(1,4,15) = 26 pts
Second Place - 21 Points
deepening snow
the corner
the spider fills
Michele L. Harvey
(2,5,5) = 21 pts
Third Place – 18 Points
wake
a rosary woven
in the atheist's hands
Tom Painting
(2,3,6) = 18 pts
I liked the fact that there was movement and sound, and a punchline. It made me want to know more about the atheist, and a good haiku should make you want to think and feel beyond the boundaries of the actual words put down. the flute to my lips . . .
weaving sound
and silence
Li Ree
(1,4,7) = 18 pts
In music (and in life!) silence is as important as sound. I like the focus on something other than the usual visual images of haiku.
weaving their song
into a privet hedge
sparrows
polona
(0,3,12) = 18 pts
Fourth Place - 15 Points
a bedouin
woman weaves
the moon
og_a
(0,5,5) = 15 pts
So simple, yet evocative.
Fifth Place - 14 Points
finding threads
from my dreams
in your loom
Jon Espen Vassbotn
(2,2,4) = 14 pts
yarnspinner
weaving her stories
into rugs
Frances O'Keeffe
(0,2,10) = 14 pts
Sixth Place - 13 Points
Happy Hour
a drunkard weaves
his tale of woe
Terri L. French
(1,2,6) = 13 pts
Seventh Place - 12 Points
heritage village —
the weaver's bonnet
keeps falling off
Michael Dylan Welch
(1,3,3) = 12 pts
This one made me smile. I really like how it juxtaposes the construction of things (historical experience, weavers' products) with things that elude our control (that darn bonnet!).
new neighbours
sparrows weave their song
through the cedars
Susan Constable
(0,3,6) = 12 pts
Eighth Place - 11 Points
crows’ calls
woven into the branches
autumn dusk
Melissa Allen
(0,2,7) = 11 pts
cobwebs
hanging from her old loom
another story
maxianne
(0,1,9) = 11 pts
Ninth Place - 10 Points
weaving in firelight
reminded again
of my flaws
Francine Banwarth
(2,0,4) = 10 pts
I really like the last two lines, avoiding any possible cliches about the firelight doing this or that. I think a few of us, if we are honest, will reflect on our flaws, and it's a refreshing and honest approach.
bruised purple sky . . .
an Afghan weaver dyes
his wool to match
Kirsty Karkow
(1,1,5) = 10 pts
I really liked this haiku, although it's good enough not to need to state 'purple', and I feel it's worthy enough to be submitted to a good haiku magazine.
I like the sounds in this haiku - the Bs and Ps, the alliteration of Ws - and the mood that's achieved by the use of the fragment in conjunction with the weaver.
autumn evening —
cold wind weaves in and out
of our whispers
Alegria
(0,3,4) = 10 pts
Tenth Place - 9 Points
daydreaming
the old woman weaves
a dreamcatcher
Ted van Zutphen
(1,1,4) = 9 pts
Wonderfully evocative.
winter rain
weaves rivers down the window . . .
longing for you
Catherine J.S. Lee
(0,3,3) = 9 pts
recession —
in the old weaving mill
only the spiders
Kaiser
(0,2,5) = 9 pts
A haiku for our times, unfortunately . . . when spiders are the only weavers left in the mills.
warp and weft
the plain weave of our stories
yours and mine . . .
Margaret Dornaus
(0,1,7) = 9 pts
in a weave
of withered vines
last cricket
Ann K. Schwader
(0,1,7) = 9 pts
midnight bath —
moonlight weaves through
frosted panes
Isabelle Prondzynski
(0,1,7) = 9 pts
The contrast of hot and cold is effective, as well as the subtle pun on 'panes' whether it was intended or not. Perhaps even a relationship is warming up.
Eleventh Place - 8 Points
a single fly
finds the open coffin —
fingers interweave
Svetlana Marisova
(2,1,0) = 8 pts
Twelfth Place - 7 Points
we rest by a pond —
an oriole's reflection
weaving its nest
Zhanna P. Rader
(0,3,1) = 7 pts
sound of beating comb
the old weaver smiles
only for the picture
Angéle Lux
(0,3,1) = 7 pts
A great last two lines. I feel the first line should have had "combs" plural, my only criticism. One to be submitted to a quality haiku magazine.
I weave a silk scarf
between my fingers —
mulberry leaves
James Dobson
(0,1,5) = 7 pts
Thirteenth Place - 6 Points
summer camp
weaving class
empty
Carmel Lively Westerman
(0,2,2) = 6 pts
funeral day
cobwebs cover
granny’s loom
Tore Sverredal
(0,2,2) = 6 pts
rose trellis
shadows on the wall
woven by the wind
Adelaide B. Shaw
(0,1,4) = 6 pts
A lovely visual, accompanied by the sound and smell of summer. Great use of the senses!
A nice take on the word "weave" - I like how visually evocative this is.
harmattan morning —
a ray of light weaves through
cloud spaces
Nana Fredua-Agyeman
(0,1,4) = 6 pts
The Harmattan is a West African trade wind also known as "The Doctor". If it wasn't for the stricture for using a variation weaves, this haiku could also stand to be submitted for a good haiku magazine, and even be submitted for another haiku competition.
stick by stick
the house sparrows knit
the minutes of the long day
Suzume
(0,1,4) = 6 pts
Even a rhyme thrown in!
Fourteenth Place - 5 Points
floral worlds:
a butterfly weaves
new dreams
Narayanan Raghunathan
(0,2,1) = 5 pts
A weaving spider
on the window flowers budded
by hoar-frost
Oprica Padeanu
(0,1,3) = 5 pts
the cotton string
after careful scrutiny
is woven into the nest
Bill Hudson
(0,1,3) = 5 pts
winter winds
weaving a network
of sombre clouds
Keith A. Simmonds
(0,1,3) = 5 pts
Fifteenth Place - 4 Points
dream weaver
feathers from the web
sing my lullaby
Merrill Ann Gonzales
(1,0,1) = 4 pts
weaving clouds
over the church
clock ticking backwards
jansemann
(0,2,0) = 4 pts
intricately woven
brilliant carpet —
boys missing school
Vaidya Narayanan
(0,2,0) = 4 pts
autumn light
my granny is weaving
with gold threads
Petar Tchouhov
(0,2,0) = 4 pts
What a beautiful scene, well observed!
the shuttle
weaving through traffic
a skateboarder
Barbara Snow
(0,1,2) = 4 pts
closed factory . . .
spider weaves his web
on a power loom
Dejan Pavlinovic
(0,0,4) = 4 pts
Sixteenth Place - 3 Points
Weaving a haiku
into the thin swaths drifting
across the fall moon
Horst Ludwig
(1,0,0) = 3 pts
hanging by a thread
cobwebs spun into plant down
a hummingbird’s nest
Harvey Jenkins
(1,0,0) = 3 pts
In the sunlight
on the finely woven web
one droplet of dew.
Geoffrey A. Landis
(1,0,0) = 3 pts
winter geese
weaving in and out
of a "V"
C.P. Harrison
(0,1,1) = 3 pts
field trip —
the frayed weave
of the Civil War flag
aom (tim)
(0,1,1) = 3 pts
Nicely done -- the deteriorating artifact in contrast to the mention of a war meant (at least according to Union leaders) to keep the national fabric intact.
weaving
I prefer the warp
my dog the woof
Donna Bauerly
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
the rising sun
erasing the weaving
of jack frost
michaelb2005
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
butterflies weaving
children amidst the flowers
flashes of laughter
Ben Gieske
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
braided loaves
in a bakery window
feverish arias
Garry Eaton
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
she weaves her
way through the crowd —
stiletto heels
Synaida Kalahi
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
she arranges
his photos for the grandkids
weaving a life
Nancy Smith
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
cloud spaces —
moonlight weaving in
and out
Janice Hornburg
(0,0,3) = 3 pts
Seventeenth Place - 2 Points
Icy silver threads
woven thru the branches like
crystal tapestries.
Robert C. Howard
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
Lattice-work so fine
In, out, above and below . . .
Warm mixed-berry pie.
Tanja Cilia
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
In a black corner
the white spider weaves
a new cobweb
Vasile Moldovan
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
weaving project :
a Jacob's ram munches
in the back yard
ushi
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
coffee weaves thro'
tired veins:
high voltage surge !
Chitra Rajappa
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
mother finishes
the last thread of my shawl —
leaving for the monastery
Bhalachandra Sahaj
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
tight weave —
the cyclist's sleeves
cover his hands
DeVar
(0,1,0) = 2 pts
This is a really good example of zooming into the frame set up a haiku. Good descriptive use, and very atmospheric.
May Day in the park —
musical tapestry
woven in brass
if
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it took awhile
weaving a line or two
together
James Sawers
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weaving pattern
in these leaves
her wedding ring
Alan S. Bridges
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faded tapestry
above the horsehair couch
grandma’s house
Carolyn Coit Dancy
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drunken sailor
weaving along the docks
his patchwork life
Ruth Powell
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unraveled
he weaves his way out
of the bar
Meredith Stern Cavalieri
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cane rockers
potbellied woodstove
weaving yarns
Anonymous
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sunrise catches
a spider weaving a web
catching a moth
Chiisana Niwa
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my daily work
weaving together
past and future
Anonymous
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Eighteenth Place - 1 Point
counting each knot . . .
the nimble fingers of kids
in remote places
Barbara A Taylor
calm night . . .
those clouds weave
one dream after another
Rita Odeh
Oak trees
more leaves on the ground
than on the tree
Angelika Kolompar
last rollercoaster
weaving on the edge
of salt cloud
Ron C. Moss
wuthering wind
rainbows weave through spindrift
from the waterfall
Liz Rule
my breath weaves
the thread is
mam is dead
Bjørn
the spider weaves
a wispy web that covers
the idle loom
Lorraine Margueritte Gasrel Black
weaving through memories —
a yellowed photo with
grandmother to loom
Petru-Ioan Garda
field of corn
rows part and slant part and slant
— anonymous weaver
miriam chaikin
labour of love
as she looms the thud
of an unborn child
john tiong chunghoo
October weaves a
coloured tapestry of leaves.
bright autumn carpet.
Jean Lewis
holidays —
memories of
grandmother weaving
Kaylene
regrets —
the loom at the thrift store
picked up
put down
jill
the storyteller —
her magical voice weaves
the cloth of our lives
Marylouise Knight
at each shuttle toss
her ticket to freedom closer —
weaving dreams
John Daleiden
argument
my fingers weave around
the blueberries
Anonymous
the BMW
weaving in and out of traffic
passing me up again and again
Stevie Strang
No points this time, sorry.
orb spider
weaving a silken message . . .
WELCOME!
Tom Conally
autumn
wind weaving trees
leaves let go — gone
Robert Henry Poulin
a shooting star
make a wish
another one?
Jean Noir
past . . .
the wind weaves, gust of snow
on a ski track
Svein Lie
the snake tattoo
near her navel
awakes, begin to stir
Oddbjørn Aardalen
warm and cold weaver
autumn will soon
have frozen tracks
stops
weaving magic
an old trumpet to his lips
jazz spills out
Carol Raisfeld
amid carefree hum
a spider keeps on weaving
undisturbed
natalia kuznetsova
Carried
by a shuttle through the shed
Mum's present
Ralf Bröker
spent lovers
weave into each other
into dream
Terry O'Connor
Who told her
to weave the leaves together?
Braid of maple stems.
mechaieh
cloud weaving
a plane does loop the loop
over a noisy seagull
Alan Summers
The sun
Striking the fountain
While water runs
Dimitri L.
a rust and yellow
mix of fallen maple leaves —
flame-point tapestry
Ida Freilinger
late for work,
she grips the handle
as we weave through traffic
Christopher Pickslay
wheeling
a weft of godwits
through a warp of air
Elaine Riddell
nature weaving
a new dawn —
baby yawning
Patricia Lidia
warp and weft
of the wedding throw
"Lover's Knot"
Beth Richards
a rowdy yarn
cussing those ornery sheep
she weaves a crooked scarf
Edward
Fifty years
anniversary party,
woven lives.
Trevor Camp
cedar bark and wool
each one takes a year to make
Chilkat honour robe
Deirdre Godwin
Bonfire flames leap
leaves curl
smoke weaves a message
Christine Howard
weavers guild headed home —
the ins and outs of fog
Sandy N.
a sudden slip —
her hair weave covered
with mud
Margaret Ndinda
under the tree —
she weaves his brown
dreadlocks
Ceciliah Wambui
bittersweet vines
woven into deadly wreaths
— she plots her next book
Diane Mayr
warp and woof
the weaver's daughter wonders
which child is her
Bill Pauly
autumn goddess
weaves mountain leaves
into a textile fabric
Yuka Makishita
Election Day
the wisp of the fog weaves
through the pines
Jacek M.
General Comments :
Some great entries!
So many haiku were awesome that I wished I had more t