November 2010 Kukai

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

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

it took awhile

weaving a line or two

together

James Sawers

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

weaving pattern

in these leaves

her wedding ring

Alan S. Bridges

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

faded tapestry

above the horsehair couch

grandma’s house

Carolyn Coit Dancy

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

drunken sailor

weaving along the docks

his patchwork life

Ruth Powell

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

unraveled

he weaves his way out

of the bar

Meredith Stern Cavalieri

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

cane rockers

potbellied woodstove

weaving yarns

Anonymous

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

sunrise catches

a spider weaving a web

catching a moth

Chiisana Niwa

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

my daily work

weaving together

past and future

Anonymous

(0,0,2) = 2 pts

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