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Java River 5th Anniversary Haiku Contest Entries

  Haiku Contest Entries

 

August 2003

 

Behind the dense Bush

the snake hisses and whispers:

"Do as you are told."

-Ron Kroese

 

Priorities

 

Cracked walls need painting

I'd rather weed the garden

funny how it goes.

-James G. Moore

 

The darned hummingbirds

chase one another, but you

are clear across town.

            -Athena Kildegaard

 


It is a white world
But no snow has yet fallen...
Lutefish, lefse...uffda!

Hurry, hurry, stop...
Hasten slowly, do not hurry
Tomorrow comes at the same time.
                
Where has the time gone?
We get old before we get rich—
Eat bread in the sunset.
             
Tall trees, wide black streets
Sunshine, rain, snow and sleet...
No monotony.


A smile and a hug
Then small arms around my neck...
God's gift to Grandma.
               —Jeanie Hoidal

Life

 

Love; give and receive.

These gifts are given to you.

Make peace, not more war.

  

Like a new flower,

love blossoms and fades away.

Sunset, end of day.

 

God gave us humor

to help us over the bumps.

Have a hearty laugh! 

 

Humor 

 

I came and conquered

mosquitoes and ticks and gnats,

not death or taxes.

  

A typical man

won't ask directions she said.

Now we are lost. Help!

 

I passed gas, it stank.

Must have been something I ate,

really old and rank.

 

Norwegian

 

You once said Uff Da,

not knowing its true meaning.

you stepped in Uff Da. 

 

These haikus are sent to you by:

 

Mister Ward Voorhees

from the small town of Morris

in Minnesota.

 

My rural address

is four four seven two four

Highway twenty eight

 

I have a zip code.

Its five six two six seven

in U. S. of  A.  

 

I asked the prairie -

Where do dreams go once they die?

Prairie whispered "to the city".

            -Pauline Hagen Nelson

 

Four Haikus concerning the examination of my colon:

 

The Prep

 

No food all day long

Drink a gallon of Golytley

Go, go, go and go.

 

 

The Day

 

Look at long black thing,

Left side down, worry some more

See insides on TV

  

The Process

 

Feel air pumped in

Watch some more television

Then it is over

 

Relief

 

Put on pants and fart.

Fart, fart, fart, fart, fart and fart.

Wife must drive you home.

-Douglas Rasmusson

 

 

They eat their lefse

With sugar and thick butter.

Life loosens its belt.

-Micheal Galegher

 

Norwegian Coffee

The midwest version lacks depth

Luke-warm brown water

 

Lutheran church basement   (5 syllables if you pronounce it "lut' trin"

Where the red hymnals reside

Upstairs live the green

 

M and M ballroom

Youth well spent in days gone by

Dancing – Romancing    

            -Mary Schmidt

 

Cool brass slides away

Smooth emotions warm it up

Hot sounds issue forth

-Mike and Celeste Suter

 

Knife sharp paper edge

Almost invisible cut

Stinging, throbbing pain

 

Seagulls in blue skies

Smell of ocean and of sand

Waves cool burning feet

 

Steaming brown liquid

Cup of instant comfort-

Surge of energy

 

An infant shot dead

All in the name of revenge

Sense of hopelessness

 

Smell the canvas tent

Dappled light paints the sides

Shifting with the breeze

 

Twig snaps underfoot

Critters scamper in the brush

Earthy aroma

 

Decisions to make

Do we follow heart or head?

So many choices

 

So many colors

Beautiful in rainbows

And in people too

 

Rhythmic suck and gulp

Taking nourishment from mom

A sweet milky smile

 

All the same in ways

All different in others

One big family

 

and my "Norweigian" entry...

 

Ya shure, you betcha

Do ve really sound like dat?

Uff da! I tink so!

-Celeste Sutuer

 

Another Norwegian haiku:

Questions in my heart
Ole. Lena. Marriage...
Is our life just a joke?
       -Jeanie Hoidal

A Java haiku:

Friendly voices, smiles
Old friends, new friends come together—
Caffeine and contentment.
        -Jeanie Hoidal

Why act so surprised...
We go full circle and find that
Life is terminal.
        -Jeanie Hoidal

On the brighter side:

Wiggly toes, pink nails
No stockings to irritate...
Sandals set you free.
        -Jeanie Hoidal

 

Night time closes in

Familiar cricket noises

The full moon rises

-Michelle Thelen

 

Java River flows

creativity like joe ‹

Always brewing hot

 

Nosy reporters

nail their stories every time ‹

Any news that fits

-Karin Elton,

Marshall Independent reporter

 

Maligned golden carp

canadian thistles bloom

puddle's oiled rainbows

 

shady spot cool down

hot July, iced gin tonic

dragon flies mating

 

Howling wolf's crooned moans

dancing naked all sweaty

Moonstruck once again

 

hard hatted strong men

driving heavy equipment

Thirsty, hot, Friday

 

gone out on the limb

disturbing complacency

Sawing the last branch

 

He heard pure music

letting the passions sing free

Sam Phillips has died

 

come suck my big toe

mosquito with hairy nap

high on the food chain

 

Ole and Lena

tired hearing their story

go f _ _ _ in the grove

-Jay Fier

 

our new jail is full

village streets are no safer

time to go fishing

-Joe Moore

 

Imagine within

what you would like to become

and it shall be so

-Gary Kubly

 

Riots of color

from the flowers of summer

Bring joy to my soul

-Pat Kubly

 

Alarm rings,day starts

Coffee's hot,watch cream clouds swirl

Caffeine is lifeblood

-Richard Torgusen

 

coyote running sleek

yellow eyes intelligent watchful

in front and behind

 

lost lake

looking behind the mist

morning dream

 

morning light

snow fallen in the night

blanket white

 

moonlight refect

water sparkling in the night

sweetest dreams

            -Donna Becker

 

A dead butterfly   

    enough food for an army

        of approaching ants.

 

 Blinding white crystals

   driven by northern winds

      silently alight.

 

Pale moonlight shimmers

   across the wilderness pond

       liquid poetry.

-Paul Florell

 

The moon put her hand
over my mouth and told me
to shut up and watch.

-Author Unknown, submitted by Susan Moore

 

A nephew rubs the sore feet
of his aunt,
and the rope that lifts us all toward
grace
creaks on the pulley.

-Author Unknown, submitted by Susan Moore

 

Each time I go outside the world
is different. This has happened
all my life.

-Jim Harrison and Ted Kooser

 

ole sven and lars

brunt of jokes again again

lena hates it too

 

we all know that YA

maybe even a YOU BET

how you doin THEN

 

Friend Haiku

 

patrick jonnyo

friends pals souls apart distance

minds thoughts together

 

Java River Haiku

 

coffee coffee tea

a place  a haven  please me

unite good folk cheer

 

Watson Haiku

 

small town once big when?

a child, a family then

miss my home of-ten

-Jon Olson

 

Haiku is a lark

this could be addicting

don't get me started

 

A small friendly stage

a warm gathering of souls

sufficiently serves

            -Gette Jones

 

Java River Brew

Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter too

Always good to sip

 

Good conversation

Or quiet contemplation

Stress relief is found

-Nancy Jonsrud

 

I don't like Haiku

Because it is so defined

This is my first and last

-Al Jonsrud

 

 

Thank you for the food

And if there be a good dessert

Grace us to deserve it

            -Rita Jean

 

Mothers—cut the apron strings

If left on adult children, they'll choke

And die in due time

 

Rainbow – Rain do I love

While the one I'll go walk in

The other I will see

-Mary Schmidt

 

The Norwegian Love Haiku

 

When I go fishing

With every cast, I think

Of being home with you.

-Jonny O.

 




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