Haiku Attempts 2 - health & love favorites

Global Haiku • Millikin University • Fall 2013

Saturday morning—
we skip the gym
and buy cake

running on the beach
nothing beats
dipping in the pool

fresh fall breeze
the soles of my feet
enjoy the challenge

yoga pants
the second best thing
about yoga

Mark Gahlback (2)

. . . exhale . . .
the room is filled
with silence

John Spaw (2)

with each breath
sliding an inch closer
to the floor

Morgan Oliver (4)

downward dog
transitions to cobra
I fall to the ground

Brock Hayden (6)

a stillness of my heart
a quietness of my mind
yoga is my peace

Caitlin Husted

I find this haiku intriguing because even though I don't usually do yoga, I do find stillness in my heart and quietness in my mind when I am participating in the activity that I love. This feeling is achieved at a certain moment that is indescribable but almost everyone I know craves this feeling all the time. When peace is achieved, these internal feelings are what occur and there is nothing better. Alex

mental workout
convincing myself
to go to the gym

Ramey Sola (2)

lying on the bench
burning burning arms
one . . . more . . . rep

one, two, three . . .
we all cry out
counting the sit-ups

cherry blossoms whirring by
pedal after pedal

Ryan Hickey (2)

the open road
before me
I start running

one more mile
another piece
of cake

Rachel Mudd (7)

This poem created by Rachael is a very funny haiku that can be read two different ways. I enjoy the versatility of this haiku because it allows all kinds of readers to take their own meaning from it, considering the usual amount of physical activity that the reader partakes in. The way that I read the poem was with the thought of a piece of cake as my reward to finishing the mile that was tiring my body. However, this poem can almost be read as only another mile and it is a piece of cake and very easy to accomplish. The reading of the haiku depends on the reader and I really like the haiku's ability to do this. I believe that a strenuous workout deserves a reward at the end for all of the hard work that was put forth. However, this reward of cake is very contradictory to the workout because the calories are being put back into the body faster than they were burned. Codi

leaves crunch
under my bike tires
I like it

not for clothes
but for show

Alex Koulos (3)

the jogger
he's pretty to look at
I should start jogging . . .

Brock Hayden (10)

sun out
guns out
lifting at the beach

Alex Koulos (5)




cherry blossoms
mother and daughter
departing geese

Mark Gahlback (3)

shattered on the floor
the ornament
you made for me

Mikayla Mendenhall (4)

I see this as the point after a relationship has ended that the “No! I don't need you!” element has finally kicked in. Any sort of memento or relic from that relationship is seen as a bit of a pox. Much like someone may shatter a vase that once contained Valentine’s Day flowers, this ornament has now been found and shattered, just as the recipient’s heart was completely shattered upon the ending of the relationship. Love is a tricky business, and the feelings behind it can be both creative and destructive. I can picture the fire upon throwing the ornament down and then the immense satisfaction of seeing it completely destroyed on the floor. It brings about an insane amount of emotional release. Brock

This haiku makes me think of the incredible sadness that I feel whenever something very precious to me has been damaged, especially something that was from another person. Just thinking of the effort that they put into making or buying it always fills me with a crippling guilt. It also feels like all of the memories associated with it will be lost forever. This haiku makes me picture a sad, young adult kneeling in front of the christmas tree, staring at the shattered pieces of a broken ornament. I imagine that it was made by his/her new husband/wife as a gift, and now it has been ruined. John

I really like this haiku mainly because of the message it delivers. I like how it talks about revisiting something that has recently ended and is now becoming a distant memory. I like how it could also mean a few different things. This could be a young man remembering a recent relationship with a girl. This could also be and old man remembering his wife who recently passed away. Rick

failed archery
explains everything

Morgan Oliver (7)

holding hands
a leap of faith
into the ball pit

Morgan Oliver (5)

holding hands to balance
we skate in circles
first date

hold me?
the warm sweet grass
crunches under the blanket

Keila Hamed Ramos (2)

grains of desert sand
from the letter—
his voice

Sarah Mann (3)

colors and promises fade
as I walk
our old path 

Ryan Hickey (4)

There are two aspects to this haiku that appeal to me. The first is the idea that everything is better, sweeter, and brighter when shared. On your own the colors dim down and there isn't the same atmosphere. The second part is that after two people separate, things lose meaning. That path we used to walk, our special place, is now meaningless. We may try to visit them to regain that same feeling we used to have, but only the memory of it exists. Mark

all along I dreamed
I'd find you in his face
daddy's gone

Ryan Hickey (9)

runny nose and puffy pink eyes
he left me
with all of our memories

your hand in mine
I am holding
my entire world

John Spaw (7)

This haiku makes me think of a parent holding the hand of their child. The parent child connection is very different; it is a tie that swivels and twists, stronger than any other and very difficult to sever. The child inherits traits and characteristics of their parents, as their mother and father teach them usually in hopes that they will fare better than they themselves. Through this passing of information along with the dreams and wishes that they wish to instill in their children, parents create a world; their own thread into the future to carry their thoughts and essences when all else has been forgotten. Keila

going on a boy fast
only works
if you mean it

the smell of summer lilac
dances through the window
do you remember?

Ryan Hickey (4)

I found it once
lying in his arms

Ryan Hickey (6)

she always clings
to his side
"that couple"

Mark Gahlback (5)

fifty years
they still kiss each other

Sarah Mann (5)

I absolutely love the imagery of this poem. I immediately picture the older couple from Titanic who decide to spend the final moment in each other’s arms. Sad, yes. Touching beyond belief, well heck yeah. I feel like everyone is looking for that love that will last until the day you die; the kind of love that doesn't fade over the years, but grows stronger. The sight of and elderly couple holding hands while walking into the grocery store is one of the cutest sights I have ever seen. My heart just melts that they still have to hold that person's hand. I just find it adorable and hope that someday I get to feel that same way. Caitlin

whiskey kiss
on my cheek
I feel drunk

Ramey Sola (6)

she's free
the ring sinks
to the very, very bottom

Sarah Mann (5)

first kiss
a couple waits
for their wedding day

Rachel Mudd

It's such a girl thing to say but what I love about this is the whole fate-y type-y thing. Any person that you start a relationship with or pass on the street or share a class with could end up being the person you fall in love with. It is such a crazy concept to think about but especially in this poem it gives a sense of hope—like they know that they are meant to be together. It seems ridiculous but it makes all the small things in life seem so important. Ramey

mom and dad
weird thinking they
once were lovers too

Ramey Sola (4)

as simple as
him touching my hand

Caitlin Husted (5)

your touch
down my back

Alex Koulos (3)


sunday mornings
we lay in bed—tangled
in each other's thoughts

Caitlin Husted

I personally like this one because it sounds like something I would write. There is such a strong connection because this perfectly describes this past Sunday morning for me. Laying there, not saying a word, looking in each other's eyes and knowing what the other is thinking. There is a beautiful simplicity to it. That is what makes it such a good haiku. It is a seemingly simple moment, put into a seemingly simple form of art; but the more you look at it, the more each subtlety stands out and takes on a stronger meaning. Mikayla

This was my favorite haiku from Kukai 2. Of course, the second line leads you to believe one thing, but I absolutely loved the twist it took in the third line. Instead of giving me the image of one type of intimacy, I felt the haiku gave an incredibly sense of mental intimacy. I picture a couple that has been married many, many years. They have come to the sort of intimacy that can only be acquired through years and years of marriage. They have reached a mental and emotional intimacy. I felt "tangled" in each other's thoughts really implied that along with the relaxation of a Sunday mornings. Rachel

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