Selected Haiku

Melissa Hayes

Global Haiku Tradition
Millikin University, Spring 2000

The haiku on the following pages are three lined. Each was written during the Global Haiku Tradition class I was enrolled in during the spring of 2000 with Professor Randy Brooks at Millikin University Most of the haiku contain less than seventeen syllables. The majority of the haiku are memories that I enjoyed during my past and memories that I made during the haiku class. I played around with form in a few of the haiku, which you will see. The haiku create a sense of the here-and-now, which Garry Gay and other great haiku writers state.

My father's '64 Ford truck and '75 Buick Regal were two of my favorite vehicles while I was growing up. I felt comfortable writing about both of them. Although the memories in the haiku might not have been very positive when they occurred, they are special now when I think back on them.

Many of the other haiku that I chose create strong images for me. I tried to make the image a little more vivid by playing with the form. In the haiku about the nerd piece of candy I put the "up" above the second line to make the reader feel like the child with the nerd up his/her nose. In the barber haiku, I double-spaced the third line to give the reader a feeling of hair falling. In other haiku, second and third lines were indented.

I hope you enjoy reading the haiku.

—Melissa Hayes
   May 15, 2000

walking through
feminine hygiene aisle
her dad asks, "with wings?"

the dentist drill
my nails deeper
in the armrests

snow fort
     almost finished . . .
Dad's Ford backs up



rain puddles
the children
jump higher

snow ball dance . . .
   will he ask
      or will I stand



the barber says
"Last chance"

5 inches in my lap

sweat down my back
I rise from
the dental chair



red nails against pale skin
blue satin
lines the coffin

the moonbeams
spotlight the old Buick



milk carton mailboxes
full of valentines
"Is his in there?"

grandma speaks
of her modeling days
lipstick on front teeth



shielding his eyes
the saw deeper
in the grain

morning light
the tears on
my pillow fade


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