Between July 7 and September 7, 1995 the Shiki Internet Haiku Salon held a haiku contest via email. Contestants could submit up to three of their own unpublished haiku poems. Over 100 people from around the world entered the contest, and a total of 250 haiku were received. These were sent out to all the people who entered, and each person voted for the one haiku they thought was best.
The winner is AC Missias. You can follow these links to her home page. She will receive a free trip to Matsuyama, Japan, hosted by the Shiki Team. We are looking forward to meeting her and showing her the sites of Matsuyama.
surprising cool breeze
disturbs the grass shadows
on an open book
-by AC Missias
Back from the airport,
I find your footprints, still wet:
The room sweats silence
-by Alan Maley
hot summer night
a phone is ringing so long
in neighbor's house
-by Alexey V. Andreyev
a sudden gust -
yesterday's headline
crosses the street
-by Paul David Mena
trembling
as the grape next to it
is plucked
-by Dhugal Lindsay
Underneath my pillow
a cricket sings:
"I Alone Am, I Alone Am."
-by Christopher McLean
no one home --
in the closet
a coathanger swings
-by Jim Pekar
Dreaming of mosquitoes,
I slap my face.
-by Andrew Lesnik
toward the window
you turning over in sleep
crescent moon
-by Nanae Tamura
a clap of his hands
and the winter sun bursts through
a hundred wings
-by Peter McGregor
Wedding ceremony
holding down blew up skirt
smiling to my son.
-by Mr.Yasuomi Koganei
summer afternoon--
the worm in the robin's beak
still twisting
-by Michael Dylan Welch
Winter solstice
A dog near death
I remove his collar
-by Yaeko Wakabayashi
family picnic
sister in sun hat
dead fish on white sand
-by Sean McMurray
Moonless summer night
Memories awakened rise
Shadows dark familiar
-by Lawrence Fowler
Late summer's deities
silenced cicadas' complaints
by an August roar.
-by Ms.Au Tung Lin
Uneven as a
summer rain, the movies of
Robert DeNiro
-by David M. Bader
night wind, warm and strong
rain's aftermath and rain's recall
in between, these few stars...
-by N.S. Khalsa
An alarm clock
that I can't turn off,
Cicada's shrill
-by Mr.Bill Madden
branches once aflutter
unmoved midst the gale,
deciduously bereft
-by Lee Jefferis
Hiding your name
under my coat-
I cross this abyss
-by Andrew Lesnik
in my grandmother's garden
the evening star
and a pumpkin lantern
-by Cristina Baboescu
a perfect moon
casting the shadow of a man
and his bed
-by David McMurray
flashes of distant lightnings
beyond rusting leaves of the trees-
end of a holiday
-by kuni iwasa
first spring rain--
the stray puppy
under the awning
-by Michael Dylan Welch
crow and airplane
cross paths
under the moon
-by Jim Pekar
yellow kite dancing
blue sky -tryst
Indian Summer
-by Juanito Escareal
picking cauliflower
half-sorry I can't
see it bloom
-by Keiko Imaoka
the loon
disappeared
the loon's call
-by David McMurray
ancient forest
a songbird passes by
the sound of wings
-by Richard MacDonald
the moon almost full -
across frosted fields the
snick of a gate latch
-by Peter McGregor
The red dawn is torn
like the lining of a coat,
spilling out blue light.
-by John Leone
MIST OF MORNING DEW
IN MY FLOWERING GARDEN
BRINGS JOY TO MY EYES.
-by Gisela Beker
Cotton clouds blow by
crickets singing in the grass
drink sweet morning dew
-by Deborah Walker
The ancient apple tree
fell by the weight
of its fruit, sainted
-by Eric Solibakke
her currant berries,
glowing in the dark garden
like a fire lost
-by Magnus Westerberg
Trees heavy with fruit
Streams flowing under bridges
Half-light evenings.
-by Robert Scott
roughly measuring
where to cut the sellotape
summer at its end
-by Dhugal Lindsay
moonlight in your eyes...
together under the bright
Tanabata sky
-by Bart Emanuel
Dripping peaches
Breezes at the waters edge
Lunch box packing
-by Lynn Graham
A dream
I remember, then forget.
Frogs silent after croaking.
-by Janan Platt
harvest moon
I pull a splinter
from his palm
-by Keiko Imaoka
solemn cedar trees
rising from the forest floor
to pierce the blue sky
-by Robert Fisher
As I lie awake,
The old fridge coughs in its sleep ~
So reassuring.
-by Alan Maley
My baby's eyes
catches the light
a shooting star
-by Nanae Tamura
August fifteenth-
the cry of cicadas in chorus
lasting all day long.
-by Mrs.Seiho Suzuki
A tabby house cat
sheltering from autumn rain
totally relaxed.
-by Ryokufu Ishizaki
The storm's passion spent
The valley's loins lie wetly
In the summer grass
-by Roger Gould-King
a pink sunset
makes the skyline glow
on the water down below
-by Eunice Lafete
Piano-playing rain
On mushrooming umbrellas
Saturated shoes.
-by Mrs.Emy B.Anderson
teal coffee napkins
left on tables --
crumpled butterflies.
-by Kim Hodges
Chirp bravely cricket,
lost behind my desk for days.
Trust me. I'll save you.
-by Larry Pelavin
The sea lifts me high,
pulled within the pulsing waves:
a white shawl of foam!
-by John Leone