Mud Season Haiku Winners Announced!
Mud season angst inspires poets
General Contact: Jennifer L. Karson
Media Contact:
Phone: 802-244-7037 x13
Posted: 05/02/2006
At last, mud season is over and at last we announce the winners of our first Mud Season Haiku Contest! (Not to mention, at last we can hike the Long Trail in warm weather!)
Judging any kind of art is highly subjective – here we award the three poems that we thought best captured the spirit of mud season. Still, don’t miss the opportunity to read all the poems Long Trail hikers sent in! Click here for a complete listing of the spring and mud inspired poetry we received.
Thank you to all who participated in our contest!
1st Place
Digging in garden
Looking towards snow-capped peaks
Patience - I must wait
Barrett Grimm
Huntington, VT
2nd Place
crocus tulip mud
boots sit ready car sits stuck
a mere blip in spring
Keri Foster
Wyoming
3rd Place
Restraint
What is the reason
We keep off the Green Mountains?
Dratted mud season!
Neal Zierler
South Burlington
1st, 2nd, and 3rd place winners receive Green Mountain Club guide books.
Here are some of our other favorites in no particular order:
Too early for shorts,
Should be wearing hi-top boots,
mud season prevails.
Don Hill, St. Albans
Mud Season Alternative
Mud baths and hot stones,
Massage that lasts forever -
Take me to the spa.
Peter Briggs, Burlington
A Green Mountain State
Robust with trails to hike
Time to air the tent
John Zaber, Craftsbury Common
new spring. new boots found
showroom shine not meant to last
maybe just stay home
Becky Fullerton, Roslindale, MA
Car stuck in the mud
It got my rubber boots too Slimy,
dark quicksand.
Meagan Swahn, Tunbridge, VT
rutted roads catch
unsuspecting weave to and fro
try to escape
Michelle Kennedy, Jericho, VT
Time for spring walk-through
Volunteers with chainsaw gear
Mud up to our knees
Cat Eich, Waterbury Center
The phone rings and rings
When does the Long Trail open?
May twenty-seven.
Matt Larson, Waterbury
If not for the mud
And the scarcity of baths
I would be cleaner.
Ray Parker, Waitsfied
Mud is like choc’late
Waiting to be eaten.
Pudding in the sun.
Lexi Graham, Waitsfied
For information about the contest and writing haiku, click here.
To see all submissions, click here.
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