FIRST PLACE
7
ashy sky
the bitter colour of
my thoughts
Mona Iordan, Romania
VOTES: *34***SCORE: 18
COMMENTS: Thought provoking. We have done wrong things in our lives. Sky has no colour, yet the poet sees the sky in an ashy colour ... his penitence maybe
SECOND PLACE
5
deserted hermitage -
only the wind still rings
the old bell
Dan C. Iulian, Bucharest-Romania
VOTES: 222***SCORE: 12
COMMENT 1: Sometimes it's a struggle to be a hermit amid the chaos of life. The repentance is prominently pronounced in a few syllables.
COMMENT 2:The haiku expresses a feeling of serene isolation and a link to a higher power beyond oneself.
THIRD PLACE
9
first crocus
changing the color
of my sins
Cristina Valeria Apetrei
VOTES: 131***SCORE: 10
COMMENTS: In one way, we are all in a penitentiary of our own. Here the poet is lamenting or changing himself into a better person ...who knows?
RESULTS CONTINUES
3
penitent -
bowing and so red
a tulip
Ana Drobot (Bucharest, Romania)
VOTES: ******SCORE: 00
COMMENTS:
8
fasting day...
the vending machine swallows
scent of hyacinth
Cezar Florescu
VOTES: 211***SCORE: 07
COMMENTS: the hunger of the fasting day is so palpable here
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