Haiku Kazu: Kazoo School's community art and poetry project

Haiku Kazu: Kazoo School’s community art and poetry project

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This haiku project sprung from the desire to bring the Kazoo School community together to create and share creative writing, art, and our experiences of nature and our surroundings. Kim Shaw, Kazoo School’s art teacher and Dr. Melanie Crow, Kazoo’s middle school Humanities teacher, began this project fairly soon after schools closed in anticipation of the spread of COVID-19 , and it became a special way to connect at a strange time. During the month of April, National Poetry Month, we (gratefully) received submissions from students and from the Kazoo community. We appreciate all the wonderful work submitted and posted here and hope you enjoy it and are able to see the living, vibrant worlds of our wonderful community. 

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Alyson Cameron

Haiku by Amanda, middle school

Breeze comes through
Smell of salt comes through the air 
Its waves crash through me


Trees sway in the wind
Rain pattering on the roof
Cold air coming through

Alyson Cameron

Haiku and art by Odessa, middle school

Waves of rich red clouds Surging over inky mountains. Break. The blue sky again.

Waves of rich red clouds
Surging over inky mountains.
Break. The blue sky again.


Gray woods lit by nothing. Colorless sky accompanied by nothing. Woosh! The vivid red of a cardinal.

Gray woods lit by nothing.
Colorless sky accompanied by nothing.
Woosh! The vivid red of a cardinal.

Alyson Cameron

Haiku and art by Griffin, primary

Nothing eats nothing Nothing doesn’t eat nothing Nothing is nothing

Nothing eats nothing
Nothing doesn’t eat nothing
Nothing is nothing


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Alyson Cameron

Haiku and art by Elizabeth, community member

Repurposed stripes and polka dots, fragile, whisper- thin integument.

Repurposed stripes and
polka dots, fragile, whisper-
thin integument.


Day dawns grey, clouds loom, as we, encased in blankets, read of far-flung lands.

Day dawns grey, clouds loom,
as we, encased in blankets,
read of far-flung lands.

Alyson Cameron

Haiku and art by Henry, elementary

Snowfall in April Makes me so mad I want to Scream, yell, and throw things

Snowfall in April
Makes me so mad I want to
Scream, yell, and throw things


My neighbor’s garage Is tilting over a lot It makes me so mad.

My neighbor’s garage
Is tilting over a lot
It makes me so mad.

Alyson Cameron

Haiku and art by Milo Kreider, primary

I saw a raccoon. It was climbing all alone. It went into the woods.

I saw a raccoon.
It was climbing all alone.
It went into the woods.

Alyson Cameron

Haiku and art by Nadia, primary

I see a jaguar. It’s pouncing out of a bush. Pouncing on its mom.

I see a jaguar.
It’s pouncing out of a bush.
Pouncing on its mom.

Alyson Cameron

Haiku and art by Aidan, middle school

Warm and rainy day Woods give way to modern world Lost between the two

Warm and rainy day
Woods give way to modern world
Lost between the two


What happened to her Holly’s in the shadow realm More candy for me

What happened to her
Holly’s in the shadow realm
More candy for me

Alyson Cameron

Haiku by Lora, primary

I see blue flowers. Blue flowers are in the grass. I gave them to mom.

I see blue flowers.
Blue flowers are in the grass.
I gave them to mom.

Alyson Cameron

Haiku and art by Brynn, community member and board member

In this pandemic We search the woods for beavers Only to find skulls

In this pandemic
We search the woods for beavers
Only to find skulls

Alyson Cameron

Haiku and art by Gabriel, middle school

While holding my breath iridescent schools charge by Gasping, not for breath

While holding my breath
iridescent schools charge by
Gasping, not for breath


Twisty and curvy Endlessly freefalling down Craving more horror

Twisty and curvy
Endlessly freefalling down
Craving more horror

Alyson Cameron

Haiku and art by Hjordis, faculty member

A secluded walk beneath magnificent pines spring in the forest.

A secluded walk
beneath magnificent pines
spring in the forest.

Alyson Cameron

Haiku and art by Magnus, primary

I saw a robin. It was by my bird feeder. It looked for worms too.

I saw a robin.
It was by my bird feeder.
It looked for worms too.

Alyson Cameron

Haiku and art by Kalan Ashby-Wade, middle school

The air is warm out It is amazing to bike This haiku is done

The air is warm out
It is amazing to bike
This haiku is done

Alyson Cameron

Haiku by Gina, art by Raidan; community members

last years fallen oak we parade along its length boy, dog, mother, joy

last years fallen oak
we parade along its length
boy, dog, mother, joy

Alyson Cameron

Haiku and art by Hailey, middle school

Shining light outside, Birds chirp in peaceful silence Spring comes fast this year.

Shining light outside,
Birds chirp in peaceful silence
Spring comes fast this year.


Walking on the street,
Dirt on my shoes; beautiful trees
A car zooms passed, flying.

Alyson Cameron

Haiku and art by Matilda, primary

Cardinals in the woods. The cardinals chase each other. I hear their sweet calls.

Cardinals in the woods.
The cardinals chase each other.
I hear their sweet calls.

Alyson Cameron

Haiku by Melanie, art by Kim; faculty members

Feel that? It is us Seeing us seeing us bloom Into sky, branch, us. 

Feel that? It is us
Seeing us seeing us bloom
Into sky, branch, us.

Alyson Cameron

Haiku and art by Zion, middle school

You expect so much But then you find out … nothing A disappointment

You expect so much
But then you find out … nothing
A disappointment


When I first thought about this I sat there like what is this Thought it was a breeze

When I first thought about this
I sat there like what is this
Thought it was a breeze

Alyson Cameron