Slowly but surely everyone, slowly but surely. Day 110: Hamilton: welcometo our homes, our lives, our hearts.Sing out loud and proud. Day 111: Mimosa morningWill and Jeff blow up spaceshipsI'm home before dark. Day 112: Simon is sheddingwhite and grey fur is strewn hereand there without care. Day 113: I procrastinate--not from laziness but from... Continue Reading →
Day 104: Has the Haiku Musediscarded and left me fora stronger poet? Day 105: Hard-backs, paper-backs,e-books, audiobooks, somany books on shelves. Day 106: I stare at emptypages and blank screens waitingfor creative prose. Day 107: I arrange itemson my desk and rearrange them, waiting for words. Day 108: Simon disrupts thetrashcan and my peace--now helooks... Continue Reading →
I hit 100 DAYS of haiku writing in this section! Ah! The thing is, that also means 100 days of this weird existence. Day 96: Summer stretches outI want to do so much thatits overwhelming. Day 97: My tomato plantthrives, grows taller, flowers. Greentomatoes appear. Day 98: Upon my suddenrediscovery of Simstime swiftly passes. Day... Continue Reading →
While I have not forgotten to write haikus, I have absolutely become lazy about posting haikus...but that's okay, because ultimately, they are for me, right? (Wow, commas GALORE.) Here is the first section of catch-up! Day 84: Simon glares at meduring attempts to move himout of my sleep spot. Day 85: Rejection is toughbut I... Continue Reading →
Day 78: Fact: Black lives matter. Speak up loud; know your privilege.Enough is enough. Day 79: Sword ferns branching outin groups, like an audiencefor the waterfall. Day 80: So what if all dayI watch Property Brotherson HGTV? Day 81: Overwhelming times.How does one slow down and breathe? Perhaps more reading. Day 82: Vanilla lattes:you are... Continue Reading →
Day 70: Sit with dignityWatch thoughts come and go like cloudsdrifting through blue sky. Day 71: Pride and Prejudicetells me something new each timeI escape within. Day 72: The sun's heat beats downenveloping all in itswarm, sleepy, embrace. Day 73: Mindfulness brings moreintention to small moments. Connection to all. Day 74: Elizabeth youtorture poor Darcy... Continue Reading →
Day 57: I photograph books. If I make them appealing, maybe more will read. Day 58: Wake up. Breathe. Feel myyoga mat beneath my feet.Palms together. Peace. Day 59: Grief comes suddenlya wave crashing on me thenebbing carelessly.
Here you go, the second installment of haikus. After this, I will be caught up, and what a feeling that will be! Day 50: Fifty days of this. I'm like a bird in cage.Sunshine helps me through. Day 51: Cinco de mayoTime spent with friends over ZoomGrateful for laughter Day 52: Latin and Greek rootsfill... Continue Reading →