Perspective

people of ash

despair in the wind

rituals broken

    ```````

people of ash

dance with the wind

ritual opened

For PAD Day #24

Transforming Skies

   Wiki free images

Sun-shot, spun gold clouds

graze the morning sky above 

stratospheric flocks

                +++

Grey-stained spitting sky

crackles with power and life

sending out the winds

   Open source image

In the Imaginary Garden we have been asked to write haiku for Transforming Fridays with Nature's Wonders.  This is National Haiku Day, so go crazy in 5, 7 and 5 syllables!

April

Lightning breaks the night

I hear the pieces crumble,

the first storm of spring

    Image: en.wikipedia.org

Just a quickie today.  I was helping my daughter move today, all day, in the rain.  Then tonight after a bath a ibuprophen, while racking my brains for something to write about inspiration strikes, in the form of lightening.

A-muse-ing Assistant

When I write, Otis

is constant inspiration

and impediment 




Check out the Purple Treehouse for more humor.

Cold Shoulder Trio

1.     

          autumn mist softens

    the bleak forest cathedral:

    visual incense

2.        such beauty in death

    golden, crimson, and umber

    descend as fall leaves

3.      intricate, lacy

   artwork for my window pane

   thank you Mr. Frost

I'm not a haiku master, but I have girded my er..self, and these are my attempt for Grace at IGRT

Images by wallpaperswide.com, thelonggoodbye.wordpress.com, weathersavy.com

Away

Exile works both ways;

do you ever miss my touch,

soft along your skin?

Image by experienceproject.com

Brrrrds

Chillin’ with my peeps

January in Wisconsin

Cool man, really cool

*Photo by me

2012

This year I resolve
to write more, love more, give more
and sew seeds of peace

*image from google

Done

Give it up sweetie.

I know what you’re thinking

but, your goose is cooked.

This haiku was inspired by the writing prompt at Magpie Tales and is also linked to The Poetry Pantry at Poets United.  And yes, I know they're actually ducks, but I can't resist a good (or bad) pun.

Red Sky at Night...

Red reflection bleeds

across the water as Sun

surrenders the day

I too relinquish,

give this day up to the tomes

of time past – finished

though still incomplete.

Long wavelengths shimmer, quiver

flash upon the cones

The brightest beauty

revealed for just a moment

do not turn away.

Written for Thursday Think Tank at Poets United.  Click on the name to go to this wonderful site that encourages and assists poets in so many ways.

Meet Otis

Rummage sale find

one puppy - sixty dollars

How could she say no?

Well, she couldn't of course.  My daughter bought this little guy, but as she's a full time student living in an efficiency with a cat Otis, the new puppy lives at my house.  And I couldn't say no because she's wearing my genes; you might say we're cut from the same cloth.  

And yes, that's my camera strap in his mouth!

Just a Little Difference

Abandoned by my muse, I decided to start small: Haiku.
And as I was playing around with words, I noticed what a big difference just one small word can make. I'll show you what I mean:


Held together by
nothing but surface tension
I struggle forward


And now:

Held together by
nothing but surface tension
we struggle forward

This is up at the Poets United Poetry Pantry.  Click on th title to go there.  You should go there; it's an amazing place.

Quench

Softly raindrops fall
soaking me through to the skin,
each one a blessing.

This is my first time linking to d'verse Poets' Pub, Poetics by Sheila Moore for their prompt 'water.'  Click on the title to go to the Pub.

Haiku Blues

Blue and purple cliffs

reach out for heaven; instead

clouds slip through their grasp

New York’s central park:

oasis surrounded by

a concrete wasteland

Life in blues, shimmers

just under the surface of

a grey existance

'In Tandem' at Alias Jinksy has this writing prompt.  Click on the title to see it for your self!  This is my first visit time participating - thanks Jinksy!

Living Room Carnage

Living room carnage:

Rusty guts his weiner dog

one rainy morning

Strike

Erratic Lightening

a luminous omen of

primordial fear

This is my first submission 3 Word Wednesday whose words this week are Erratic, Lumionus and Omen.  Just for fun I tried to us as few other words as I could, thus the Haiku.  Click on the title to go there. 

Random Haikus

Ok, I have resolved to write more in 2011. I woke up early, unable to sleep and wrote a poem about progress and resolutions. At this point it's still crap though, so I won't put it on here yet, but I also have some Haikus of varying quality, with my favorite first. And without further ado I give you Haiku. Ok, that was lame, but anyway, here they are:

The Bowl of my life
Sits empty on the sideboard,
A decoration

Please won't you save me
From becoming one of those
Crazy cat ladies?


Counting syllables
Haiku is both easy math
And complex writing

Potluck Poetry #8 - Halloween

Here is a charming little Haiku for Potluck Poetry just past the nick of time! Darn. Oh well...here it is anyway:

Halloween

Zombies roam the night
I have my heart in my mouth-
Oh no, must be yours!

Autumn haiku

Here is a haiku. Pretty simple, but I like the play on words.


Oh the autumn leaves
Such extravagant beauty
As the autumn leaves

I'm Baaaaack!

Ack! What ever made me think I (or my life) was interesting enough to do a blog??? Big mistake! And, I've been away for so long I forgot my password, and how to get in here!

Haiku

Adventure over;
Prodigal child, head hung low,
I make my way back