Hinder it a little.


I suppose the time will come

Aid it in the coming

When the Bird will crowd the Tree

And the Bee be booming


I suppose the time will come

Hinder it a little

When the Corn in Silk will dress

And in Chintz the Apple


I believe the Day will be

When the Jay will giggle

At his new white House the Earth

That, too, halt a little -

Yes, soon, it will be Fall. Even though we love summer we have to give in to the rotation of the planet and admit that the seasons are changing. How are you gearing up for Fall?

When the sun shouldn’t shine.

early morning sun, sun rise, driving to work


despite the fact
that people died today
the sun still shines


Is it just me, or on a day when someone you loved dies, isn’t it weird if the weather is nice? We don’t think that way if it is a celebrity, but if it is a loved one we kind of expect it to rain, or for the sky to grow dark early, or something.


Mommy and the Moon get emotional.

the moon is still up
he also wants to see
the boy go to school

waning moon, faint moon


So I totally messed up this poem; you aren’t supposed to personify things of nature in your haiku. But I was pretty emotional this morning when I walked out of my son’s school. This was his first day of school at a real school. He was excited. I got teared up because I know he is going to do great things with his life and this is just the beginning.

G 1st dayof School

There is no Frigate like a Book


There is no Frigate like a Book

To take us Lands away

Nor any Coursers like a Page

Of prancing Poetry -

This Traverse may the poorest take

Without oppress of Toll -

How frugal is the Chariot

That bears the Human soul.



Have you ever realized that a book is an inexpensive way to take a vacation?


I have been Failing at Haiku for 3 years.

Today marks the third year that I have been blogging! I know I should have written up some big post, but my son’s first open house is tonight and this week he starts PreK so I have been focused on that rather than my blog.


I will give you the links to my top five viewed poems. Comment on them, or back here, and tell me what your favorite poem is on this blog.

Acrostic Poem for Jesus

grasshopper haiku

A poem that doesn’t fit.

the sun dies slowly

Haiku don’t have titles.

Senryu on its knees.

lit candle, flame, light in the darkness

we pray on our knees
for ourselves but not the set
of knees beside us

How often do you pray for the person that sits beside you at work? How often do you pray for the people in your pew? How often do you stop to wonder if the person riding the bus with you is facing struggles like the ones that you are facing? I think that, while I pray for various people every day, I need to verbally ask people about how they are and let them know that I am praying for them more often.