Senryu with Icing on Top

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buttercream icing
my childhood birthday parties
homemade cake by aunt Beck
4-9-2015

 

I can’t taste homemade icing without thinking of my Aunt Beckie.

Love Exemplified

the dog nurses
a pup that is not hers
love exemplified

February 14, 2017

I wrote this during National Haiku Writing Month, but didn’t feel like sharing it on Valentine’s Day. There are many different kinds of love.

rose blooming,rose bud unfolding,red rose bloom,

Summer Sunshine

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his face when
we give him a new toy
summer sunshine

  7-1-2015

 

Watching the Clock

Here is one of my longer poems. I will mostly share haiku this month.

over sized clock,clock made of flowers,big clock,

  Watching the Clock

How many hours do we spend watching
the steel hands sweep the face of time?
Praying for them to speed up
then days later wishing they’d slow down.
At some point in time you realize:
Watching the clock makes time go slower.
So you try to stop counting the minutes.
Then you wonder, When did I get crows feet?
When did I start calling the kids
begging them to come over?
Wasn’t it just yesterday
that I was pushing them out the door to play?
When laying in a hospital bed
you would almost swear that the nurses
turn back the clock when you’re not looking.
And the sluggish pace of the hands
are more painful than the IV in your arm.
But if you’re enjoying an Italian dinner
the minutes fly by like wine from a tipped glass.
Sitting in a rocking chair with a baby,
who has been crying for hours,
makes the minutes creep.
You encourage the big hand to touch the 6
so that your husband will be home to help.
When friends are over for a bar-b-que
the hands laugh their way past time to go.
The clock is a bi-polar warden,
and we are at his mercy.

Hot Haiku

does he have mine
or is it his dad’s temper
nuclear family

February 2015

 

This picture is proof that I can do Pinterest projects and that Facebook is not a total waste of time. Do you ever argue with your spouse about where your child gets certain traits? Sometimes my husband and I can’t decide who he gets his characteristics from because my husband and I have similar temperaments. 

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Day 25 NaHaiWriMO 2017

bird flies to and fro

taking care of her nest

I walk in circles

 

Today’s prompt was to use the word “to” in our poem. What do you think about my haiku? Don’t forget to go check out others by following the nahaiwrimo hashtag.

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Symanntha Renn

Day 20 NaHaiWriMo 2017

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ripe strawberries
the tart taste of summer
tall girl child

 

Today’s prompt is “nature” but something unique to your region. I tried and tried to think of something but couldn’t think of anything that was worthy of a haiku. So I wrote about my family picking fresh produce in our own gardens and how many of us are redheads.

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Nest Haiku

nests in the fall,squirrel's nest,

squirrel’s nest
the only leaves in the tree
holding the baby

 

Just in case I get too busy today to post a haiku, I will post a haiku that I wrote in February 2015. But do check back for new haiku poem tonight. I wrote this while going to see my best friend’s baby.

Day 4 NaHaiWriMo 2017

how the lioness

holds her cub in her mouth

a mother’s embrace

 

flowers open

for the butterfly and moth

holding son’s candy

 
 

Today’s prompt was “hand” and I wasn’t happy with my first poem which is the one about holding my son’s candy. So I tried to think about how you use your hands in different ways. I somehow got to thinking about how moms judge each other and they forget that each kid is different and what would be terrible for your kid, my kid might actually enjoy. Did that come through at all? How am I doing so far this year?

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Incompetent Haiku

call him early
or call me incompetent
we were in God’s hands

 

I have been reluctant to share this one because I am not sure what to write with it. I guess since I believe 3 line poems are powerful enough to stand on their own, you don’t need an explanation. I will say that my baby boy was born at 37 weeks, and was just days past being “premature.” Statistics say this is why he is slightly asthmatic.

baby holding his feet

Full Haiku

ears full of laughter
faces full of smiles
night of full cold moon

12-24-2015

This year and has been long and hard, but I have enjoyed it pieces of it. I have had my husband and son beside me the whole time and we enjoy each other every day. That is why I have made it through; because I have their love. These pictures are of the blood moon eclipse that happened in September 2016.

Hug Them Tight

christmas-memories

fractured candy cane
hearing of broken families
tight Christmas hug

12-24-2015

I wrote this for a #MSpoetry prompt on Twitter last year. I knew of families who had lost children, and families going through divorces last winter. I made Christmas and traditions a priority last year, and I will this year as well. They are only little for so long.