Turtle Shell Haiku

vicious mockery

the blue jays caw loudly

growing a turtle’s shell


Being sensitive is a double-edged sword – you notice people’s emotions and reactions to things, which is beautiful and can make you feel very connected to humanity. You also feel it deeply when people don’t like you, or don’t like your friend, or don’t like your work. I have learned not to take any of it personally. I let myself feel the emotion of sadness, regret, or embarrassment or anger for a moment, then I move on. I am a creator and a giver. There are more words to write, more things to paint, and other people who will gladly accept what I have to offer, so I keep moving and I enjoy those moments when I get them.
medium sized box turtle,turtle in its shell,

PAD Challenge Day 13

grasshopper, metal bird, bird statue


birds search the mowed lawn for insects to eat
it’s easier to search when
someone does half the work

So I was looking through Robert Brewer’s list of forms for poets since he is the prompter for Poem A Day at Writer’s Digest. I found a couple different types of haiku and tanka. They aren’t called that, but basically, people took out some of the rules, or added the acceptable amount of syllables and renamed it. I had thought about trying all of them, but after 5+ years of trying to write haiku correctly, I don’t know if I can do it.

Today’s prompt was to write a poem about insects. Instead of choosing one, I just wrote about them generally. I also wrote a kimo which is an Israeli haiku. The poem focuses on one moment and does not have any rhyming. Haiku need to have fewer than 17 syllables, with the lines being short/long/short. The kimo is a descending poem with 10 syllables in the first line, 7 in the next, and then 6 in the last line. It was awkward writing it and that is how I know I don’t want to try the other forms.

Flock of Birds

despite the chaos
we still have fun together
a loud flock of birds

This poem was inspired by a #writtenriver prompt which you can find on Twitter. I keep waiting for life to calm down and get in a rhythm. I like rhythms, I like routine with short bouts of crazy. But the last two years have been crazy with bouts of routine. I don’t know if life will get calmer, but I am enjoying it. I am enjoying my son and my husband and doing life with people in my community. 

flock of birds,birds feeding,penguin,zoo,

Shrouded Spring

birds shrouded in mist
they chirp knowing spring is
but a cloud away


Spring looks like it has already arrived in much of the USA. How does your area look?

swarming birds,flock of black birds,migration,morning,

Day 16 NaHaiWriMo 2017

my path to joy

swallows dipping in the sky

never a straight line


Today’s prompt was to write about something in nature. I had the image of swallows in my head and wanted to write about that. What do you think?

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scribbles in a notebook,poetry notebook,writing,blogging,haiku,writer,poet,

Symanntha Renn

Chirping Haiku

bird in DC,washington dc, wash. d.c.,brown bird,

solid stone
birds chirping in the tree
whine of the metro





There was something about the juxtaposition of the sharp chirp of birdsong and the sharp whine of the metro in Washington D.C. The sounds of the metro have stayed with me. I have good hearing and there were times the sounds of the subway were almost deafening.

Blue Bird Haiku


two blue birds
sing from the green bushes
my hand empty


I like it when I can take a proverb or well-known story and write about it in a different way. I am doing better with staying positive, but it is still an attitude/mindset that is hard to master.

Planting Marigolds on Day 16 of #NaPoWriMo

marigold flower,yellow petals,yellow flower,summer flower


putting marigold

flowers next to tomatoes

to keep away bugs

a fake owl for the birds

but no decoy for squirrels

We were supposed to write about Science today, but I just wasn’t feeling it. This tanka is what I came up with. My post tomorrow will come late in the day. Be sure to follow me on Facebook and Twitter. You can also sign up to follow this blog with your email.

Hello? It’s haiku calling.

bird on tree, tree with bird

stepping outside

leaving the cellphone inside

so I can hear the birds call


Are you setting limits? When was the last time you unplugged?

Emily and Birds

Emily seemed to absolutely love birds. I think they are okay, but I think she must have loved them.



Most she touched me by her muteness –

Most she won me by the way

She presented her small figure –

Plea itself – for Charity –


Were a Crumb my whole possession –

Were there famine in the land –

Were it my resource from starving –

Could I such a plea withstand –


Not upon her knee to thank me

Sank this Beggar from the Sky –

But he Crumb partook – departed –

And returned On High –


I supposed – when sudden

Such a Praise began

‘Twas the Winged Beggar –

Afterward I learned

To her Benefactor

Making Gratitude

Last Light

sun setting, orange sky, cloudy sunset

Last Light

Do you ever notice

At the end of the day

As the sun sends out, its last ray

The world’s a little warmer

The colors so bright

At that last light

The greens greener, the reds so red

The birds begin to call

As the night does fall

It’s as if, as the sun dies

It sends out one last spark

So that we might make it through the dark
I hope you all have a good night!

A quote about sunlight.

Birds sing after a storm. Why shouldn’t people feel as free to delight in whatever sunlight remains to them?   -Rose Kennedy


Everybody’s got something to be thankful for. Name something that you are thankful for in the comments.