we wish on dying stars
and tell the children they will bring us luck
the rabbit shakes his head
Today’s prompt was “falling.” I didn’t want to use the word in my poem, so I wrote this. It is too long to be a proper haiku, but do remember what the name of this blog is…
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how the lioness
holds her cub in her mouth
a mother’s embrace
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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the lesson of shoe strings
my kit growing up
This was written after I found Botaiku prompt 470 on Twitter.
I used to try to always post my haiku in the season that I wrote them, or in the season they were written. But now I am just sharing them as time allows. The picture is from August of 2016, when we went back to Sea*Life and G got to meet Captain Barnacles and he became an honary Octonaut.
leaves leave the flowerbed
noisily like running children
empty spring nursery
How is your spring going? Has the wind blown the old leaves away? Do you have any flowers coming up or will you have to go buy some for your yard? Yeah, I know spring happened a while back. It’s been a REALLY rough month. So I gave you two haiku today.
I did not know
the meaning of the word joy
until my sick son smiled
My husband, my son, and I have all had colds this fall. I am hoping we will be well throughout the winter. I hope your family is well!
when the stillness
I like senryu because I like to record moments that happen in my family. I often see these special moments through nature, but sometimes they come by themselves with nothing else attached.
sitting by the pond
on the off chance that
a fly would come by
I really like the children’s book A Fly Went By. I have read it to my son several times. This haiku is a nod to that book, and a way to capture those bedtime moments.
pink wedding favors
become baby shower favors
This was written for a prompt during February of this year.
An ounce of mother is worth a pound of clergy.
I just love this proverb. What is one of your favorites?
he swings the bat
like a southpaw from the pros
flowers in my pocket
Here is today’s poem. It is short because I am tired. We had to write about a swing. The flowers in my pocket are from T-ball practice. The kids always pick flowers and I have to put them in my pocket.
How Flowers Work
they sprout before you realize it’s time
for them to even be growing
their leaves multiply
and they change color
while you’re pulling weeds
away from them
they start growing in a weird direction
you have to use string, trellises,
and other tools to train them
to grow in a healthy direction
you want your yard to
look better than the neighbor’s
they are pretty when they bloom
except that they aren’t the color
they were supposed to be
and they are taller than you planned
but they are yours
and they are beautiful
I subconsciously seem to be combining the prompts of the April 2015 PAD challenge. Yesterday’s prompt was “work” and I added that to today’s prompt which is to write a “How” poem. I also seemed to add Day 7 to Day 8. What do you think of my poem today? Leave me a comment here on the blog, on Twitter, on Facebook, or G+ or wherever you find convenient.
Let the children come to me
That was the decree
The greatest in the Kingdom is these
They hold the keys
Give to them to drink and I will remember
Rewards to you I will render
If you hurt them, a stone it’s said
Is better tied around your head
Than to be caught teaching lies
He always hears their cries
I wrote this quite a while back, but have decided to share it today.