Flock of Birds

despite the chaos
we still have fun together
a loud flock of birds
  1-7-17

 
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,

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,

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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FF | Traveling Home

Friday Fictioneers is a group of bloggers who write 100-word stories after being inspired by a photo posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. The photos are taken by other Friday Fictioneers. It is not a closed group, you can join in by adding your link to the blue frog linkup on Rochelle’s page. We are allowed to use the photo in our post and encouraged to leave each other comments. I write my story before I read any of the other writers’ creations, although I do often read Rochelle’s post before I write mine since it is right under the photo of the week. This week’s story is 100 words long. It is also a happy story. I decided to really push myself and write about something happy.

tucumcari trading post,gas station,road trip,travel,

PHOTO PROMPT © Jean L. Hays

Traveling Home

“We’re getting close, don’t fall asleep.”
“How close?” Jerri was anxious to see their new home.
“50 miles. This is the part of the country we’re going to live in.”
Officer Tony was excited. He had traveled out here by plane and bought a two-story home for his new bride.
“These little towns are so quaint. I really like the atmosphere though. Everyone is so nice.”
“I promise you’ll enjoy living here. My grandmother always wanted to return, she said it was like living in Mayberry.”
“As long as you don’t widow me like Aunt Bee, we’ll be just fine.”

9 Months through this year.

fog,early morning,trees,bushes,black and white photo,

In the 9th month of 2016, a childhood friend of mine died. She was the first of my Graduating Class to pass away. This is the year we are all turning 30. She was one of the people that went to school with me from kindergarten to 12th grade. I suppose I should be grateful it took this long for someone from our class to pass away, but it is still sad. It was very sudden and very sad. Life continues to knock me off of my feet in a new and horrible way every month.

My toe still really hurts but at least I can walk with regular shoes on now. I am still using the boot thing throughout the day at work. It protects me better. I am hoping that I will not have any pain by next week.

tall purple flame phlox

only flower seen at night

burn bright

  7-18-15

This year has been hard in every aspect. Physically, mentally, and emotionally. At work, at home, at church. I have had road blocks and obstacles on every path, every day. I understand why God gave me the verse “He will not fear bad news;” as the verse to lean on this year. I have had to pray over that verse and say it out loud almost every day this year.

But I am still here and I am bound and determined to work hard for my family and do a good job at work. I am bound and determined to do a good job at church. I am bound and determined to be a good wife and a good mom. My 7-year-old son still wants to hold my hand when we walk into school so I guess I am doing a few things right.

Day 27

crackers with soup
warmth on a cold winter’s night
family dinner

Be sure to stop by the Facebook page where most of us haiku poets meet to get a prompt and share our work. There are a lot of really good and unique poems on that page. Today’s prompt was “zwieback” which is a type of hard cracker or bread. I will eat soup year ’round but some people only like soup when it’s cold. How about you?

bouquet of carnations,carnation flower,pink and white carnation,still life,

Day 14 of NaHaiWriMo on Failing at Haiku

a wilting flower
still has colorful petals
sick together

 
We are halfway through National Haiku Writing Month! I hope you have been able to write some poems. Feel free to share your poetry in my comments section below!I hope you have a nice Valentine’s Day! I have been sick for the past week, but I am feeling much better today. My son is sick today, but we are together and enjoying Valentine’s Day. We (my husband, son, and I) got each other candy and chocolate and now we’re going to watch movies together, which is one of our favorite activities as a family. My husband took me to a play last night for my birthday. This morning, my actual birthday, he gave me a season of one of my favorite television shows that is no longer on t.v. In Plain Sight.
 
If you are unsure of the rules/definition/form of haiku then please go to my What is Haiku? page.
Don’t forget to check out the Facebook page where most of us haiku poets meet to get a prompt and share our work. Today’s prompt is “zinc”. Zinc is a metal, but it is a metal that we have to have in our bodies to be healthy. Our bodies are weird.
 
Even if you don’t write haiku, or even if it isn’t your favorite type of poetry, please consider sharing your friends’ and favorite bloggers’ work this month. Check out the hashtag #NaHaiWriMo on Twitter and Facebook.
 
photoshopped flower,white flower,white peoni,fully bloomed peoni,

FF Story | Chateau

Friday Fictioneers is a group of bloggers that write 100-word stories after being inspired by a photo posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. We are allowed to use the photo in our post and encouraged to leave each other comments. I always appreciate anyone who takes the time to leave a comment on any of my posts. I write my story before I read any of the other writers‘ creations. I wrote my story in 94 words this week. Do you feel it is a complete story? Leave me a comment!

If you are unsure of the rules/form of Friday Fictioneers then please go to Rochelle’s blog by clicking on her name above.

french house,chateau,old home,france castle,

PHOTO PROMPT © ceayr

  Chateau

Soon the sign would read Chateau de Phillips. They stood still for a moment, admiring their new home. They purchased the entire property online after looking at photos their friends sent them. As soon as their townhouse sold in New York, they were on the next flight. They had tried several different boroughs, but New York had never felt like home. The neighbors were incredibly charming here in France. This would be the perfect place to raise a family. They would later learn she had been with child as she walked through the gate.

A dusting of haiku.

christmas tree
light dusting of snow
family Christmas dinner
white in the uncles’ hair
 
 
I hope you get to enjoy the holidays, especially Christmas, with your family. I hope you seize the opportunity to go to as many dinners as you can, while the people you love are still here to celebrate with.

3 things that grow in the summer.

rays from summer sun
hollyhocks grow long and tall
so does my son

G jumping

 

Thanks to @baffled on Twitter for prompting me to write this. You can find their prompts under #HaikuChallenge.

The Sound I Want to Hear

my brother’s laugh
is the sound I want to hear
iced driveway
snow covered walkway, snow, winter, snowed in

 

Did winter weather interrupt your plans this winter?

Holding Love | A Poem

me holding G

 

  Holding Love

Hot tears roll down my face

As I realize

You can hold love

Grace can be felt and seen

In a smile in a hug

I can feel forgiveness

And trust

I can feel the weight of promise

As I carry him to bed

God loved me

And forgave me

He trusted me enough

To give me this child

A life to shape in His name

A legacy to grow

I never knew

You could hold love

Until my little boy

Fell asleep in my arms

 

 

When do you see love in a physical way?

Today’s prompt is Do you have a book in you? Fact or fiction? Related to your blog or totally different?

I do have a book in me, I have just decided it’s not ready to publish yet. I have some of my mommy poetry that I have been holding back so that my book will have new material in it. I have thought about releasing a book of only religious poetry, but I have a feeling it wouldn’t sell. I think selling a poetry book that is only about family will be a challenge, but I think it can be done. So my book would be mostly fact but there would be some fiction in it. Most of my poetry is based on things that I have personally experienced, but some of it is stuff I have never experienced and just wanted to see if I could write about it. If I feel like I did a good job and my close family and friends don’t hate it, I keep it. Since a book about family might do better if it encompasses all the stages of family I am going to wait a little bit longer to publish it.