This is my son about 4 or so years ago. He is barely bigger than the stack of pumpkins!
dot dot dot
a labor of love
My friend was discussing tattoos with me I got to thinking about how tattoos are actually hundreds of little dots. She wanted dots in her tattoo for her daughter. I am sharing simple haiku this week. I think haiku can be fun and simple sometimes, it doesn’t always have to be super profound.
family snowed in
not opening the door
keeps the warmth in
January 13, 2018
I am proud to say that I have been able to post to my blog every week since my Blog Anniversary. It has not been easy. My husband became ill right after that. I have been sick with the common cold twice since then, and our son caught a cold in August as well. I think it was a welcome back to school gift, new germs from new friends. But my husband has been having pains in his abdomen that will not go away. He has been to 3 different doctors and will get scheduled today to see a specialist. All I want is 6 months of regular life. No big crazy events or illnesses, but maybe you don’t get 6 nice months of life after you turn 30. But, I will say that we have gotten a lot of time together, my husband and son and I. We have spent a lot of days home together reading out loud, watching new movies, and favorite old television shows. Our son is doing very well in his school classroom and in his Wednesday Night class at church. I have been able to read a lot of books, I am about to break my record of books read in one year so there’s that.
Today’s poem was inspired by a #microprompt from Twitter. I mostly retweet on Twitter these days but you should follow me anyway!
Surer in Their Step
a woman’s body is heavier than a girl’s
it is wider and takes up more space
so that it can protect better
a woman’s body becomes a castle wall
after a few months of motherhood
rib bones spread like iron bars
to keep in the precious and lock out
the marauding hordes
her feet may move slower
but they are surer in their step
I wrote this back in 2015 but I am still not sure I like it. What do you think? Did you connect to it, did it move you?
to be brave enough
to bite a crocodile
I hope you all have a great week with no biting needed, but if there is, be as brave as the crazy mommy baboon I saw on tv! A croc came for her baby and she fought back and saved her infant. Be strong mommas!
the first time he caught
a snowflake on his tongue
parenting through the seasons
This is the second haiku that I wrote for Day 22 of NaHaiWriMo you can find the prompt here. I tried to stick to the rules that the moderators of the Facebook page set, which is only share haiku to the Facebook page and only share 1 per day. I could have shared more here to my blog, but I figured it would give me something to post when the excitement of National Haiku Writing Month was over. Be on the lookout for the tanka that I wrote during NaHaiWriMo I will do a few Tanka Tuesdays soon.
the first time my son
didn’t want to go hiking
frost on new growth
Today’s prompt was “first frost” and I wanted to write about something getting nipped in the bud, as frost often kills things.
Posting every day is just not for me. So while I am able to write and post my haiku poems to the Facebook page, I will probably post every 2 days or so.
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a quilt from mom
mother rabbit pulls her fur
out to line the nest
Today’s prompt was “wrapped in a quilt, watching a meteor shower” which is a lot of concrete images. I tried to capture the warmth that comes from a moment like that. A haiku is supposed to reference nature; if there is no element of nature the poem is a senryu.
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If you like haiku and want to learn more, then go to my What is Haiku? page. Also, stop by the Facebook page where most of us poets meet to get a prompt and share our work.
send the kid to school
take mom to the doctor
…and we’re there. It’s time to learn how to be a caretaker to people of all ages.
Here is one of my longer poems. I will mostly share haiku this month.
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.
does he have mine
or is it his dad’s temper
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.
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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