dead blooms fall
fantasies for the future
shatter soft on stone
I wrote this last year for a #fieryverse prompt on Twitter. I would encourage you to get on Twitter today, as it is #NationalHaikuPoetryDay and #NationalPoetryMonth. There will be a lot of haiku to enjoy if you look at those hashtags. Please leave some love for poets by retweeting their work or at least giving them a like today.
Current status: Looking for my muse.
Hey Everyone! Sorry I have been absent this last week. Thank you to those of you who followed me in spite of my lack of posts last month. I am going to try to make up for it. I am going to try to post a poem every weekday this month. I will post haiku but I will also post longer forms of poetry. I am planning on posting some older poems. I may not always write a comment with the poem, I may just post the poem. I haven’t written much yet this year, which is concerning considering that we are four months through the year. But I think this summer is going to be great and I’ll find time for writing. My muse must be wearing camouflage and hiding amongst my budding flowers.
just blades of grass
daffodils with no blooms
my mouth no words
returning to joy
deadheading brings twice the blooms
guiding my flowers
Today’s prompt was “returning to”. I am consciously trying to be joyful and joy-filled this year. I also try to get two blooms out of my flowers when I can.
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opening the door
not ready to face the day
slow blooming flower
Today’s prompt is “opening.” My brain is trying to go in 3,000 different directions at once, so this is the haiku you get today.
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sunlight falls on
half of the flowers
the nominated grow taller
I wanted to share some extra haiku and get you guys excited for National Haiku Writing Month. Are you going to share what you write every day this year? Where will you share it?
in my flowerbed
I want some bleeding hearts
but no one listens to me
I could have sworn I already posted this haiku, but apparently not. I might start sharing Louis L’Amour’s poetry in March. He didn’t write a lot, but what he did write was great. Who wants to read some L’Amour? Leave me a comment below!
old hopes and dreams
erasing pins and deleting links
flowers that didn’t bloom
Some dreams just don’t work out. Some flowers just don’t come to fruition. So we erase and start over. I hope this next year is a good one for us all.
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
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.
hellfire red blooms
narrow leaves of Lucifer
Sunday in the garden
I love my lucifer flowers. My flowerbed/garden is too sunny for bleeding hearts, so this is as close as I can get. Do you have flowers in your garden that are a substitute for something else?
getting ready for school, butterflies frantically kiss little flowers
August 12th, 2015
Every now and then I write a haiku in a way that really pleases me.
not wanting to be
judged in the harsh light of day
closed moonflower bloom
Some days you just want to curl up into a ball and ignore the fact that it is day.