Day 24 NaHaiWriMo 2018

aches and pains
asking about grandma’s remedy
herb garden


Today’s prompt was “hot-water bottle” and I didn’t know how many people would know that Tylenol comes from Willow bark so I wrote about herbs instead. I do not try to write in 5/7/5 some of my poems just come out at that number. I do try to always write short, long, short but the words come the way they come.

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International Blog Delurking Week 2018

The first full week of January, every year, is International Blog Delurking Week. I would love to see people participate!

the finch ventures out
into a hard cold world
my own resilience

It is fairly easy. Leave a comment in the comment section letting the blog’s owner know that you were here. You can show that you’re here with a one-word “here” comment or you can tell me a bit about yourself. There are so many people that lurk, which means you read and don’t interact with the site. All writers want interaction with their readers, especially bloggers. So this week as you’re reading blogs please leave a Like or a short comment.

I would also encourage you to do this in your groups on Facebook. The moderators and administrators of Facebook groups put a lot of work into making a group fun and special. Please Like at least one post this week, and maybe leave an encouraging comment. There is a lot going on in life, and online. People like knowing that they are heard, and admins like knowing that all of the time they spend volunteering is worth it.

my plants and I
drink from the same cup
inside symbiosis

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International Blog Delurking Week 2018

Sudden Haiku

fall in the country,autumn in america,autumn in missouri,leaf fall,fall in the country,orange leaves,red leaves,the start of fall,

first leaf fall
over a construction site
change is sudden


Change is sudden, and it has to be, or else men would never let it happen. Women would fight it too. The suddenness scares us and we start to fight it. The sages among us realize you can’t fight change, you must endure it. The battle-worn realize that change can happen at any moment and we must be ready to roll with the punches.

Black Moon Haiku

missouri sunrise,early morning,

red sun, black moon
sun gazing for the first time
total eclipse
  8- 21- 2017


I started writing again the day of the Full Solar Eclipse. I started writing poetry, but I have had trouble typing up blog posts. Side note, there are people out there who are “sun gazers” who stare at the sun. Don’t do that. But do leave me a like and a comment!

White Out Haiku


white horse on white snow
hard to tell the two apart
mixture of feelings



Still in limbo. I’m trying to get to where I need to be, but it isn’t easy. I am really wanting to post more, but life happened. Please stick with me as I am still writing and will be posting poetry for years to come.

Pickup Line Haiku

line of storm clouds
line for parent pickup
line of red cannas


Today was the last day of summer school. Yay! So no more parent pickup for a while. It’s funny that I wrote this last year because it stormed today and my cannas are blooming. My cannas flowers are just now budding out. I have to sprinkle them with Sevin Dust before the Japanese beetles eat them and ruin their beauty. Follow me on Instagram to see what my son said about the last day of summer school.

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Green Smeared Haiku

boy holding mulch

earth-stained hands
green smeared into swirls
does this make me one with the earth




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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Symanntha Renn


the good news
told in the dogwood’s petals
Jesus’ story
about how he bled for us
told over and over each spring


I first shared this tanka on Twitter as I was inspired to write it by #WrittenRiver prompt 917 “for all eternity.”

thorny crown on a dogwood blossom,rust marks on petals,nail prints on petals,

The legend of the dogwood tree comes from a poem, author unknown, about the relationship between the tree and the cross on which Jesus was crucified:

In Jesus’ time, the dogwood grew
To a stately size and a lovely hue.
‘Twas strong and firm, its branches interwoven.
For the cross of Christ its timbers were chosen.
Seeing the distress at this use of their wood
Christ made a promise which still holds good:
“Never again shall the dogwood grow
Large enough to be used so.
Slender and twisted, it shall be
With blossoms like the cross for all to see.
As blood stains the petals marked in brown,
The blossom’s center wears a thorny crown.
All who see it will remember Me
Crucified on a cross from the dogwood tree.
Cherished and protected, this tree shall be
A reminder to all of My agony.”

The dogwood is a genus of between thirty and sixty plants including shrubs, evergreens, and flowering trees. Dogwoods are most common in China, Japan, and the US, but can also be found in Eurasia, although not naturally. The wood is very hard, but, as the poem suggests, trees large enough to provide lumber for a cross are rare.

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Haiku in Fives

johnny jump up flowers

five purple petals
on every little flower
OCD in nature

People often think of nature as this wild thing that just sprawls with no direction or planning. I disagree.

Grass Haiku

american welcome,new grass,daffodils,front yard,

mist softens the earth
the earth lets grass spring up
recognizing the season



Recognize the season that you’re in, then embrace it.