birds search the mowed lawn for insects to eat
it’s easier to search when
someone does half the work
So I was looking through Robert Brewer’s list of forms for poets since he is the prompter for Poem A Day at Writer’s Digest. I found a couple different types of haiku and tanka. They aren’t called that, but basically, people took out some of the rules, or added the acceptable amount of syllables and renamed it. I had thought about trying all of them, but after 5+ years of trying to write haiku correctly, I don’t know if I can do it.
Today’s prompt was to write a poem about insects. Instead of choosing one, I just wrote about them generally. I also wrote a kimo which is an Israeli haiku. The poem focuses on one moment and does not have any rhyming. Haiku need to have fewer than 17 syllables, with the lines being short/long/short. The kimo is a descending poem with 10 syllables in the first line, 7 in the next, and then 6 in the last line. It was awkward writing it and that is how I know I don’t want to try the other forms.
Okay guys, while I’m having a good week, it’s been a crazy start to the week. So I am going to put my first 3 posts up today and without a lot of fanfare. If you want to know what the PAD Challenge is, it is the contest put on by Robert Lee Brewer at Writer’s Digest, and where I am getting my prompts so that I can write a Poem A Day this month. April is National Poetry Month click that to see where I got my images. I am going to space out the posting of my poems/posts today because otherwise, people don’t read all of them. Stay tuned! I wrote the poem for April 1 on the First, it is a cinquain.
photo courtesy of Poets.org
I mutter to
the flowers that I tend,
they nod their heads as if they know
when you’re sick
homemade soup makes it better
Today’s prompt was “homemade soup” which was easy to write for. I have tried to not be so on the nose this year, but today I’m feeling pretty lousy so this was the best that I could do.
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winter is almost gone
yellow caution light
The prompt for day 15 was “daffodils in a breeze”.
I wrote about the color instead of naming the flower. Some people cannot seem to understand that the prompt issued by any account during most writing challenges is a jumping off place. It’s a thing to get your brain going, not the exact thing that you must write about. Let’s see some creativity people.
The prompt for February 5, 2018, was “listening to the radio”.
radio and road
only hearing what I want
eagle in jet stream
Remember that haiku are usually not written in three sentence fragments or one complete sentence. There is usually one fragment and a phrase in the other two lines. The fragment is separated by a kireji or a cutting word. The word should be so strong that the reader takes a mental pause as they are reading your haiku.
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fluffy flakes fall
the softness becoming ice
I keep my footing
I wrote this one for #Ravensveil and shared it on Twitter at the first of the year. The meaning behind it has grown. I try to put many layers into the three lines that make up my haiku, and sometimes I accomplish it.
I am going to share another haiku on the first day of Summer. Be sure to follow me so you get to read it.
Not All That Glitters
the ground sparkles
as if fairies visited
in the night
that glitter is not gold, but ice
you will take a fall
if you do not look closely
I wrote this on January 15, 2017, for prompt 169 from #poemtheme on Twitter. This will be my last post for National Poetry Month as I am not feeling well. It’s been a tough week but I have prevailed and life goes on.
people act like animals
but pretend they’re better
Yesterday’s prompt was “human nature.” How do you think I did?
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the tart taste of summer
tall girl child
Today’s prompt is “nature” but something unique to your region. I tried and tried to think of something but couldn’t think of anything that was worthy of a haiku. So I wrote about my family picking fresh produce in our own gardens and how many of us are redheads.
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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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Friday Fictioneers is a group of bloggers who write 100-word stories after being inspired by a photo prompt posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. It is not a closed group; you can join in! We are allowed to use the photo (taken by another writer) in our post and are encouraged to leave each other comments. I write my story before I read any of the other writers’ creations. This week’s story is 100-words long.
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PHOTO PROMPT © Al Forbes
Avoiding Intergalactic Incidences.
“What were you thinking? What were you doing?” asked the bewildered police officer.
Serge was unsure of how to answer. How do you tell a cop that you saw a flying saucer and not get arrested for drunkenness or sent off to the loony bin?
“I’m sorry, officer.”
“You’re sorry? You’d better be sorry! What if you’d hit another car?”
Serge rubbed his face with his hand. What if he had hit that flying thing? That might have caused an intergalactic incident.
“I’m sorry sir, I’ll try to pay more attention from now on.” Next time he’d get a picture.
Friday Fictioneers is a group of bloggers who write 100-word stories after being inspired by a photo posted by Rochelle Wisoff-Fields. It is not a closed group; you can join in! 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 116-words long. I tried to cut it down, but I was afraid it wouldn’t make sense, or pull you in, if I cut anymore.
PHOTO PROMPT © Roger Bultot
A Spy’s Lunch
Really? Thought Jay. Patriot’s Diner.
When the blonde waitress seated him, he asked for an Orange Crush and a plain hamburger.
The order was a signal to the manager that he was a spy and needed this month’s recording. The manager always put the USB in the bun.
Jay wondered if the waitress knew. He didn’t smile when accepted his food. He wanted to seem mysterious.
“Thanks hon’.” He said in a deep voice.
The waitress smiled and went on her way. Jay managed to eat the dry hamburger and get the USB in his pocket.
Later in the car, as he convulsed from the poison, he decided the waitress probably knew he was a spy.