Haiku 5 — April 5, 2015

Sometimes on the weekends, I barely slide in under the wire to post my haiku.
Not because I don't have time to pause, notice or breathe but because I don't have time to spend at my computer.
Isn't that lovely?

I am a big fan of weekends….
Hope you all had a good one!

Haiku 5
April 5, 2015

Chicken? Egg? Jewel?
So many ways to see things,
to know which came first.

Haiku 4 — April 4, 2015

My best birthday present this year is how many of you are joining me in writing a haiku each day!
I've been doing this mostly on my own, every day in April, for seven years.
But it is such a fun and easy and accessible practice to share.

So if you're one of the folks who've been writing along with me — thanks!
And if it's not, feel free to join in starting today!
No better occasion than a birthday to remind ourselves that it's never too late to start anew….

Haiku 4
April 4, 2015

Everything is new —
rose bud, wind, spring rain.
But I'm forty eight?

Haiku 3 — April 3, 2015

Having already posted one poem today, I think I'll just post my flirty little haiku without comment or further ado.
Happy Friday, ya'll….

Haiku 3
April 3, 2015

Here's my love letter
dear Iris, for your wild ways
and making me blush

The Poetry Princess Project — April

Hello friends….

We briefly interrupt this month's haiku-a-thon to share my Raccontino, which is the form the Poetry Princesses decide to tackle this go-round.
I am starting to think the Poetry Princesses are more like Poetry Ninjas or something because these forms? Are fierce!

The Raccontino is a set of rhymed couplets where the second line of each couplet rhymes and the end of the first line of each couplet can be read vertically to make a statement or story! I know!! The guide I used also suggested using the same number of syllables in each line, so I did that although I don't think that's always part of the game.

Anyway, this process felt very chicken-and-egg to me. Do I make up the vertical story first? Or pick the rhyming words? Or just start writing and hope to high heaven? Who knows exactly how it all puzzled it out, but here's what I came up with. (The vertical poem is bolded):

I ask my skin and breath and heartbeat: How?
If even each spring blossom slips away

Then what to hold and trust, to know and do
that will not rot like wood, collapse, decay

Does the answer on the wind say you
or is that wild wishing, child’s play

I think of everything I’ve come to know
I gasp for breath, tip toes above the fray

The mourning dove and owl echo Who
I reach, I try to meet their songs halfway

And when I do, it’s you I’m singing to
Without answer, promise, sweet cliché

We use up minutes ‘til we both lose count
and look, it’s only time that we betray!

The things that last like birdsong, on and on?
Those things are us, at least another day.

I think you'll love some of Poetry Sisters' pieces:

Sara Lewis Holmes
Tricia Stohr-Hunt
Andi Sibley
Kelly Fineman
Tanita Davis
Laura Purdie Salas

More Poetry Friday poems are here!

And I'll be back later today with my daily haiku.

Haiku 2 — April 2, 2015

Happy April 2nd!
Day two, Haiku!

Here's one of the cool things that's happening: A bunch of folks who aren't me have also set out to write a haiku every day this month, and they're sharing them on my facebook. That's what you guys should do, too! I'd love the company.

OK, today, a few little things about haiku:

The 5-7-5 thing, that we learn in 3rd grade? That's an English/American construct. The poets writing in the original Japanese — Basho and company — wrote very spare poems in three phrases and sometimes counted on (which are sort of like syllables), but not always. Those poems closely resemble ours aesthetically, but I guess what I'm saying is: 5-7-5 is not a rule you have to follow.

That said, I am going to. I like having to work within that structure — it's a fun puzzle. You do with it what you may.

The cooles thing about haiku, though, isn't the syllabics — it's the kiru, or cutting, between one phrase and another. All this means is that in either the 2nd or 3rd line of the poem, there will be a surprise or juxtaposition. I love that even a tiny little wisp of a thing can do and say so much.

So, without further ado, today's poem….

Haiku 2
April 2, 2015

Look who's caught off guard —
dog in the disallowed chair.
Squirrels run unopposed.