Feb 28, 2018 | Haiku, NaHaiWriMo
Today is the last day of NaHaiWriMo!
Thank you for your interest in my creative writing project. It has been a pleasure spending the month with you. Together we made it through the fourth (and last) month of winter, at least for those of us in the northeast and midwest. I appreciated your personal messages. It was so much fun to read your haiku as well as your impressions of mine.
I have some exciting news to share. A collection of my haiku is being published by Red Moon Press and will soon be available. The title is frozen earth. When it becomes available, I will send you the particulars.
Your support means a great deal to me. I feel fortunate to have a chance to share my writing with you each year. Writing for an audience of friends and family motivates me in a unique way. If you know of someone who would enjoy receiving my daily haiku next year, please let me know and I will add their name to the list.
Stay in touch!
With heartfelt appreciation,
day 28 – button jewelry (I chose “pussy willow.” This is for my student, Bennu.)
her soft, gray fur
Feb 27, 2018 | Haiku, NaHaiWriMo
Imagine, we’ve almost reached the end of February!
Today’s haiku is vaguely related to the prompt, “rainbow jello.”
to the rain
Tomorrow’s prompt is “button jewelry.”
Have a wonderful day.
Feb 26, 2018 | Haiku, NaHaiWriMo
The prompt for today’s haiku is “homemade soup.” This haiku is dedicated to my good friend, Christine, who invited me to try her egg-drop soup and thereby gave me an idea for this poem. To be fair, the pair of mallards I saw today should also be included in my dedication!
egg drop soup
a pair of mallards
Tomorrow’s prompt is “rainbow jello.”
The sun is shining today after days and days of rain. I hope you’re receiving some sun, too!
Feb 25, 2018 | Haiku, NaHaiWriMo
Today’s haiku is about dressing up.
Tomorrow’s prompt is “homemade soup.”
Have a lovely Sunday.
Feb 24, 2018 | Haiku, NaHaiWriMo
I hope you’re enjoying it so far. The prompt for today’s haiku is “hot water bottle.”
in hot water—
It’s not too common to use an idiom in a haiku, let alone two idioms. But somehow these two just seemed like a fitting beginning and ending to today’s haiku.
Tomorrow’s prompt is “dressing up.”
Take good care.
Feb 23, 2018 | Haiku, NaHaiWriMo
Today’s haiku is about various kinds of pie.
Tomorrow’s prompt is “hot-water bottle.”
Have a great day!
Feb 22, 2018 | Haiku, NaHaiWriMo
The prompt for today’s haiku is “the first frost.” I wrote a haiku on this topic a number of years ago and I’ll share that one after I share the one I wrote yesterday:
and only morning
Here’s the haiku I composed a while back:
I give everything
to the night sky
Sometimes I have restless nights during which I often compose haiku, I even revise! Last night I got thinking about alternate endings for this haiku:
I give everything
I give everything
to my next of kin
If you’d like to try your hand at your own alternate ending, send it my way. I’d love to read it.
Tomorrow’s prompt is “RASPBERRY, ORANGE, PUMPKIN, LIME, COFFEE, CHOCOLATE, OR CHERRY CHIFFON PIE.”
Enjoy the afternoon!
Feb 21, 2018 | Haiku, NaHaiWriMo
Today’s haiku prompt is “appetizer.” I wrote two haiku. The second one is a blended word haiku.
picturing the food
I hope to eat
Tomorrow’s prompt is “the first frost.”
Feb 20, 2018 | Haiku, NaHaiWriMo
Coming to you later in the day than normal, here is my haiku about a gentle rocking motion.
on a swaying limb
waiting out winter
Tomorrow’s prompt is “appetizers.”
Have a nice evening!
Feb 19, 2018 | Haiku, NaHaiWriMo
After 19 days of writing haiku daily, I am hitting my stride! I look forward to composing a haiku each day and sending it to you. I’m very grateful to my readership.
Today’s haiku is about the sounds made by a washboard and it is dedicated to all the winter lovers in my life, those of us who hate to see winter come to an end.
the gurgle, drip, trickle
these washboard blues
A good friend of mine sent me her obi sash haiku that I’d like to share with you. Barb spent a lot of her childhood in Japan. This haiku is about an experience she had as an 8-year old while she and her family lived in Sapporo. Through this haiku, I can picture Barb as a child dancing in her special clothing!
Cherry blossom sash
A festival dance of joy
Our homage to kin
Tomorrow’s prompt is “a gentle rocking motion.”