Hold Dear

Haiku Tuesday.

I am very pleased to announce that we have a special "guest poet" for today's Haiku. My sister Simone has been penning some Haiku lately and this one brought me to tears. Yes, Haiku will do that to a person. She agreed to let me share this one with you. It's about our sweet sweet Daddy.

Big strong arms hold me.

A sweet kiss on my forehead.

Please, do not let go.

Our wonderful dear father. Gone ten years now. We were reminiscing about some of his idiosyncrasies like how he would always leave a paper towel on the counter for the next morning's breakfast preparation or how he always kept that big glass of water by his bedside. We agreed, though, that the one thing we miss the most is being in his strong arms. Safe from everything. Time stopped when you were in his arms.

Haiku Tuesday.

Remember the rule.

Five-seven-five syllables.

Haiku do-over?

Just in case you're wondering...this is my personal penitence. Last week's Haiku had a few too many syllables in the last line. Oh well, "gotta practice more." (That's five syllables in case you're counting.) :-)

Haiku Tuesday.

Inspired by this weekend's gardening activities...

Planted our garden.

Seven kinds of tomatoes.

Can you say "Mamma Mia?!"

Happy Tuesday.

I have been thinking a lot about the sky lately. I'm sure last week's Haiku had something to do with it. Another thought....

Imagine the sky.

Deeper than any ocean.

I have dipped my toes.

Haiku Up!

It's Tuesday so you know what that means. Yes, another haiku. The weather has been exciting these last few days. Sunshine, then rain, then more sunshine. I just love it. This type of weather brings with it some of the most beautiful skys we will see the entire year. In honor of the dynamic, spectacular beauty of the sky, a tribute, in Haiku.

The sky is gorgeous.

"Watch the road!" my husband says.

I missed our exit.

Don't forget to look up today.

Haiku You.

This week's Haiku offering....

Found a dime today.

A dog might have peed on it.

But a dime's a dime!

Haiku Tuesday.

I love Haiku. Love it's simplicity. Love that it can capture existentialism in it's purest and traditional form, invoking an aspect of nature or the seasons. And then on the other hand, it can lyrically capture the most obsurd, obscene, and hilarious thoughts in three unrhyming lines of five, seven, and five syllables. Aaaah.....art!

Here is my Haiku for today...

Precious sleep was lost

Awakened by a strange cough

Did I eat a bug?

Thank you. And yes, this is true. I write for you from real life experience. I'm feeling very vulnerable right now.