Category: Haiku

A Gentle Coming Out Party, and the End of Spring

A Gentle Coming Out Party, and the End of Spring

A quiet story about coming out of a long, silent austerity into the startlingly lush experience of in-person conversation and a meal with another couple outside of our bubble.

What the Car Saw: Winter’s Bleak Tableau (plus haiku)

What the Car Saw: Winter’s Bleak Tableau (plus haiku)

It was cold, damp, bleak and dreary. Dickens would have felt right at home.

Hurry Up and Wait

Hurry Up and Wait

We’re all waiting for the day when friends can once again be greeted with a bear hug.

Martin Luther King Day Haiku: Not Just a Dream

Martin Luther King Day Haiku: Not Just a Dream

it’s not enough to “not be racist,” I must be anti-racist and actively involved in highlighting injustice and creating a better world, along the lines of “If you’re not part of the solution, you’re part of the problem”.

100 Years, 1 Month and 1 Day in this World, and Now Dancing with the Daffodils

100 Years, 1 Month and 1 Day in this World, and Now Dancing with the Daffodils

A remembrance and a haiku for the intrepid little lady we lost, Ruth Violet Hiatt Holt.

Haiku: My Poinsettia Reflections

Haiku: My Poinsettia Reflections

As much as holidays are a time for celebration, they also bring reminders of the past, joyful days with lost loved ones.

Mindfulness Haiku Born from a New Vantage Point

Mindfulness Haiku Born from a New Vantage Point

The backstory for this (hopefully) enigmatic haiku is a tale of a search through my photo library.

Seeds of Change

Seeds of Change

There are so many unknowns these days. But seeds of change are being sown, and autumn can bring a welcome respite.

When Doves Cry

When Doves Cry

A haiku inspired by mourning doves in the early morning at Gumbo Cove … were they sentries? Signposts? They seemed like they were anxiously awaiting something. Like us.

We’re on a Road to Nowhere (and a haiku)

We’re on a Road to Nowhere (and a haiku)

A discarded coronavirus mask littering the parking lot. The song, Road to Nowhere. A haiku.

the haiku that wrote itself under the apricot-indigo sky

the haiku that wrote itself under the apricot-indigo sky

Cicadas and air conditioners are the soundtrack of warm summer evenings as the indigo sky darkens on another day.

Your Eyes were on the Prize, John Lewis

Your Eyes were on the Prize, John Lewis

I join millions of others in mourning the late Congressman and civil rights leader John Lewis, a true American hero, and offer a simple haiku in his honor.

no time to blink (haiku for earth day)

no time to blink (haiku for earth day)

What does it really look like when we get down the road? It’s up to us, isn’t it? This is no time to blink.

The Wary Pelican

The Wary Pelican

A brown pelican dictates a conservation haiku.

Haiku: Foundations

Haiku: Foundations

Everything needs a foundation; you can’t just jump into something without laying the groundwork and expect it to work.

Haiku: Their Souls were in the Sunset

Haiku: Their Souls were in the Sunset

My lost loved ones were in this sky, whispering a gossamer goodbye.

A Respite in Covent Garden’s Floral Court

A Respite in Covent Garden’s Floral Court

Just around the corner from crowded Covent Garden in London, I found an unexpected peaceful haven, a magical courtyard. I had entered another dimension, Harry Potter-style.

Big Sky for NaHaiWriMo

Big Sky for NaHaiWriMo

The sky over South Park Valley demands a haiku today, the first day of NaHaiWriMo 2020.

Peacefulness and Pigeons in the Courtyard at the Museum of Edinburgh

Peacefulness and Pigeons in the Courtyard at the Museum of Edinburgh

On a solo visit to the wonderful Museum of Edinburgh, I spent some time in the courtyard and caught these pigeons courting.

Martin Luther King Day Haiku

Martin Luther King Day Haiku

Inclusiveness is the only way we can ever be whole.


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