A haiku about writing haiku, AKA meta-haiku. With bird pictures!
This rough little poem came spilling out of me as I thought of those halcyon sand-ridden childhood days and so many memories flooded in. Everything seemed so safe, so permanent, so lively-lovely in our tiny town of 600, Gilchrist, Texas.
Sleepy by sunlight, Fiona sits, and waits, and contemplates her fate “I’m a cat goddess because I’m a calico – destined for greatness!” …and because there aren’t enough cat pictures or haiku in the world: For more Glover Gardens haiku, click here. For more Glover […]
A memory and poem from the halcyon days of super-busy parenthood. It is a beautiful thing to watch our kids grow into themselves and soar into their new journeys, but a little bittersweet, too.
There was a large gathering for my grandmother’s 90th birthday five years ago, and I wrote a poem at that time to celebrate her life. A smaller group of us joined her this year for her 95th, and we read the poem once again. Here […]