rereading Gatsby:
a hopeless attempt to
harvest a stray strand
of creative inspiration
on Fitzgerald's birthday
Daily Haiku Prompts: harvest, strand
rereading Gatsby:
a hopeless attempt to
harvest a stray strand
of creative inspiration
on Fitzgerald's birthday
Daily Haiku Prompts: harvest, strand
if equinox means
equally light and dark,
explain dark morning!
slept through radio's alarm
as if it were winter now
Photo by Taras Slawynch
Prompt: equinox
new moon means new year
not seeking nirvana, just
serendipity,
creativity,
sustained good health, and
hope for better times
(prompts: moon, nirvana)
Canada geese honk:
egotistical eagle
must accept defeat
Canadians keep
their elbows up and
won't rename their lakes
Daily Haiku Prompt: geese
"Ontario" is an Indigenous word and is more than 400 years old. It means "beautiful lake" or "sparkling water."
even the full moon's
orange-tinted eclipse fades
after a few hours
leaving just a memory
to scatter among the stars
(Daily Haiku Prompts: full moon)
"Pack light," they advised.
packed lightly for two climates--
caught cold in first one
shivered in Copenhagen
sniffled and sneezed while in Rome
Daily Haiku Prompt: pack
owl as a prompt
brings joy to my morning and
dispels stormy clouds
Daily Haiku Prompt: owl
Rainy Day Women #12 & 35, Bob Dylan
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fm-po_FUmvM
Rose Garden yanked out
replaced by a patio--
Jackie's ghost rages
lacking Jackie's taste and class
a modern-day Medusa
(Daily Haiku Prompts: roses, rage)
birthday of two uncles
couldn't be more different
one mine, one his
Bill, subversively funny
Nuss, thoughtful and modest
both were my favourite
and both were his
whenever it rains
my knees and fingers ache:
human barometer
potential new career as
tv meteorologist
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RE8a6zLe6KM
torn belt loop on jeans
needs sewing machine's strong thread
tailoring magic
Daily Haiku Prompt: thread
the aroma of
brewing coffee makes mornings
almost bearable
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kcXiXDQAqak
Daily Haiku Prompt: aroma
Here's a double haiku for my mother.
although we sometimes
saw her optimism as
unrealistic
a glimpse of light
when no one else can see it
brings hope, not deception
Besides remembering my own mother, I want to honour my unofficial second mom, Frances C., a good friend of my mother. When I needed dating advice or a good easy recipe, I knew I could call her. She was a Virgo, and had common sense and objectivity. She also had the cooking and baking skills that my mother and I lacked. What a great lady!
trudging through puddles:
long camel hair winter coat
is sprayed with mud dots
Daily Haiku Prompts: winter, coat, spray
you bask with delight
in the August moon's glow and
I get drunk on the sight
Daily Haiku Prompts: summer, moon, imbibe
when the movers bring
new people and furniture
the sad house ghost leaves
Daily Haiku Prompts: new, ghost, leaves
plans for today changed
so I savoured golden joys
spring, coffee, friends
on Shakespeare's birthday
golden forsythia blooms
I wait for tulips
Daily Haiku Prompt: gold
a carp should be chopped
mixed with whitefish: gefilte
not crunchy sushi
Daily Haiku Prompts: carp, crunch
orchid losing blooms
but look closely and marvel:
new buds appearing
Daily Haiku Prompts: orchid, buds
four days old when we
met you and your eyes were closed:
it was puppy love
I found your puppy album
golden treasures from the past
joyful memories
your exuberance, Echo,
echoes in my heart