Mindful Writing Challenge January 2013

Wet Diamonds

A tear glistens,
A diamond on her cheek . . .
Sadness or joy?

January 19, 2013

 

 

Today I decided, after the fact, to learn a little more about the Haiku. After reading Robert D. Wilson's Defining Haiku at Simply Haiku, I feel I understand it a bit better; although, for me it is not easy. According to their homepage, Simply Haiku, from its inception, has been an English language Japanese short form poetry journal.


Leaves disappear there,     (5)
Underneath the wire chain fence.    (7)
Large, brown brittle mulch for buds.    (7)


Leaves hide,  (2)
Neath wire chain fencing . . .   (5)
For buds. (2)

The first rendering has too many words and too many syllables for a proper English Haiku. The second leaves more room for the reader's interpretation.

January 15, 2013



 - Haiku and Acrostic

Light of Heart 


Heavy thoughts sometime
Lead me down darkened byways.
Now I’m light of heart.



Light of heart
Is the tone of the day, they say.
Grey clouds that hovered early
Have scattered off in play.
Take my heart’s pain away!

Ofttimes the worry
Forces my eyes to brim.

Heavy heart still beating
Even with the pain.
Around the turn of evening
Rush good thoughts again.
Taking me to abode of the light of heart.

January 13, 2013

 

Haiku - Small Stone


Leaves disappear there
Underneath the wire chain fence
Large, brown brittle mulch for buds.

January 11, 2013

Old Memories

Tears slide down her pale wrinkled cheeks
Tears that seem hot like tender embers.
The memories overwhelm her as her trembling fingers
Touch the crimson, indigo, lemon and emerald of the fabrics.
Folding and refolding the scraps of her life.
Breaking, cracking, shattering the veil of time that began an eon ago.

January 8, 2013

 

 Hot and Cold

Cold white tile greets my shivering body
Stepping over the discarded towel
In the Lilliputian square bath.
The whirring red hot heat of the ceiling fixture
Smooths the chill bumps from my skin.
As I finish with my bath, and warm myself
Under the flare of the burning element
I feel comforted, clean, and free of muscle aches.
The switch is flipped, and the silence and absence
Of heat immediately permeates my senses.

January 6, 2013

Saint Francis


Acrostic: Saint Francis 
Serene country setting
Aside the still lake,
Inspiring beauty.
Narcissus nodding in
Tranquility.
Fawn and doe
Run side by side
Around the water’s edge.
Now the morning
Crocus lift their yellow bonnets
Inside the yards of
Saint Francis Village.

January 4, 2013

BOXES 

Bug-proof them before you tape.
Oddities from the past dropped inside.
Xtra linens fill the heavy cardboard one. 
Expensive china plates carefully wrapped before
Sending the lot of them on their way.
Tuesday, January 1, 2013

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Reading these once again makes me feel close to you across the miles.

Love, Peggy

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