- baby’s drool
splashing down
rain chasing rain - waterfall
the chore of wiping baby drool - its mouth open
releasing baby drool…
waterfall - waterfall
a cranky baby
crying - raindrops–
newborn babies
still crying - baby drool
seen for a while…
waterfall’s clearness - spring rain
airing out
baby’s nappies - baby drool a warm rain falls
- spring drizzle
once again to wash
baby nappies - spring drizzle
washing nappies
in the wash tub
Category: MADD MOMENTS
2023 AWAKENING VI
- moonlight
dried milk lingers
on my blouse - lunar stages
expectant belly
that swells - spring rain
a shredder devours
baby names - a doodling
of baby names
steady rain - moon at dawn
expectant mother pulls it off…
summer robe - doing what she can
to shrink her belly…
bruised plum - cumulus clouds–
expectant mothers lined up
together - summer sunset
baby inside mother’s belly
growing - the warm weight
of the expectant child
summer sunset - moon-gazing
the changing phases
of the expectant belly
2023 AWAKENINGS V
- oatmeal…
help yourself
to the spring snow in my bowl - bread dough–
every child
makes its own cloud - sewing a fistful
of sunshine…
mum’s yellow scarf - a fistful
of squeezed sunshine…
mum’s yellow scarf
- thick moonlight–
expectant mother busy
stitching - shooting stars
milk drops’ pace
down the bottle
- full moon…
expectant mother caresses
her expanding belly - deep winter
husband hears me
ordering tombstone
- sweeping expectant mother off
swollen feet…
tilted moon - rice-planting mother
baby on her back sleeps…
tiled moon
2023 AWAKENINGS iii
- in a shape
of full moon…
mum’s bare breast - gazing at
the full moon…
mum’s bare breast - boldy he graps
mum’s bare breast…
full moon - a full moon
in its grasp…
mum’s bare breast - hazy moon mum offers her breast to nursing baby
- hazy moon
when mum’s breast
is full - baby’s giggle…
facing a cool breeze
straight on - the feeling
of a gentle breeze…
baby’s giggle - baby’s giggle a soft spring breeze
- gentle breeze
a baby mouth
is slighly open
2023 AWAKENINGS -ii
- gibbous moon–
baby on her back
sleeping - clenching a fist
the nursing baby
raising a day moon - the nursing baby
opens its mouth…
an abyss - snowball
the moment a baby
curls up to sleep - sleeping baby
turns so quickly…
crescent moon - moon sliver–
sleepy baby
holds a curl - avalanche
the flow of milk
from mum’s breast - avalanche
breast milk flows slowly
from the bottle - steady rain
water rushes slowly
directly from the faucet - waterfall hot water from the faucet
2023 AWAKENINGS
so if my calculations are correct, i have lived nearly 15,695 days. not including, let’s say the first 5 years of non-learning aka non-consciousness, 13,870. not discounting crawling, drooling and other life (sense) experiences, all these activities are important for life and or daily living. rambling at an end.
for today, yesterday, tomorrow, a few conscious sightings Haiku.
- full moon–
behind me a baby
crawls - moon phases the naked child crawls
- the far side
of the moon…
compressed diapers - sickle moon–
don’t bump your head
on cloth diapers - sickle moon–
don’t go floating away
cloth diaper - day moon curled baby sleeps in a place
- sickle moon–
sleeping side by side
drowsy babies - slight curve
of the day moon
sleepy baby - sleeping baby
tucked into folds…
sickle moon - full moon–
hungry baby goes quickly
to mum’s breast
MERRY CHRISTMAS 2022
To all Readers (new and familiar) I wish you and yours a Safe and Happy 2022 Christmas.
And now a few holiday Haiku for you and yours. 😉
winter drizzle–
shoppers go out to buy
anything
heavy drizzle–
to purchase batteries
with a short life
winter fog–
water in iron kettle
spouting
winter fog–
where the iron kettle
puffs smoke
howling winds
little squeaking sounds
of Christmas children
April Work Observations
Oh, the poetic things and creative epic events one can observe while working 12 hours or more during a busy weekend shift. As a reflection of my weekly work schedule, lets say that time truly is but a blur when the world about you is rushing by in serving foods, packaging foods and finally, consuming foods to oneself and to others, obviously. 😉
gazing at
a lump of cooked rice
full moon
snowball
a lump of cooked rice
in a baby’s hands
snowflakes
a split bag of rice
spills over
full moon—
white dinner plates
being piled up
moon viewing—
boiled rice rises
then slips down
dinner plates
being piled up…
moonrise
full moon I pour a cup of milk
full moon to eat a boiled egg
April Surprises…
On April 20, 2022, of this year, obviously, I took a New Year’s walk with my little love, Lola. She is nearly 14 years old this October 2022. Anyway, before our daily walks, since there is no rain, I was allowed by Mother Nature to make the following observations of my Lola and other natural things, during and after our daily walks. I hope you, reader(s) enjoy the happiness and surprises that we encountered on that day. If I had my camera in hand, I would have taken a quick photo, but of course, the snake in its travels, moved swifter than I could. 😉
before our walk…
teacup chihuahua
the sunshine is ahead
of the sunrise
teacup chihuahua
her shiny coat
ahead of the sunshine
sunshine—
teacup chihuahua
a sunny spot moves
around the apartment
during our walk…
sunrise
a gardener snake
rises itself from the grass
sunrise—
as the gold snake rises
from the grass
the gardener snake rises
suddenly, swiftly
april sunrise
after our walk…
sunshine
my chihuahua rests
on the sofa
sunshine—
sleepy chihuahua
stays in bed sulking
for a short while
sleeping chihuahua…
where a soft light shines
peeking
from the blankets
MUCKY-MUCK MONDAYS
@ madasahatter572 only…
November rain…
the scattered remnants
of bluebells
@ BUDS OF HAIKU…
moon gazing
into a glass
i pour fresh milk
@ THE DAILY HAIKU…
Original Haiku by Annie Wilson…
trees pirouette
shedding leaves like last regrets –
we ride the storm
my inspired Haiku…
departing summer—
towards the nether world
a myriad of green leaves
ride upon the storm
@ VIRTUAL HAIKU…
Original Haiku by Annie Wilson…
trees pirouette
shedding leaves like last regrets –
we ride the storm
my inspired Haiku…
departing summer—
towards the nether world
a myriad of green leaves
ride upon the storm