- plastic rain…
a bundle of pregnancy tests
falling straight down - hard rain
her pregnancy test
reads positive - trying to read
the pregnancy test
tears are fogged and
blinded - plastic snowflakes
i do count them out…
pregnancy tests - hard snow pregnancy tests keep on falling
- hard rain
i did weep and weep again
at the doctor’s office - pregnancy tests a sprinkling of snowflakes
- pregnancy test
has such a glow, that
the blossoms fail to shine - pregnancy tests
the fallen, scattered snow—
how do i sweep it away? - pregnancy tests…
white snow
has fallen, drifted high around
my feet
Tag: Health
2023 AWAKENING xviii
- marble statue–
sleepy mums
similar shapes to each other - hazy moon
mum’s breast sinks
deeper into the dark - occasional whispers
of mum’s youth…
bitter wind - bundling frizzy hair
with ease…
summer sunset - summer sunset —
mum’s frizzy hair
in a bundle - noonday heat–
how mum’s curls linger
into place - sucking on a
bottle of milk…
melting snow - spots of milk
stuck to the bottle…
snowdrops - milk
dripping, dripping…
snowdrops - melting snow —
baby formula
dripping, dripping - squeezed formula
between the fingers —
falling snow
2023 AWAKENING xviii
- pink tornado
giggling baby grabs
mum’s circling finger - pink tornado–
twirling finger
makes a perfect circle - plunging my hands
into mum’s palms…
pink waterfall - pink moon–
baby’s suckling lips
cling to mum’s breast - snowballs
scattering mum’s pearls
onto the floor - fussy baby
still in the crib–
hazy moon - dried milk
in dark and thick strokes…
moonlight - straight gaze
of thick moonlight…
drying milk - spilt milk
every dribble looks
like a pillow - avalanche
spilt milk dribbles
deeper into the dark - baby formula
is blown away…
rising fog
2023 AWAKENING xviii
- twinkling stars
from the bottle
baby powder - twinkling stars
poof!
goes the baby powder - full moon
mum’s growing belly
nicely plump - a clear view
of a hazy moon…
mum’s swollen breast(s) - spring moon–
where the baby
grows - watching the baby rise
from mum’s belly…
summer moon - mum’s belly
month by month swells…
moon phases - moon phases
mum describes the position
of the growing baby - day moon
mum’s belly
refusing to droop - hazy moon
a glass of milk reaches
full volume - hazy moon
mum’s belly
in full glory
2023 AWAKENING xvii
*a bit late, but i just finally found some time after a 54 work-week(end) 😉
- spring moon —
milk in the bottle
motionless - waning moon
mum slowly unfolds
new nappy - crescent moon
folded nappy
slightly open - slight wind—
the rush of wind
through the toddler’s teeth - feverish baby
crying for hours—
heavy drizzle - tears
meander down baby’s cheek
like a river - wanting to touch
ripe strawberry—
super blood moon - laundry hamper
filled with soiled nappies…
dirty snowballs - dry snowflakes–
a flurry of nappies
under mum’s feet - straight gaze
of cleaned nappies…
full moon - wispy fog…
tea steam rises
fading slowly
2023 AWAKENING xiii
- using her fingers
concerned mum searches
for a slight fever - lingering summer heat
hazy memories
of baby’s fever - papa’s lullaby
changing its timbre…
skin-chilling air - crawling baby
shrinks its shadow
hazy moon - day moon
so many shapes
of nappies - autumn chill…
singing mother speaks
in her mother’s tongue - winter fog last photo of my youth
- sleeping newborn
stays in my arms
day moon - feeding spoon
the full moon’s
eternal smile - soup spoon —
sunlight seeps into
my bones
2023 AWAKENING viii
- moonlight
over the doctor’s mouth
fitted face mask - soiled nappy
darkness of a lunar eclipse
expands - cloth nappy
to put it down…
unexpected moonlight - moon phases–
folding cloth nappies
into thin pieces - lunar eclipse
mum lets fly a cloth nappy - lunar eclipse–
the baby crawls off
with a cloth nappy - nappies hung to dry–
strolling neighbor sees
a lunar eclipse - pulling a nappy
from the packaging…
a lunar eclipse begins - moonlight halos
into the hands…
cloth nappy
HELL IS MOVING
My apologizes, my beloved followers, but this Madasahatter needs to take some time away from daily postings. I might or might not be moving and we all know that Moving has its own levels of hell and frustration that one must contend with. So until I am settled down once more, I shall say, Thank You for the daily follow and comments and encouragement. You might find me via Facebook under my name Dorna Hainds.
I am going to try and continue Haiku for as long as possible.
One can only pack and move and re-rearrange so much, right?
Until my return, I bid you farewell. And always, try and find some Happy in your days.
Sincerely,
Madasahatter572
COLLECTIVE SUNDAYS
I spy with me wee eyes
color swatches
on the wall
phases of the moon
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MADD WINTER 2021 #42
full moon
the familiar faces
of dogs
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