- 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
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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 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
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
105 Days And Counting
April 19, 2022…
Topic of Haiku – April Fool’s Day
fresh snow
after I see off
April Fool’s Day
19 days later
snow on the earth
April Fool’s Day
April Fool’s Day
snow accumulating
19 days later
grass buds shooting up—
colder than snow
April Fool’s Day
there are roses
where snow falls
April Fool’s Day
blooming tulips
the sighting of raging flames—
April Fool’s Day
snow falls
it falls rather than
raindrops
April Fool’s Day
April blizzard—
days without
reading or writing Haiku
night snow
on the ground
April Fool’s Day
April snow—
the colors of spring
change suddenly
105 Days And Counting…
April 12, 2022…
Topic of Haiku – Lies
lies and truths
in depth of one day
snow accumulations (1a)
lies and truth
in the depth of one day
accumulated snow (1b)
colorful lies
as many as the number
of spring flowers
autumn deepens
so too
number of the lies
depth of snow
old lies come
in the number of flakes (4a)
depth of snow
all lies come
in the number of flakes (4b)
avalanche —
old lies
suddenly pile ups
deepening winter
their number increases…
old lies (6a)
deepening winter
their number increases…
all lies (6b)
avalanche as many lies as many old lies as new lies
*100 days, possible 105 days until my 42nd birthday. I am trying to see how many new Haiku I can accumulate before the big day. 😉
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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MADD THOUGTHS 2021 #31
streaks of moonlight
cross my path
egrets
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MADD NAHAIWRIMO BRIEFS JAN., 2021
wind chime …
listening to the sound
of swaying dandelion
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