This week’s haiku is inspired by the first experience with fireflies, back when I was living in Baltimore. I was enraptured by them and still feel the thrill when I think about them.
Lighting bugs outside
blink like Christmas tree lights while
they search for a mate
Originally posted on 52 Haiku
For the past two weeks I’ve been dealing with my dog’s health. She’s been sneezing blood all over the place — a bad combination of high blood pressure and aspirin seemed to cause it. Anyway, I’ve really had blood on the brain lately, thus this somewhat dark haiku for this week. Cleaned gore off the…
I just found this while cleaning out some clutter: Falling, falling, gone The leaf breaks free from the tree My grief consumes me I don’t know when I wrote it, but wanted to make sure I documented it somewhere. Originally posted on 52 Haiku
Poetry can be hard to define, but most people know a poem when they read one. Some people love poetry; others can do without it. Regardless, understanding this art form — as a reader or a writer — is part of any well-rounded education. Therefore, in honor of National Poetry Month, which happens every April, I’ve decided to present some frequently asked questions and their answers.
Well, actually, I’ve probably written couplets before … just not on purpose. In my Long Beach Writing Examiner column today, I wrote about couplets. And just for fun, in the section about couplets in Long Beach, I wrote it in the form of a couplet. When searching for couplets in Long Beach I lurch Toward…
Here is another poem about D.B., written in 1983. Oh! How I love you, You little ball of fur. Your little booted feet, up to your little white chin. Your long, soft fur is a comfort when I’m sad. Your watchful eyes help me see clearly that you love me as much as I love…
Pumpkin on the porch Welcomes autumn to my home Soon the leaves will follow Originally posted on 52 Haiku