52 Haiku Week 2
Yikes! I’m a day late. But better late than never.
Here’s my haiku for the week.
Blue crystal water
Concentric circles spiral
and flow from her hand
Originally posted on 52 Haiku
Yikes! I’m a day late. But better late than never.
Here’s my haiku for the week.
Blue crystal water
Concentric circles spiral
and flow from her hand
Originally posted on 52 Haiku
This poem was written in 1983, inspired by my senior ring, which had a blue spinal stone because my favorite color is blue. It was published in the Spring 1984 issue of Metanoia, the Montgomery High School creative writing magazine. Blue Spinal, Spiral me down, down to the depths of your ocean. I see everything…
This poem was written in February 1988 during a time when I was writing a lot of love poetry. My Love is as sweet as the nectar of the honeysuckle the laughing call of gulls the soft breath of a babe He is as pleasant as the sun upon my back the wind in my…
Written Feb. 7, 1983. I stay inside the dark and weary castle keep. It is lonely. I know loneliness. She is my friend. Outside is cold. There are many vicious things out there. The many pronged whip that beats on you until you’re a bloody pulp. The razor that slices souls. The knife that creeps…
Today I’m writing about tanka for my Examiner.com column. So I thought I’d write a sample tanka because I can’t seem to find the one I wrote when I was doing a report on poetry in the 5th grade. Here is what I came up with: I pick up her bowl and recall her furry…
On October 13, 1982, my diary entry consisted of mostly a poem. I now share with you that entry. Just F.Y.I.: each diary was given a name. For my Junior year in High School, my diary was named Duval, after a guy I liked the previous year. He died his senior year in a terrible…
Are you ready for Fifty-two Haiku’s Challenge? One haiku a week! The contest starts next Wednesday, Jan. 2, 2008. Originally posted on 52 Haiku