the haiku project
Can I write a haiku every day?
Thursday, April 28, 2011
04.28.2011
counting the minutes
until my longed for weekend
of prayer and silence
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
04.27.2011
administrative
professionals day today.
I feel so special. :-\
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
04.26.2011
drops of water grace
bare branches like fine crystals
nature’s bedazzler
Monday, April 25, 2011
04.25.2011
grey sea gull against
grey sky mournfully keening
out his harsh grey song
04.24.2011
a lovely Easter –
singing, celebrating
Christ Jesus risen!
04.23.2011
ready for April
to be done.
bring on May and
her soft warm evenings.
04.22.2011
pretty daffodil
faces smiling all around,
spreading springtime cheer
Thursday, April 21, 2011
04.21.2011
music and incense
signify the sanctity
God bestows through grace
04.20.2011
I love knowing that
I can turn off the alarm
and sleep in for days!
anticipating it
is almost as good as the
actual sleeping
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
04.19.2011
what happened to spring?
snow, sleet, wintery wind – yup,
it’s April alright :-)
04.18.2011
my Easter lily
fills the room with its sweet
scent of life… and death.
04.17.2011
a little over
halfway there, and already
I’m flailing about
04.16.2011
Francine works magic,
taking years away with her
amazing scissors
Friday, April 15, 2011
04.15.2011
rain tapping against
my windows.
the cold wind whines.
a warm bed awaits.
04.14.2011
whitecaps on the lake –
the usually placid
Michigan turns fierce
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
04.13.2011
string cheese incident
a gift of bluesy jam band
and fiddle goodness
thank you, Christina!
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
04.12.2011
little buds growing,
swelling, finally busting
out in baby leaves
Monday, April 11, 2011
04.11.2011
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flip-flops – my
onomatopoetic
summer companions
04.10.2011
sultry summer air
surprises us in April
a welcome preview
04.09.2011
visibility
nearly nil; a fog horn moans
sadly far away
Saturday, April 9, 2011
04.08.2011
quarter to two; no
haiku in my head.
I give
up and go to bed.
Bonus haiku:
I reminded her
of Ogden Nash.
I think it
was my made-up words.
Thursday, April 7, 2011
04.07.2011
wooly fog settles
over the city like a
sad, damp, grey afghan.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
04.06.2011
all gloom and drizzle
my cuffs and ankles are damp
wet feet are a drag
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
04.05.2011
the cardinals call,
sparrows chirp, and grackles grack -
assorted spring love songs.
04.04.2011
smokers just outside
dispense a concentrated
haze of nastiness
Sunday, April 3, 2011
04.03.2011
jagged spikes of light
rip open the sky, spilling
hail everywhere.
04.02.2011
nature exploding,
erupting, bursting out in greens
multitudinous
Friday, April 1, 2011
04.01.2011
your shoe is untied
and spaghetti grows on trees
look – a UFO!
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