A List Of Poems I Like – Writing 101 Day 2

Okay, so day two for the Writing 101 was ‘Make  a List’.  Well, let’s not waste time just writing a list, so here is a list poem, of sorts. Or my reasons for writing them.


Sonnet: why did I ever think I could write you?
Ode: Oh ode, must you be sad? No, but Keats did you best.
Haiku: So brief, you are full of life. Portable and almost cute.
Ballad: I can sing you when an artist makes you great.
Prose: Elegant, me, open and true. You are the best
Sonnet: Beautiful, you are so hard to achieve.
Ode: I could write you to everything and nothing.
Haiku: Your forms are small, execution is great.
Ballad: I can never write you properly, but you are epic.
Prose: My true self is in your form, but I forget you exist.
Poetry: You are who I am, but you are so hard to write sometimes…


I kind of like that.


Blogging U 201 – Poetry Haiku Screens

I stupidly decided last minute to join the Daily Post’s Blogging U 201 Poetry course at the last minute this weekend.  Why? Partly because I loved the course in March or February when I did the last one, and I had plans to do it before Write 31 Days challenge came around. I had actually hoped that it would be a little later in the year, but well. Oh well.

Today’s assignment is Haiku, Screen, and Alliteration.   I could not stand doing a regular haiku so I went with an American Sentence. It’s still technically a haiku if you shift things.  And the Japanese never wrote their haikus with the three lines. It was always one line.  So There. :)

The theme ‘screen’ was meant more for a computer screen, but I am dealing with women this month so I kind of want to keep as much of the theme as possible. So as we as women always wear a screen, a veil across our lives, this fits.   I got carried away and wrote a bunch of American sentences…. So while it’s technically a bunch of individual poems, it could also be read as one.

As for alliteration, well the poetry explains itself.

She wears a screen of screams, stunning in its silence of serenity

Shield the veil of modesty and call forth delicate beauty and grace.

A sheer veil across my visage hides emotions and thoughts from your face.

My mind, my body, my heart, hidden from the world of criticism.

She dips her head demurely and a delicate thought hides from you.

Conceal my core, my concrete heart from the coldness in this common world.

A screen, shade, shutter, of shame skates across her hidden face of silence.

Clearly there is a theme of shame. Not exactly sure why I ended up that way, but well, sometimes a screen makes me think of shame.  For some reason I can never go with modesty. Go figure.


Poetry – Water and Simile

Liquid life force flows
rushing and overflowing
boulders peeking up.

The first challenge of the Poetry 201 is haiku. I love haiku, but I’m just not as comfortable with getting the seasonal aspect down. Because while you can make anything into a haiku, the traditional seasonal thing is what gets me. The unsaid ‘winter’ or ‘summer’.  All because you use one word or line that denotes the season.

But the creek is full and gushing and water is so crucial where I live. It is a life force.

Next I decided to play around with just water without the haiku, still sticking with the rushing water.

Life Force

The liquid life force that flows downstream
rushing as the storms have passed
covering over the banks where I walked.
Sandy beaches are no more sandy;
the creek has swelled to a white water rapids river.
Now I stand on the bank in dismay.
How do I cross the river to the other side?
How do I reach the promise of new thoughts?
I now must bide my time till the water settles down.
Settles down to a placid old man waiting with his newspaper,
until this unruly child has it’s temper tantrum.

And I have no idea if that’s what I’m going for or not. There is an unspoken feeling in there. Probably mixing with my own emotions of waiting. Well, it’s a start.


Candy Cane – Haiku

A candy cane sees
happy licks slowly pleasing
under Christmas trees.

Not sure it’s really good, but eh, I had the dice out the other night and Christmas was still on my brain. No, not all of these words are included in Haikubes, but well, that’s what the blank spaces are for…..


Winter Haikus

I was inspired recently by C.B. Wentworth‘s post on haikus, The Haiku Debate.  Her article was quite interesting and I urge you all to go take a look.  I liked how she talked about traditional form and non traditional.  The 5-7-5 rules and how Japanese haiku was never written in three lines, but one long line. I figured that out from reading Liza Dalby‘s East Wind Melts the Ice (a personal favorite book of mine).


I actually really like haiku, though I don’t read much of it.  It’s rather soothing, short and says a whole lot in a very little space. I’m very wordy, never get my point across quickly, and ramble. So this is like a breath of fresh air for me. So, haiku is this cute little package of poetry. You can jot it down on a small piece of paper and it doesn’t take up any room.


So I pulled out my Haikubes the other night and used them to come up with two wintery haikus. I just picked some keywords and added in what I thought fit for the time of year. Here is what I came up with




Winter promises

English: Flying geese over Marsh Farm Marsh Fa...

English: Flying geese over Marsh Farm Marsh Farm campsite http://www.geograph.org.uk/photo/1396185 has lots of fishing lakes to attract birds, these seem to live on the site full time apart from when they all take their evening flight. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)


Grand icy traveling


Fire warms any heart








Flocks of lofty geese


Flying giant arrow vees


Wind over water



They might not be quite right, but I liked the thought.  And it’s practice. I feel I should probably read Basho’s book on haiku, but I’ve not gotten around to reading it yet. I only have so much time for poetry and I have a lot of poets I follow now.


But I want to thank C.B. for her post because it was the inspirational kick I needed.


What do you all think? And do you write haiku?



Post 8, 9, 10, 11, 12 : A Haiku a Day

Okay, my Haiku a Day has seriously taken a hit when it comes to writing or posting.  So, in order to correct some of that… A plethora of haikus. 

Pardon the lack of posts.  I’ve been terribly uninspired by haiku.
Long winter grasses
Sorrowful whistling wind
Blows my mind away


Wood smoke rising high
Branches and leaves burn so hot
A warmth invades me
Winter rain on roof
tinkling softly at night
Thinking of springtime
Golden glow of lamp
Shines from my window at night
Dreaming of wishes
Rain dripping dropping
Thunderous water flows down
Floating in my thoughts


And clearly, my thoughts are on the rain that hasn’t stopped for three days.  Three days of nonstop rain.  I’ve had enough.  I know, I could live in Seattle.  But I’m not in Seattle.  So, in a cramped house, with four people, the rain needs to stop.  At least so I can get out and walk a bit.

Signing off


Post 7 : A Haiku A Day

Sweet summer roses

Spicy warm and full of life

Let me walk with you


The chill of the day, and the lack of feeling very chipper made me need something summery.  Roses fit the bill.  My rose, showcased in the picture, is Playboy.  One of the sweetest smelling roses I know, without all that cloying annoying scents you can sometimes get.  A nice old fashioned rose.

Signing off


Post 6 : A Haiku A Day

A Reflection On….

Any light between

Embraced timidly with love

Parallel tangles


Ah yes.  Thank you Haikubes.  I have no idea what I was getting at.  It’s a relection on something, and the word reflection made me think of light.  The rest of the words sort of just fit.

Signing off


Post 5 : A Haiku A Day

Spicy marjoram

A wood of vetiver calm

Thinking of cedar


Okay, I was in my essential oils closet tonight, trying to come up with something for pain killer-ness.  I sort of found it in the marjoram and vetiver, and the combo smelled like cedar.  I know, really inspirational…. 

But, if you are one who loves essential oils, then you might get it.  For this perfect combo, use two drops marjoram and one drop vetiver in 15 drops of jojoba oil.  Massage…. or just smell because it is this perfect woodsy scent.

Signing off


Post 4 : A Haiku A Day

Timidly I walk

To water swimming inside

Wise are the fish

Again, I have no idea what I was getting at here.  Sort of lyrical, without knowing why.  Does one need to know the meaning in a haiku?  Or can one just write something that suits their fancy? 

Signing off