Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Haiku Friday: Guest Poems by DuckyBoy

Haiku Friday

Perhaps hosting Haiku Friday is not the best model for helping my son learn to write poems, which they do every April in school. Here are some of his, clearly dashed off during homework time at afterschool. I think they probably expect a little bit more, but then again, it's only second grade.

homework
homework, homework
lots of it, every
day and every
night, let's hope
I don't have
to do any more
work!


penceil
sharp, point yellow
tool used to write
(His teacher wrote next to this one, "That's a bit short!")

paperclip
tiny
skateboard
like a paperclip
long
oval glide
fast
(There's another one on this theme
but it's written in a circle
and I can't read the overlapping letters.)



Birds
tiny
little ani-
mals that fly around
the area.

That last one's actually almost a haiku! So here's my version:

Birds, tiny and fast
little animals that fly
up, down; flit in, out

How about if this week, I remember to put Mister Linky in!

If you'd like to play along on Haiku Friday, just write a haiku on your blog and post the link (to that post) here:


And please leave a comment to let me know what you think of my future haiku-writer in the family!
Have a great week and take a look at my happy guys enjoying their bike ride last weekend in Washington, DC:


(More DC pix on my Flickr page.)

Wednesday, December 16, 2009

September 11 Poem

I wrote this shortly after the towers fell. I just found it in my old Franklin-Covey planner and thought I'd better type it up before I lost it.


Nine Eleven

I sat in those chairs
held onto the handrail of the escalator
thumbed through the books
rode the elevator to the top.

I remember spending an afternoon
in awe at the vistas
looked out the windows from the top
waiting for sunset
so I could see the night view too.

Walked the tiles.
My DNA lingered thedre.
When the towers came down,
I felt the loss immediately.

What of the suicide pilots?
Their ashes also mingle
with the victims'...
and have become part of American soil.

Thursday, December 10, 2009

Lonely Haiku Friday

Haiku Friday

Where are the 'ku-ers
to fill up Mister Linky
with five-sev'n-five verse?

Onto Mount Haiku
the lonely hostess doth climb,
out of breath at top,

taking but a glance
at the reams of prose 'round her,
she seeks the rare 'ku

that can make her laugh
or quite take her breath away
with subtle beauty


Would you like to haiku today? To participate in Haiku Friday, just follow these steps:

1. Write your own haiku on your blog. You can do one or many, all following a theme or just random. It or they can be part or all of your post, but your post must include a haiku. What's a haiku, you ask? Hint: 3 lines, and count syllables, 5-7-5. The best haiku evoke a feeling of place or emotion. (Unlike mine which are often factual.) More info: Click here. Or here.

2. Sign the Mister Linky below with your name and the link to your haiku post (the specific post URL, not your main blog URL). Don't sign unless you have a haiku this week. If you need help with this, please let me know.

3. Please leave a comment after linking, thanks! (Eventually the Mr Linky links go away, I think, so they only way we'll find you in the future is via your comment.)

4. if you'd like, pick up a Haiku Friday button to display on the post or in your sidebar by clicking the button at the top of this post.

REMEMBER: Do not post your link unless you have a haiku this week.


Thursday, September 24, 2009

Haiku Friday: Love Note to Poets

Haiku Friday


I enjoy haiku,
but I like all of you more --
you inspire my week!

Love getting to know
little bits about each one
from shared words and pix

Should we spread the word
and get more poets to join?
Meanwhile, carry on!


Would you like to haiku today?
To participate in Haiku Friday, just follow these steps:


1. Write your own haiku on your blog. You can do one or many, all following a theme or just random. It or they can be part or all of your post, but your post must include a haiku. What's a haiku, you ask? Hint: 5-7-5. More info: Click here. Or here.

2. Sign the Mister Linky below with your name and the link to your haiku post (the specific post URL, not your main blog URL). DON'T sign unless you have a haiku this week. If you need help with this, please let me know.

3. Please leave a comment after linking, thanks! (Eventually the Mr Linky links go away, I think, so they only way we'll find you in the future is via your comment.)

4. Pick up a Haiku Friday button to display on the post or in your sidebar by clicking the button at the top of this post.

REMEMBER: Do not post your link unless you have a haiku this week! I will carry on the esteemed tradition of deleting any links without haiku!

Sunday, September 20, 2009

Relationship Poem: Asking for What I Want

It Used To Be Enough...

The thought that he
found me sexy
used to be enough

His passion fueled my passion,
any touch was welcome

Now the touch is the same
but the skin is thin

the differences hang
in the air
over me

I regret never asking,
not ever really thinking about,
what would feel best to me

for now so much time has gone by

not a lie, really,
more a miscalculation
of what it means
to be with someone


* * * * * * * * * *
I wrote this awhile ago (like, within the past year)
and just found the slip of paper.
Don't feel like this so much right now,
but I didn't want to lose it.

It's true that I do have trouble asking for what I want
and sharing what I like and what makes me feel good
both in and out of bed.

I'm getting better at it.