holiday party
teens build gingerbread houses
edible artwork
sample leftover sweets from
architects’ competition

posting poetic prose
19 Dec 2017 6 Comments
in tanka Tags: architects, competition, gingerbread, holiday, party
holiday party
teens build gingerbread houses
edible artwork
sample leftover sweets from
architects’ competition

18 Dec 2017 3 Comments
in haiku Tags: blood, circle, evergreen, love, wreath

evergreen circle
as God’s everlasting love
tied with blood red bow
“I have loved you with an everlasting love; therefore I have continued my faithfulness to you.”
18 Dec 2017 2 Comments
in haiku series Tags: breath, december, frost, merry, poem, whisper
Kristjaan at Carpe Diem encourages us to write a “full circle” haiku series using twelve words (bold), one per line in listed order, on a wintertime theme.
hoar frost on window
breath of heaven’s mist on trees
morning light sparkles
scent of mistletoe
cuddle under soft blanket
fireplace embers glow
poem of december
children praying for first snow
clouds whisper promise
lights on Christmas tree
wrap gifts in shiny paper
smile to see bright star
13 Dec 2017 5 Comments
in haibun Tags: Christmas, love, memories, surprises
Holiday haibun (prose exactly 200 words, Frank!) for dVerse “surprise” prompt
Christmas is a season of surprises. It began with virgin birth of a king in a cave, marked by a magnificent star. An angel choir sent musical birth announcements. Visitors included local shepherds fresh from the fields and, later, foreign scholars bearing tokens of wealth. The gifts were unusual for a baby shower but signified the child’s future rule, life’s sacrifice, and atoning death.
We celebrate Christmas with surprises hung in stockings, wrapped in packages under trees, bright lights to see and sweet treats to eat. It’s fun to delight someone we love with a gift that “fits” them perfectly. Guests may appear unexpectedly like changeable weather that alternates between merry and dreadful. Mistletoe, moods and mayhem can take us by surprise during the holy (holly) days.
The best surprises are little moments of unanticipated kindness during this season of good cheer. “Adopted” grandparents (now deceased) give children candy advent calendars with a window treat for each day of December. A busy mom who delivers a plate of homemade goodies with her children. A hearty hug and teary smile from an elderly relative in a senior center. A neighbor boy who leaves greeting card and his artwork in a mailbox.
stories of Christmas
wrapped with shiny memories
love surprises us
12 Dec 2017 3 Comments
in tanka Tags: artic, diamond, snowdrifts, sun, winter
sun dogs howl in cold
temps drop after arctic blast
winter’s shining face
she wears best diamond earrings
snowdrifts sparkle with brilliance
I couldn’t resist Kiwinana’s tanka prompt, using “winter” and “shining”!
06 Dec 2017 2 Comments
in haiku Tags: desire, fire, love, vows
love’s fire fiercely burns
devotion ignites desire
vows consummated

Tragic comedy or comic tragedy? Read love’s drama at CDHK
05 Dec 2017 17 Comments
in quadrille Tags: abortion, death, infant, life, mother
how long believe
blind rhetoric?
why hire doctors
to do harm?
instrumental rape
violates mother with child
what kind of ghastly
choice is offered?
by salt poisoning, chemicals,
or crunch of infant skull
when will men honor
mothers’ calling?
where have hope’s
children gone?
Linking with dVerse Poets quadrille prompt…sorry this topic is neither pleasant nor Christmasy. Yet our brokenness and sin is why Christ came…as an infant to a poor, young woman in seemingly scandalous circumstances. Would we have aborted Jesus?
02 Dec 2017 4 Comments
in haiku
love’s blessed mystery
thirty-five volcanic years
taste of paradise

Kauai dreams
My husband and I will be married 35 years in 2018 so we are planning a trip to Hawaii to celebrate. (Sharing “love haiku” with Carpe Diem Haiku Kai)
27 Nov 2017 5 Comments
in haibun, haiku Tags: fragrant, hybrids, romance, rose
The rose is a type of flowering shrub. The name “rose” comes from French. It comes from the Latin word Rosa. Roses have been symbols of love, beauty, war, and politics. Ornamental roses have been cultivated for millennia, bred for their flowers and fragrance. Roses are used for cut flowers, perfume, food & drink, medicine and in art. There are many varieties today such as hybrid teas (most popular), floribundas, climbing roses, shrubs, standards, weeping standards, and miniature rose bushes. For hundreds of years, the rose has been cherished for its beauty, form, and fragrance inspiring gardeners everywhere.
(Rose facts from Elsie at Ramblings of a Writer )
a rose is a rose
fragrant layered mystery
of romance language
my father twice widower-ed
calls on old/new lady friend

haiku & photo by lynn
24 Nov 2017 23 Comments
in free verse, Uncategorized Tags: cat, dude, jazz, mute, trumpet

image/jazz prompt – dVerse Poets
gotta lotta
grooove, yeah
smile-a-while
ratta tat rrrrrollll
pppissshhh
get UP in stride
then down…slide
step on cat’s tail
yeeeooowwll
sing, tom CAT!
lone saxyphone’s
liquid eyes hone
salty inDIGo tears
tickle tuned ears
coolest fools rule
don’t mute it, dude!
puff up cheeks
chEEKy trumpet
pump it up
to A squeal
play guts out
rhino nose blow
releases it ALL…over
22 Nov 2017 2 Comments
in question poem Tags: character, civility, honor, humility, loyalty, Thanksgiving

Our first President, George Washington, made this proclamation in 1789:
“Whereas it is the duty of all Nations to acknowledge the providence of Almighty God, to obey his will, to be grateful for his benefits, and humbly to implore his protection and favor—and whereas both Houses of Congress have by their joint Committee requested me “to recommend to the People of the United States a day of public thanksgiving and prayer to be observed by acknowledging with grateful hearts the many signal favors of Almighty God especially by affording them an opportunity peaceably to establish a form of government for their safety and happiness.”
where have all the good men gone?
who respected God’s ordered civility
who defended their homes and families
who united to fight against tyranny
where have all the good men gone?
where have all the good women gone?
who prayed on their knees in humility
who provided for needs of their families
who united to speak against slavery
where have all the good women gone?
where have all the good children gone?
who obeyed their parents’ authority
who contributed help to their families
who united to honor friends’ loyalty
where have all the good children gone?
If you know someone of good character, let them know you appreciate them!
21 Nov 2017 5 Comments
in tanka Tags: boy, challenge, morning, sleep
waking teenage boy
in morning proves real challenge
he’s wired to sleep sound
after three alarms buzz on
you will find him still snoozing
“What time did you go to bed?” is my first question 🙂 Join Elsie’s weekly tanka challenge at Ramblings of a Writer.
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