Haiku in October

Celebrate our love
Frolic late into the night
Rainy Saturday

Since our anniversary fell on a Wednesday, Shawn and I did not go out to dinner until the weekend. I’ve been wanting to check out Barrio Queen in Avondale for a while and we finally had a good excuse. Then we went over to a friend’s house for a combined birthday and anniversary celebration.

Barrio Queen Avondale Oct 15, 2022
Toast – Salud Oct 15, 2022

This week one of my haiku is included in the Haiku Pea podcast – S5E20 In Depth. Thanks to Patricia for her continued hard work, sharing her love and knowledge of haiku.

My loyal readers will notice I wrote about the palo verde again. I do love how every April the green tree blooms yellow flowers of course the clean up is not so fun.

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Twenty-Six Years in Photos

Our life together
Look back through musty pictures
Before digital

Good morning and welcome to October. Tomorrow Shawn and I will be celebrating 26 years. The traditional gift for your 26th anniversary is pictures. So I’ve been posting photos of us throughout the years. Our wedding 1996; Our 10th anniversary 2006; Our 13th anniversary in San Diego 2009; Our 15th anniversary in New Mexico 2011; and last year’s big 25th anniversary.

Our engagement announcement

17th anniversary

20th anniversary

19th anniversary

#NaPoWriMo 2022 Wrap Up

Good morning and welcome to May 1st. The evil twin tried to tell me it was May already yesterday. But I told her it was still April. I completed 29/30 prompts. I missed day 3 because we were busy with family and the glosa form is a large undertaking. I did sort of write a glosa on April 8th. If you count the #HaikuChallenge poems on Twitter, I still wrote more than 30 poems this month.

Backyard Palo Verde

After I wrote my cento haiku yesterday, I realized it would pair well with the palo verde as it blooms yellow flowers in April. I have written poems about the palo verde in our backyard almost every year. I realized I didn’t write one this year. Of course now the yellow flowers are dropping and making a big mess. After I posted my photo to Instagram, Shawn worked on some cyanotype. He did one of my eye poem and then he combined my poem with his photo.

Collaborative Cyanotype

That was an interesting project. FYI Shawn exposed the first one for 5 minutes. The video he watched about it recommended setting it in the sun for 7-8 minutes. Shawn figured we were working with the Arizona sun so he cut it down to 5, it was too dark and you couldn’t see the poem. He then shortened it to a 2 minute exposure.

NaPoWriMo Wrap-upAll of this year’s posts and comments will remain up and available for your perusal, and I will leave this year’s list of participants’ site up until we begin our housecleaning early next year in anticipation of NaPoWriMo/GloPoWriMo 2023 — which will be the project’s twentieth year! I can hardly believe how it’s grown since 2003, when it was just me writing poems by myself in my bedroom, to the present day, when there are participants all around the world!

#NaPoWriMo 2022 Day Ten

Soft Caress

Beauty
Fingers linger
She offers a warm smile
He breathes in her effervescence
Allure
Shawn and I recreate “The Kiss”

Napowrimo Prompt Today’s (optional) prompt is pretty simple – a love poem! If you’re having trouble getting into the right mood for a love poem, maybe you’ll find inspiration in one of my favorites, June Jordan’s “Poem for Haruko.”

Good morning and welcome to day ten. Love poem – there are quite a few on this blog. Being out on the west coast, Maureen posts the next day prompts at 9pm for me. When I checked out the prompt last night, I told Shawn; I’m not sure I’m feeling the love today. He went out to pick up some food and I get a text; Is my wallet on my nightstand? Nope, I don’t see a wallet on the nightstand. I look over on the dresser, still no wallet. I turn back to the bed and there’s the wallet on his quilt. He drives back and I meet him in the driveway with his wallet. Then he sends a group text, Dad dash will be late as mom tried to steal my wallet. SMH

For napowrimo I usually start my poems handwritten in my poetry journal, and as I was flipping through the pages this morning, I came across this poem – Pink Rose. And I still love that fourth line and appropriated it for today’s poem. I also used yesterday’s #haikuchallenge for inspiration.

Intense disquiet
Find solace wrapped in his arms
Harbor in a storm

Thank you for reading my day ten contribution even if there it was not inspired by a loving feeling.

#NaPoWriMo 2022 Day Nine

Immersive Klimt

Watch paintings come to life on the walls
Experience new perspective
As you sit in a dark room
The art exhibit flows
Constantly changing
Immerse yourself
Recreate
The Kiss
Klimt

Immersive Klimt April 3, 2022

NaPoWriMo PromptAnd now for our (optional) daily prompt! Because it’s a Saturday, I thought I’d try a prompt that asks you to write in a specific form – the nonet! A nonet has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables, the second has eight, and so on until you get to the last line, which has just one syllable.

Good morning and welcome to day nine for nonet. I enjoy counting syllables it is necessary for haiku and cinquain – two short forms I write frequently. I’ve written nonets in the old gather days; but when I searched the form on blog, I did not find any here. Speaking of counting syllables, I posted an oddquain for the early bird prompt last year of Shawn and I recreating The Kiss. I know Klimt is one of Shawn’s favorite artists so experiencing the art exhibit while the in-laws were here seemed to be a given.

#NaPoWriMo 2022 Day Eight

Cats Reign Supreme

Cat, enough of your greedy whining
and your small pink bumhole.
Off my face! You’re the life principle,
more or less, so get going
                                           February  by - Margaret Atwood

Nothing to do all day
except sit in the windowsill.
My human delegates chores
and the dog wags her tail
but I don’t think she understands
my human wants a helping hand 
and mutters something about
opposable thumbs.
Doesn’t she see I’m hard at work?
Cat, enough of your greedy whining

Birds and lizards come up
to the window.
If I were not here, surely
they’d have free access
to the house.
The dog trots off in search
of my human, she loathes 
being alone without attention
Time to place my backside up
and your small pink bumhole.

I’m not sure the creatures
outside are sufficiently impressed
as I stretch; my backend in full view.
Unlike the dog, I’ve learned
it’s best to show little interest.
My human is quick to snap
when the dog gets underfoot.
I jump off the windowsill and
go offer my human a distraction.
Off my face! You’re the life principle

Finally, my human sees my worth.
It only took me sitting on her face.
I wonder what reward I will receive
but she stands up and calls the dog.
They both go into the backyard 
I’m left looking out the back window.
Perhaps if I start meowing
she’ll come back inside to acknowledge
the inherent worth of cats over dogs
more or less, so get going... human!




NaPoWriMo Prompt And last but not least, here is our daily prompt (optional, as always). Today’s prompt comes to us from this list of “all-time favorite writing prompts.” It asks you to name your alter-ego, and then describe him/her in detail. Then write in your alter-ego’s voice. Maybe your alter-ego is a streetwise detective, or a superhero, or a very small goldfinch. Whoever or whatever your alternate self may be, I hope this prompt lets you stretch both your writing skills and your self-knowledge.

Good afternoon and welcome to day eight of NaPoWriMo where I’m not exactly sure I stuck to the prompt, but as someone left alone in a house with animals all day; if I were to have an alter-ego I would like to be one of the pets so I could sit around and do nothing all day. And no, your eyes do not deceive you this is loosely a glosa (the rhyme scheme is missing) and I’m not sure the lines from February are incorporated well. I have definitely spent more than enough time on this poem, today and those chores I try to delegate aren’t getting done. Thank you for reading my day eight contribution.

#NaPoWriMo 2022 Day Four

Poetry Prompts for April

  1. Enjoy a cup of coffee
  2. Allow thoughts to percolate
  3. Grab a pen and paper
  4. Jot down words or phrases
  5. Be mindful of patterns
  6. And open to new forms
  7. Step back and see what sticks
  8. Experiment with…
    alliteration
    onomatopoeia
  9. Short and sweet could pack a punch
  10. Or words could pop off the page
  11. Do not abandon the tried and true

NaPoWriMo Prompt – Finally, here’s our optional prompt! Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem . . . in the form of a poetry prompt. If that sounds silly, well, maybe it is! But it’s not without precedent. The poet Mathias Svalina has been writing surrealist prompt-poems for quite a while, posting them to Instagram. You can find examples here, and here, and here.

Good Morning and welcome to day four of NaPoWriMo aka Gretchen’s birthday. I did not get back to try my hand at a new glosa. We were out all day experiencing the Klimt Immersive and then we got something to eat by the ASU campus because Gretchen wanted graduation photos while we have family in town. Something we neglected for her high school graduation. I was unaware what a production graduation photos are and an actual month before graduation. There was a line of graduates waiting for photo opportunities on the steps of old main. And the number of champagne bottles that were photographed and popped! Not to mentioned sprayed – Gretchen said it was a sticky mess. We didn’t get home until late and then Gretchen wanted to catch up on Picard episodes. How could I say no to that? Plus I know my readers are aware I prefer short poetic forms so I may get back to the glosa before the end of the month, I may not. My first effort did take a lot to complete.

#NaPoWriMo 2022 Day Three – Flashback

Excuses

I started on my homework
but my pen ran out of ink.
My hamster ate my homework.
My computer’s on the blink. (Kenn Nesbitt)

Every April poets sit down to write
Thirty poems in thirty days
Some days the words flow free
Like leaves caught in an autumn breeze
Other days are quite frustrating
And can drive a poet berserk
Counting syllables, minding rhymes
The glossa form has how many lines
Maybe I’ll find a way to shirk
I started on my homework

Staring out my bedroom window
The beautiful spring day is calling
Put away your pen and paper
Take a walk enjoy the sunshine
This glossa form is going nowhere
And if you step back go out to think
The next twenty lines could appear
As magic. Yes, the words will cheer
When on the page they interlink
But my pen ran out of ink

Two more stanzas are required
My writing skills are being tested
Maybe I can find another excuse
The dog and cat vie for attention
Wondering why I’m not playing
They probably think I’m a jerk
The next few lines take too long
This glossa is proving too strong
Perhaps I should say with a smirk
My hamster ate my homework

Every April poets sit down to write
Thirty poems in thirty days
It’s only day eleven
I’m running out of steam
The glossa form a worthy foe
But in its armor I see a chink
Four more lines are within my grasp
Here I am near the end at last
Please tell me this poem doesn’t stink
My computer’s on the blink

NaPoWriMo PromptAnd now for our (optional) prompt. This one is a bit complex, so I saved it for a Sunday. It’s a Spanish form called a “glosa” – literally a poem that glosses, or explains, or in some way responds to another poem. The idea is to take a quatrain from a poem that you like, and then write a four-stanza poem that explains or responds to each line of the quatrain, with each of the quatrain’s four lines in turn forming the last line of each stanza. Traditionally, each stanza has ten lines, but don’t feel obligated to hold yourself to that! Here’s a nice summary of the glosa form to help you get started.

Good morning and welcome to day three of NaPoWriMo where I use an old poem as a place marker for today’s prompt. I wrote this glosa on April 11, 2013 back on gather.com. I think it almost killed me. Today we are off to see the Klimt Immersive, so I do not have time to work on long form. Please accept my Excuse and I may work on a new poem later today, but it will probably be April 4th for everyone else if I manage to post a new piece. Thank you for reading my first and thus far only attempt at a glosa (which as you can see we spelled the form with a double s).