Today is a day where I tried to catch up reading some periodicals. I cleaned part of the cupboard and wrote several haiku as well.
I write a lot of haiku, it is like singers singing scales, a warm-up. Although often it turns out haiku are the full product.
I have been thinking of working some other forms, but forms are complicated at times. I like what I know. Most of us are not incredibly fond of change, even though it is a constant.
Anyway, here are some haiku from my journal, I decided not to inflict my handwriting on others today.
- The village remains
Empty, all humans are fled
The owl sings who songs.
______________________________ - Pleasure greater than
Life’s intermittent agony
Is the goal we seek.
______________________________ - The rain leaves imprints
On all the drabbest fallen,
For Winter prevails.
______________________________ - We are here awhile
Our time fast slipping away,
Swift moments, hours, days.
_______________________________ - Not today will you
See that fragile hurting face,
My smile is in place.
________________________________ - Why can we not be
Happy with the small pleasures
But have to chase more?
__________________________________ - Feeling guilty when
There exists no right reason,
Always in the thoughts.
_________________________________ - No, I will not go
On my own so far from home,
I’m meant for this place.
__________________________________ - The smile lit his eyes
A brighter glittery hue,
Inhibition flew.
__________________________________ - Fear like crocodiles
Can tear into everyone
Without fair warning.
___________________________________ - When love gives a nod
Calling you out for its own,
Never run away.
If you are not writing haiku, you should. The form is excellent for expressing an emotion or image. Questions, leave a comment.
A lot of the pictures I use I take on the property. It is mostly fallow now and somewhat overgrown. This field often used to contain wild turkeys. I have seen none recently, but they probably still visit.
I am still exploring art in the hope of regaining my former skill. The piece below is based on a dog toy, but I took a bit of poetic license, so it lacks reality. I never was fond of still-life. I am a bit of a fantasist.
A Prompt: Write some haiku, draw a picture, take photos, bead, dance, do anything creative. Let your muse run loose.
All the best to everyone. God Bless. Remember happiness is a state of mind, you can choose more of it in your life if you are lacking.
© Jo Ann J. A. Jordan
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