100 haiku challenge - 62

The Black Walnut tree

has bark that is thick and ridged

with very large ants.

100 haiku challenge - 61

Petals all around

brought down by the rain today,

flat on the sidewalk.

100 haiku challenge - 60

The warm evening air

on my bare arms and ankles,

so soft and gentle

100 haiku challenge - 59

I saw a beetle

on the carpet on a day

of open windows

April 12 poem

After a zoom meeting where our colleague read a poem by Naomi Shihab Nye

In a room of four

I listened to more

than words and form.

Living sounds, warm

as a heart. Long

tear tracks, strong

lines hold together

a flow, a living tether.

Note: Rhyme mystifies me. I knew I wanted to make space for this specific memory to be honored beyond the moment, and it's solid enough to withstand the practice. I pulled some prompts for myself and got:

4 stanzas

short, end-rhymed couplets

on the theme of "tears become lines in the poem"

This is the third draft & I will revisit it, I think. Perhaps in a different form, perhaps with different words

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100 haiku challenge - 58

The table was warm

and I relaxed into it,

grateful for respite.

100 haiku challenge - 57

I didn't write one

or rather, I chose to rest

after this last week

For real, though - i didn't write one yesterday, not about walking through the neighborhood before a marathon because I kept missing my bus, or the joy of setting up before a big event that I'm only volunteering for, or seeing colleagues and families, or my new earrings. Not about buying books and eating salad and the deep sleep after several demanding days.

But I like the habit, so I'm here anyway, next day, just to enjoy the space

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