Haiku Thursday - Bonus Edition

With each passing day
A period replaces
Looming question marks

Haiku Friday - 4 day Weekend Edition!

Hours stretch ahead
Lazy, empty, nourishing
My heart, my soul, rest.

Walking away is
Not nearly as easy as
You would think it is

Things in practice
Are never as easy as
They are in theory

Hot humidity
Hugs as tight as your old aunt
At the reunion

Parts of me need things
That other parts of me know
Are very bad things

Weigh in is today
Hoping for a decent loss
4 days to first goal

Sparkling blue water
A trip to the library
Cleaning the kitchen

Tan lines and flip flops
Beach reads and sunscreen and heat
Summertime is here

Filling in bare spots
Mowing, weeding and trimming
I want more flowers

Useless but pretty
A small shot of happiness
Maybe it's enough

The Farmer's Market
Calls to me but not the kids
Going anyway!

Semantics

Not leaving

is not the same

as staying.

Saying something is a promise

is not the same

as promising something.

OK, fine

is not the same

as yes!

Not talking about something

is not the same

as something not being real.

Wanting

is not the same

as having.

Needing

is not the sam

as loving.

Letting go

is not the same

as walking away.

Not now

is not the same

as never.

Not saying it out loud

is not the same

as silence.

Walking around, making it through the day

is not the same

as living.

Not being here

is not the same

as being there.

Haiku Saturday - I'm Not Always Late, But I Usually Am

I love Trader Joe's
An oasis of cool food
And also, cheap wine

***

Sunny clementines
Just not enough to combat
Sadness and my SAD

***

The green tree sparkles
Each ornament a story
A piece of our past

***

This weird, weird weather
Like a Katy Perry song
Don't mean to like it

***

Friends come and friends go
Someone leaves, someone returns
The key is balance

***

Wonder what I'd say
If Christmas happened today
Would I welcome them?

***

I'm so intrigued by
Four hundred years of silence
And then, the baby

***
Merry Christmas!

Haiku Friday - Home Alone Edition

I dream of running
Running from something, some man
I wake up tired.

***

In morning's quiet
I ask, I seek, I listen
And I hear Him speak.

***

He paints a picture
Of a whole different life
Am I brave enough?

***

The kids take over
My room is no longer mine
They are "camping out."

***

Her sideways glances
And her upswept auburn hair
Make her beautiful

***

Red peeks through the brown
I screwed up my hair color
Well, it is unique...

***

Promises to keep
Hardest - the ones to myself
Integrity holds

***

My best premise yet
Perhaps not fair to write it
But what if I'm right?

***

Nanowrimo 2008 - Gifted

Gifted
She has the gifts most misunderstood, most rejected, most exploited…prophecy, healing, speaking in tongues.
Taught to hide her gifts from childhood, she is horrified when they grow stronger and their presence becomes involuntary through adolescence.
Then what happens when she embraces her gifts, and is tested and fails, and has to find a way to heal again with hands that have killed, has to find a way to speak in tongues again with a voice that has fallen silent, and must prophesy again from a mind that has gone blank?
Who heals the healer? Who can stir the voice of the one who can speak in tongues? Who can open the mind of the prophet?
Soon, and very soon, she will find out.

http://www.nanowrimo.org/eng/user/406747

Tower

The tower is tall
It's strong and it keeps out all
the things that bring pain
***
I hide there sometimes
when thoughts of you crowd my mind
and I can't let go
***
I understand you
Better than you know yourself
I see the forest
***
You made me believe
You let me be romantic
But you don't believe
***
Actions speak louder
You told me that was bullshit
But I was right, then
***
No dignity left
And so I swiftly retreat
Back where you found me
***
Alone and lonely
Crying, broken, cowering
And you walk away

Haiku Very Early Saturday Morning v 2.0

Clouds gather out there

The same clouds gather in here

My life is stormy

***

New schools for them both

Why do I dread this Monday?

They will be just fine.

***

Watching Olympics

For hours upon hours

The best of the best

***

Fires burn, my heart aches

I miss your touch and your voice

I need to see you

***

Fingertips tease me

My skin, all tingly and warm

You know what I need

***

An innocent hug

Nothing to the outside world

Everything to me

Unspoken

My biggest fear is

That if I just walk away

You will let me go

Haiku Very Early Saturday Morning

Are you judging me
As you harshly judge yourself?
We were both willing.

***

Killing me sweetly
With words I want to believe
But somehow, just don't.

***

Focusing on myself
To shift my focus from us
I see the results

***

Heat rises and sways
Shimmering in the morning
Punishing my skin

***

Tears swell in my eyes
My hero has feet of clay
We're all imperfect.

***

Flip Side

And the flip side of

"When you say it, you mean it,"

Is where my tears fall

Silence

I want to ask you why

My silence doesn't say anything

But yours speaks volumes

Haiku Thursday

Just for my friend Marvin...

Realization

We burned hot and bright
Irrational thoughts and needs
Nothing gold can stay.

Cookies
A poor substitute
Chips Deluxe Chocolate Lovers
Not as good as you

Unsupervised
Alone in my room
Drinking wine from the bottle
The small, small bottle

Important Things About Me in Haiku
I
I read very fast
Sometimes a whole paragraph
My eyes absorb words

II
My Grandfather was
the youngest Texas Ranger
when he was a boy

III
I am not afraid
Of needles or giving blood
I give my own shots

IV
If I work at it
My handwriting is gorgeous
Normally I’m rushed

V
I just cannot wink
No matter how hard I try
And I don’t know why