“Coffee”
The foremost reason
I drink coffee at my desk
is to warm my hands
Steve D
Tag: haiku
Haiku Sunday – Interruption
“Interruption”
An annoying thing
Is to be interrupted
By your own train of-
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Frozen
“Frozen”
Fog creeps into sight
Dragging my mind down, frozen-
Will I wake again?
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Handwriting
I just had a nice late-Christmas weekend with Future Wife’s family, and they do a White Elephant-style gift exchange most years. This year, however, we did an anonymous gift exchange. Each participant was assigned to buy an anonymous gift for someone else. The gifter then had to provide clues for the giftee to guess who gave them the gift.
I was assigned to purchase a gift for Future Wife’s cousin, who I also happen to be fairly close with. He knows I’m a writer, so the poem itself was the clue… he recognized immediately that I was the most likely person to write an actual haiku as a clue. I guess I’m not as wily as I thought. Either that, or people are actually starting to recognize me as a writer. Anyway, he loved his gift!
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Porcupine
“Porcupine”
Curled up tight, poised barbs
Prick the hands trying to soothe
Your porcupine heart.
Steve D
Author’s Note: This haiku was inspired by the phrase “porcupine heart”, which I actually said in a real conversation. (I sometimes speak in metaphor and prose — what of it?) Now I’m curious whom among you can throw some intriguing words, phrases, metaphors, analogies, etc. at me to use as inspiration for a future haiku? After all, I can’t write about the weather and things I can see from my back door forever.
Comment below an idea you want me to try to jam into a haiku. If you like, I’ll give you a shout-out and a link to your website in the haiku post. Challenge me!
Creativity Sessions: Inner Monologues and Deductions
I love the concept of the inner monologue in writing, probably because I’m constantly up in my own head with thoughts and ideas that I might not express vocally. In writing, though, I think it has to be used delicately. Continue reading “Creativity Sessions: Inner Monologues and Deductions”
Haiku Sunday – Onion
“Onion”
Peel back the layers,
Exposing the inner core-
And now I’m crying.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Fingers
“Fingers”
Bare branches splay out
Grasping for her warm breath, like
Skeleton fingers.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Blade
“Blade”
Icy blades sweep through,
Deflected by heavy shields,
Warding their chill touch.
Steve D
Haiku Sunday – Sentinel
“Sentinel”
Your eyes scan the field.
Do you search or lose yourself,
My dear guardian?
Steve D
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