Sep
30
The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 30 – Prompt #88 – Poet’s Choice
eyes to the heavens
mysteries to unravel
exploring space/time
I went to the annual open house at the Allegheny Observatory this evening. This is the Thaw Memorial Refractor, a 47 foot long telescope with a 30 inch lens. It sits on a floating floor that felt like a boat deck. Sadly, there were storms this evening. During a break in the rain, my sister-in-law convinced the staff to crack the dome open for us, but they wouldn’t face the lens into the storms.
Sep
29
The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 29 – Prompt #87 – Rhythm
rhythm through the night
keeps time with the earth’s heartbeat
drumming by fire light
Sep
28
An unexpected surprise appeared in my inbox this week: “You have exceptional contributions to poets rally during week 49 to week 51, I am thrilled to know that Ava selects you as winners of The Perfect Poet Award for week 52.” Certainly one way to snap my attention back to blogging!
The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 28 – Prompt #86 – Charm
Hidden Timbers Charming Streak
like a healing spell
little horse captured our hearts
with magical charm
Continued…
Sep
19
The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 19 – Prompt #77 – Bold
bold colored warning
foot stomp, handstand, waving tail
still, Stupid gets sprayed
Photo by Brian Garrett, found on flickr
Also submitted to Funny Bunny Fridays Week 4 at The Purple Treehouse.
Sep
18
The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 17 – Prompt #75 – Winter
winter’s white mantle
during the season of sleep
brings serenity
Sep
16
The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 16 – Prompt #74 – Chime
softest breath of wind
gentle touch waking the chimes
musical cascade
Sep
15
The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 15 – Prompt #73 – Patience
silently stalking
unseen shadow drawing near
a hunter’s patience
Photo by Michael Himbeault, found on flickr
Sep
14
The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 14 – Prompt #72 – Elixir
elixir of life
alchemist’s aspiration
philosopher’s stone
Of course, they had to change the name of the book to release it in the United States.
Sep
12
Publishing a couple hours early for
The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 13 – Prompt #71 – Liberty
nine eleven fears
try to suffocate but still
Liberty flies free
Liberty, one of the bald eagles at the National Aviary. Sadly, all bald eagles in AZA zoos are there because they cannot be released back into the wild, usually due to injuries.
Sep
12
The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 12 – Prompt #70 – Flood
furious flash flood
fluvial fluctuation
fountaining fear forth
Pittsburgh emergency responders throw a life vest to Robert Bailey, 80, who climbed onto the roof of his car after being caught in a flash flood, Friday, Aug. 19, 2011, in Pittsburgh.
Tribune Review, Chris Langer/AP Photo
My previous attempt at a single letter poem also used “F.”
Sep
11
The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 11 – Prompt #69 – Any Topic
Lacking a specific prompt from Haiku Heights, I went browsing through other meme/prompt sites looking for inspiration. The Jingle Poetry Community is one year old today! They are now located at The Gooseberry Gardens, where they still host a Poetry Picnic. The theme this week is “Summer Vacations, Grandparents, and Anniversaries.”
lifetime of details
shared by a storyteller
Papa’s memories
Sep
10
The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 10 – Prompt #68 – Magic
fireflies transformed by
midsummer’s magic moonlight
to fairy lanterns
Sep
9
The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 9 – Prompt #67 – Yearn
the yearning begins
with gull cries and crashing waves
drawing me to sea
One of my favorite poems, for as long as I can remember, has always been “Sea Fever” by John Masefield. It brings back memories of both Star Trek (most of my childhood) and Wallops Island Marine Science Consortium, a place I truly love. And now I’m wishing for a salt breeze, the yearning begins …
Sep
8
The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 8 – Prompt #66 – Hidden
secret hidden nook
place of quiet solitude
refuge from chaos
As a child, I had a special nook where I could escape from the hustle-bustle world. A stone ledge overlooked a small waterfall in the stream in the backyard. Off the beaten path, below the edge of the embankment, in a hollow of growing green, all sound drowned out by the rushing water, I could hide from the mundane world. The above photo is not my old retreat, but a fair approximation of that magical spot.
Sep
7
The Height of Haiku Challenge, Day 7 – Prompt #65 – Hypnotic
hypnotic dancing
of moonlight on the water
mesmerizes me
Sep
6
The sixth prompt for the Height of Haiku Challenge is “Kiss.” Having written a more traditional kiss haiku just a week ago for the poetry picnic at The Gooseberry Garden, I tried to take a different angle on the theme this time.
costumes and makeup
with flamboyant theatrics
Kiss takes to the stage
Sep
5
September 5th, 5th day of the haiku challenge at Haiku Heights. Today’s prompt: “flourish”
the calligraphy
embellishes, flourishes
writing becomes art
Sep
4
Today, Haiku Heights gave us free rein, offering no prompt beyond “your choice.” I, of course, drew a blank. So I turned to One Single Impression for help. Their 184th prompt is “weed.”
unknown plant growing
standing tall in my garden
are you weed or bloom?
I planted a little flower plot off the porch last year, using a “bird & butterfly” mixed seed bag. Some perennial, some annual, with varying bloom times throughout the summer. I have no idea what all is out there, which makes for some beautiful surprises. Can anyone identify my mystery flower in the photo?
Sep
3
The third edition of the Height of Haiku Challenge uses the prompt “Windmill.” Photo below taken by my boyfriend last year in Somerset County, the caption is very apropos. Used with permission.
mining town’s new view
windmills now line the ridges
above veins of coal
Sep
2
Out and about, so I’m posting this from my phone. I will come back and add the picture link to Haiku Heights. Meanwhile, today’s prompt is “mirror.”
moonlit pool reveals
forgotten dreams and wishes
the mirror’s magic
Aug
31
Haiku Heights is offering a challenge through the month of September, to write a haiku per day, to provided prompts. The first prompt is “Write.”
writing releases
the images that clamor
trapped within my brain
