Ashes (a haiku)
for grandma
they too fade away
reduced to a jar those
eighty-three years
more roots & connections from the poets at one deep breath
Category: poetry
Feb 01 2007
one deep breath: roots/connection
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Jan 15 2007
one deep breath: reflections
bluegrass (a haiku)
her hair brushes scent
blue sky winter clouded
dulcimer hammered
more reflections at one deep breath
*edited 30 Jan 07
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Jan 10 2007
one deep breath: subtle change
I had a difficult time with this weeks prompt, as 2007 has been anything but subtle for me. In the end I decide to focus on winter precipitation in the pacific northwest. It is often just a subtle difference between rain and snow on the valley floor.
not a drop, it falls
a unique creation
melting on touch
more bits of subtle change at one deep breath
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Jan 01 2007
one deep breath: a new year
for my grandma:
machines watch over
pneumonic nights. fighting death–
for another year.
more breaths of new year from the poets at one deep breath
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Dec 18 2006
one deep breath: storms
A different kind of storm for my take on this weeks prompt from one deep breath. Saturday my grandmother had a stroke. As of now the doctors think she’ll be fine, but she’ll be in the hospital for at least a week for observation/recovery. When my dad and I visited with her Sunday afternoon, she recognized us and was able to ask us questions and follow the conversation. I’ll take that as a good sign.
a gust topples
the body without notice
unforgiving
My grandparents and I at my college graduation.
more stormy breaths from the poets at one deep breath
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Nov 28 2006
one deep breath: legacy
For as long as I can remember, my grandmother was afflicted with Parkinson’s disease. As her mind got worse, it was eventually necessary for her to live in a foster care home. This was back when I was in middle school. My grandfather at this time lived in a retirement home, because though he suffered from bone cancer and was wheelchair bound, he was largely self sufficient. My grandfather’s retirement home was directly across the street from the middle school I attended. Often, after school I would go and visit my grandfather. On occasion we would take the city bus across town to go and visit my grandmother. It was during these trips that I first understood what it meant to truly love someone.
her mind riddled
even love is obscured
but eyes remember
more breaths of legacy at one deep breath
the prose section of this haibun is inspired by a story i am working on for a site a good friend of mine is a part of. the site is called common ties and publishes (and pays for) personal stories in the mold of something you might hear on this american life or the storycorps project. i encourage you all to check out the site.
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Nov 22 2006
one deep breath: come to your senses
grey fury kissed
beaded saltiness becomes
private earthquakes
beaded saltiness becomes
private earthquakes
more coming to senses from the poets at one deep breath
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Nov 16 2006
more renga
pale fingers of aspen
pin-pricked bubble of blood
after October leaves
chills seep into thoughts leaving
bare skin craving winter’s embrace
-a collaboration between Carolyn and myself
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Nov 15 2006
one deep breath: renga
This weeks prompt at one deep breath is friends & companions. As an added exercise we were encouraged to write a renga, which is traditionally written in collaboration with someone else. The form consists of a haiku followed by a couplet of two seven syllable lines. My good friend Elizabeth collaborated with me on the following renga.
songs speak to hearts
words that could have been rain
if shy lips had spoke
they gaped, drenched, at the rainbows
steam rising from the space between
words that could have been rain
if shy lips had spoke
they gaped, drenched, at the rainbows
steam rising from the space between
more haiku and renga from the poets at one deep breath.
another renga made with a different friend
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Nov 09 2006
one deep breath: haibun
The “Pineapple Express” relentlessly attacks with warm rain. Rivers swell and overflow, taking with them trees, rocks and houses. The collective mood of the city becomes one of depressed slumber. All the while we are inundated with negative political ads. We wonder if we will ever regain hope. If things can really change. If our vote really matters.
rain falls with darkness
unapologetic to
the daylight it hides
Change does happen. Sometimes it sneaks up on us. Sometimes it is sudden and violent. Always afterwards we have a choice in how we respond. This election has brought us change. I hope and pray that this time we respond to that change in a better way.
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more haibun from the poets at one deep breath
*haibun is a combination of brief prose and haiku.
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