Haiku Horizons presents us this week with the prompt: Sleep. Here are a few thoughts. Read other haiku or add your own HERE.
We say, “I’ve Lost Sleep.”
as if it’s a thing one finds
misplaced like car keys.
Sleepers do not dream.
They wait in obscurity
some dreamers to find.
To sleep anywhere…
Some find it to be a gift
Narcoleptics curse.
~kat – 25 January 2016
Photo Credit: https://flic.kr/p/6xyFnt
If you’d like to read other stories (though it might be depressing…just sayin’!) or enter your own tale of regret, click HERE. 🙂
It was her moment! She froze.
~ kat – 25 January 2016
Chipping Sparrow. original gouache painting copyright David Sibley.
kat ~ 24 January 2016
Did you know…
The trill of Chipping Sparrow is nearly twice as long as that of any other species, and this is a consistent and very useful clue. In addition, the overall quality of the sound is usually mechanical and rattling, due to the complexity of each individual phrase. – Source: Sibley Guides
This Haiku is in response to Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Challenge. This week’s prompt words are: Trill & Final. Read other haiku or enter your own HERE.
Happy Sunday! Well now…what an interesting look back in verse and prose. This week’s re-verse truly captures my favorite thing to do! I love watching the world go by. I get lost in the beauty and the quirkiness, the drama and the joy. Not that I don’t also participate. I do. But I am truly fascinated by what makes this world tick. Everyday offers opportunities for a front-seat view and there are always lessons to be learned.
This week I studied the odd behavior of my pets playing fetch and chasing their tails, but I also stumbled upon the realization that my dogs are also observing me in a very unique way. Apparently we see the world in this way too…a bit of a left gaze bias…which affirms my own trust in the reality of intuition while also reminding me of my animal nature and the ancient mysterious connection I have to all living things.
Where I live we had our first snow of the season (a real doozy by all accounts!), coinciding with the Full Wolf Moon. Mukluks and parkas are the new black. There is something to be said for comfort and warmth. And there is also something to be said for the many modern conveniences and innovations that we take for granted in the 21st century. We’ve come a long way, while remaining intrinsically connected with the universe at our core.
And so it was a week spent in observation, anticipation, nostalgic recollections, revelations and exhilaration in the realization that where I am in the here and now is right where I am meant to be! Life is good!
On then to this last full week of January 2016. I do hope your week presents you with an abundance of spectacular “-tions” (-tion – a suffix occurring in words of Latin origin, used to form abstract nouns from verbs or stems not identical with verbs, whether as expressing action ( revolution; commendation), or a state ( contrition; starvation), or associated meanings ( relation; temptation) from dictionary.com.
Though I started this bit extolling the virtues of passive observation, life is best lived when we move from the abstract into an active state of of participation. That is living!
Sunday’s Week in Re-Verse – 24 January 2016
Dogs fetch…
…guilty pleasure
Watching paint dry…
brimming with stardust
hard-wired to perceive…
mukluks and parkas
sashaying about en vogue
all the rage on store shelves
Silly me…I watch!
Well I guess we’ll never find out unless we try.
But I have noticed this strange light…
Our days are numbered
Time will pass though I won’t care
I am quite happy in my little corner of the world
as I sit here grinste wie ein Honigkuchenpferd
…water cooler powwows
With teeth made of wood
luminous.~kat
If you’re new to this blog, a bit of background to explain the verse above. It is a line from each poem or prose from the previous week. Lifted and placed in the order written. A snapshot review of the week. It helps me to prepare for the upcoming week with a clean slate.
A couple of Haiku in response to TJs Household Haiku Challenge…to write about Wood as it inhabits our homes and daily lives.
The first features the newspaper that graces my front porch informing my day with the world’s events. I forget sometimes that these inky sheets of pulp were once trees.
My second Haiku reminds me how far we have come with technology and everyday innovations that enrich and enhance how we live our lives. Once upon a time, dentures were made of wood! Today we have beautiful enamels and veneers, but our first president never had the pleasure or, I’m guessing, the comfort of well-fitted teeth. We have certainly come a long way!
If you would like to read other Haiku on this topic…or add your own, click HERE.
Business people reading paper CREDIT © Image Source RF / Ben Kepler
The Daily Beat
Pulpy sheets of wood
Fuel water cooler powwows
With the daily beat.
Painting by Gilbert Stuart
Shuttered Smile
With teeth made of wood
He never smiled in portraiture
George Washington on ice.
~kat / 23 January 2016
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