contrails and foxtails
a wispy wave
to the morning

~

It’s the last day of February, 2019, and the ending to my practice of writing at least one haiku per day for National Haiku Writers Month–always February. I missed only a couple of days including yesterday. The practice of writing a daily haiku is more of an exercise in taking a closer look at moments that often get ignored or diluted in busy-ness. It’s also a great practice in articulating and editing just enough to give these moments breath and respect. For all of this and more–I am grateful.

~

beginnings and endings
false starts and fine finishes
always in the editing

 

 

Poem To Myself

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Alter Ego
She is elated when I feel down,
crazy when I feel sane,
and knows just what to say
to make everyone laugh and smile –
while I grimace inside each time
someone mangles my name.

Her hair looks windstorm-wonderful when mussed
and un-fussed. Mine falls limp or bedhead-
crinkled at best straight out of the salon.
She curves the air in sky-high stilettos.
I can trip, turn an ankle, ouch and flatten
my arches on flip flops instead.

Wearing a bathing suit, my Alter Ego
bikinis bumps in all the right places – only a Spanx
gruesome girdling wet suit now fits my spaces.
Texting and Instagram eats up her wit and charm.
I try to “tweet on You Tube a Google” long as my arm.
Her Facebook friends multiply like flowers in Spring –
I have a loyal thirty two-ish I’m just guessing.

Despite all of this, we are forever best friends.
She inspires, entertains and imagines herself
into the aha of my life. My Alter Ego dresses for success,
lives for happiness and is the spice of my life.
She is my heroine, soulmate, and close confidant.
Honestly, after all, this for sure I know – she needs me too,

for I am just as much her Alter Ego.

ag ~ 2015

January 11…

Another arctic air blast cruising through. Golden sunflowers in a vase cheerily contradict the 14 degrees just outside. A shoe salesman, Danny, does the same with his upbeat, friendly banter and easy smile, while I shop for waterproof and warm shoe-boots (water shoots?). Happily, this is all it takes these days for a daily sense of discovery and grace along with a smattering of sunshine to keep the blues away.

my mittens recuperate on the radiator handfuls of aubergine

ag ~ 2015