It’s Poetry Friday (actually Saturday morning). Thank you to Jone at Check it Out for hosting.
At the end of November, I saw Mary Lee Hahn’s haiku challenge. A challenge to heal our souls with a little poetry.
At the time, I thought, how perfect. A place to check in and take a breath. I shall read. I’m a fan of short and simple.
And then, I thought, perhaps I’ll try. Counting gives me fits, but it’s only three lines. No pressure. So for the past ten days, I sit and play with words. A daily journal.
Thank you, Mary Lee and all who share a #haikuforhealing.
Your words make my heart smile.
First Ten Days
red sky daybreak brings
patchwork blue and white morning
sunlight sneaks above
the darkness silhouetting
bravely undressed trees
above California blooms
sweet winter whirring
refracting waves wash
worn pebbles, tidepool critters
breathe deep, in and out
cloud cover tries to steal
the hope of day still light leaks
promises to keep
solstice stars and planets rise
chilly nights evoke
cravings for piles of blankets
cups of steaming soup
strange silent classroom
empty chairs, lights out, door shuts
crickets come to life
dreams and hope hang
on little shoulders walking home
uphill climb ahead
haiku thoughts sprinkle
early morning late night hours
moments of solace