What the Ear Hears . . .

I remember so vividly my grandmother telling my sister and me that she would far rather lose a limb than her sight or hearing so she wouldn’t miss seeing our faces and hearing our voices. I don’t remember what prompted the discussion. I just know it made quite the impression and has stuck with me over the years. This week’s focused haiku prompts were all about the sounds we hear. I was surprised by how difficult this prompt ended up being despite the fact that music and sound has always been such an integral part of my life. I did manage to write to the daily prompt but am just sharing two this time.

April flowers brought May showers this year. . . wherefore art thou, Sun?

Along with COVID vaccination #2, May has brought weather designed to induce whiplash. Granted — it’s the Pacific NW and that’s how we roll here. But I was hoping for some outdoor time on the trails and preferably not with rain, wind and temperatures more reminiscent of March. On the bright side, during sunny warm days, I’ve been able to wander different trails and muse on the glories of life renewing itself. May these glimpses of Spring bring you joy.

Rhododendron at Tumwater Falls Park.
Trillium at Twanoh State Park.
Honeysuckle along the Chehalis-Western trail.

No April showers . . . does this mean no May flowers?

Don’t get me wrong — the sunshine and warmth are lovely after a long winter of housebound semi-isolation. But the “flowering” part of spring looks to be on track for a very short tenure with the daffodils already fading and the greenery already showing signs of drying out too much too fast. I am *fingers crossed* really hoping that we don’t have a fire season like last year. If April could send one or two solid showers this week? Drip, drip, drop little April showers . . .

Nonetheless, April’s dedication to poetry continues. Here’s one offering from this last week. Enjoy!

Prompt–trove: stellar jay alarm/we look for wisdom/in morning coffee

In like a lamb . . .

And so April, the month of poetry worship and writing, has blossomed like the pearlescent cherry trees, daffodil sun spots, I-love-thee tulips and pollen-driven sneezing. Normally, I carefully follow and respond to the daily prompts hosted on the NaPoWriMo site, but this year I am continuing with my haiku discipline and taking a weekly poetry workshop. So for these first 10 days in April, here’s a sample of both worlds:

Flight of the Hummingbird

Haiku Prompt: Balsam — soul peace/the smell of rain/after hot sun

March Madness: The End Game

Although March has a few more days left in it, I am off to enjoy some R&R and fun family time, so I won’t be responding to the last few days’ worth of March haiku prompts. But hopefully these have offered you something to muse over or nibble on and contemplate all the ways we can rise up to become our better selves in times of crisis, or at least find our inner snarky sense of humor. Enjoy!

Prompt:  portraits of lost cats – on display inside the local portaloo — his surprise/grafitti in a loo/pussy lost & found
Prompt: road workers — still under/improvement/labor wins
Prompt: road cones— new blossoms/guide shy steps/into adventure
Prompt: detour after detour — furry catkins/day to day choice/of a walking path
Prompt: container and prompt: filling the gaps — what goes in/must come out/love fills the gap

March Madness, Part 3

March’s prompted haiku journey through tough times that can sometimes bring out the best in people continues! I’m not sure I’ve captured the best in response to every prompt, but I may have achieved the goal a time or two. Read on for glimpses into child’s play, stories in the car, signs of spring, and a bit of social commentary.

Prompt: hi-vis — sure signs/pollen and fluff/tickle my nose
Prompt: tarpaulin — his smile/my tarpaulin/against tears
Prompt: sinkhole — coin toss/uneven odds but/i take the plunge
Prompt: portaloos in our street — blue sentinels/like other offers of help/unused

March Madness, continued

And so we continue our prompted haiku journey through adversity that can bring out a “community’s culture and creativity” in response, hopefully “spiced with humor.” I confess to struggling somewhat with the humor — but may have succeeded once. At any rate, here’s the latest week’s offerings for your enjoyment. All feedback welcome.

Prompt: swapping stories — honey bees circle/snow blossoms/we swap tall tales
Prompt: tsunami — color spots/in a gloomy yard/this worn trowel
Prompt: aftershock — it passed my lips/right to my hips/next gen angst
Prompt: volunteers — helping hands/concerned community/lines bleak nests
Prompt: broken crockery — this treasure/bound by glue/my peppermint dreams

March Madness

One of the lovely things about the NaHaiWriMo Facebook group is that the prompts continue year ’round rather than just in February. This month’s prompter has asked us to consider challenging events — in this case, earthquakes — and how adversity can “stimulate community spirit and inspire culture and creativity.”

March 1: fault line

fault line/buried dreams/find daylight

March 2: earth shaking

standing firm/on sacred ground/fractivists unite

March 3: power cut

east wind darkens

the Columbia gorge~

candlelit windows

March 4: meeting the neighbors

through frosted glass/i see my neighbor’s faces/stolen moments

March 5: emergency kit

Ziplock bags/filled with hope/school tradition

March 6: evacuation

lost time chasing/childhood dreams/gold sunrise

March 7: a new crack

below the rumble/each crack exposes new strength/golden repair

This February’s National Haiku Writing Month has been chock-full of fun prompts. Today’s was Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds, which created both the expected earworm and encouraged a little wander into the Pacific Northwest’s edible winter fungi, and then from there to the fascinating world of psilocybin mushrooms, otherwise known as “magic mushrooms.” So, today’s response led to a bit of Senryū fun in haiga form. I took this picture while hiking the Bob Bammert Grove in January and have been waiting for the perfect moment to play with it — found!

Reader Warning! Get educated first before harvesting or sampling wild mushrooms.