For poetry, I claim avidity
Swear my writing is laced with lucidity
But the critics all say
Don’t quit your job, day
For it’s really a bunch of vapidity
So to ward off my thoughts of morbidity
I determine to run with rapidity
But untying my shoes
I lie down for a snooze
I would run but for all this humidity
And it’s true that for words I am avid
To express touchy thoughts I’m not pavid
So I do labor long
With words weak and strong
To create pieces fluid and gravid
Copyright © Thomas Ward 2017
sunrise reflection
momentary quietude
centered start to day
midday crises felt
temporary unbalance
handle best we can
sunset reflection
experiencing oneness
harmony restored
Last week I tried a Tenacious haiku using the preceding week’s 7 words and no others. I had to wait for 9 prompts to get the 17 syllables this time, but here’s this week’s offering:
Climbing blindly, pleased
Measure timely opaque jolt
Cranky unravel
It would be fun to see other variations if you care to post them in comments. You could even cheat a little by adding a word or two or not adhering to the 5-7-5 model. Ah, come on..you know you want to… 🙂
Trying (tenaciously) to fit all last week’s words (and no others) into a single haiku.
pause, cusp denial
heal tenacious champion
prudent outlier
Hoping some will reply with different versions. 🙂
Copyright © Thomas Ward 2017
Haiku (of sorts)
how are we to heal
bleeding planet gashed by hate
one heart at a time
how are we to heal
weeping planet asking love
one heart at a time
how are we to heal
reaching now to different ones
one heart at a time
Explanation, skip if too boring: I typically don’t explain what I write. The words will either stand or fall on their own, but I wanted to give a bit of background on this. First, I thought about the old parable about the grandfather telling his grandson that there are two wolves always at war inside each of us, one representing hatred and fear, the other representing love and bravery. When the grandson asks which one wins, the grandfather answers “the one you feed.” Let us feed our loving wolves. Second “one heart at a time” is an adaptation of the story from which the title of Anne Lamott’s book, Bird by Bird, derives. She describes how her brother was daunted by needing to complete a long report on birds, and her father kindly advised “Bird by bird, buddy. Just take it bird by bird.” None of us can accomplish the seemingly daunting task of healing the world alone. But we can each take it heart by heart, one heart at a time. Finally, I’ve never tried haiku before but the phrase “how are we to heal” would not leave me alone, so its five syllables was a start.
Copyright © Thomas Ward 2017
Champion?
Musing
Perusing musings
Winnings
Losings
Choosings
Don’tings, Do-zings
Floozing?
Boozing
Doping, Coping, Hoping
Goals. Tolls, Roles
Training, Gaining
Refraining
More musing
Off and on
Snoozing
Thrice achoozing
Pollen’s amusing
Many thoughts
Ink Blot
Champion
Copyright © Thomas Ward 2017
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