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Current Events Haiku mental health Poetry

Broken

You’ve heard of broken

That ugly word describing pain

“A broken woman”

As though she’s shattered

Laying in pieces on the ground

Unmoving. Static.

That’s not what it is

Grief, pain; they’re ever changing

Frenetic, dizzying

No. We’re not broken

Or shattered, or static

We’re simply unmoored

A boat without a dock

A leap without a landing

But not aimless. No.

We know the destination.

We just haven’t spotted it yet.

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family Haiku Poems Poetry

A gentle rhythm

Inhale, exhale, and repeat

Stave off all that’s bad

It’s so hard to start

But the pounding of my feet

And the sweat dripping

Keeps me sane

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Current Events family Haiku Poems Poetry

Cliff’s Edge

Watching her healing

Is terribly frightening

It’s like when a child

Gets close to an edge

You want to snatch them up and

Hug them tight to you

So you’re never scared

But, that’s the problem…you see

Because the healing

Is not about me

She has to heal for herself

All I do is watch

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Education Haiku parenting Poetry

Kids

Labor division

Is never equitable

Where kids are involved

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Haiku parenting Poems Poetry

Scar

Hard work is not done

In the moments or seconds

That come after pain

No, hard work is done

In the smile of encouragement

The breath of patience

The tears of frustration

Hard work is not just blood or sweat

Those are momentary…

Fleeting

Hard work is done

In the creation of the scar

And the faded memory it becomes

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Climate Haiku Poems Poetry

Chasing Sunsets

My car climbs the road

To find a spot over the trees

And all the houses

Just to catch a glimpse

Of fraying clouds burnished gold

Slashed over mountains

A sunset, bright and bleeding

It’s a reminder

Things that might seem torn

Or damaged or shredded

Are still achingly beautiful

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family Haiku Poems Poetry

Inevitable

Inevitable.

A word we use

And we overuse

Inevitable

We say; knowing that our friend

(Who’s boyfriend we don’t like, by the way)

Had a stormy break up

It’s never surprising

It’s inevitable

When a perfect movie star

Gives birth to the most perfect baby

Who’s perfect silver spoon lands them

Directly in trouble…

and it’s filmed.

Inevitable.

When the earth makes another trip around the sun

And the morning stretches and the night yawns

And it happens again

And again

Until you’ve seen 10,000 new days.

Except. It’s not. Inevitable

That the clouds will fray at the edges with that shade of pink blush from your mothers fake leather make-up bag

That same shade you’d smear on your finger and pat on your cheek until you’d made a hole in the powder.

And is now inexpertly lighting up the western sky with the same bright intensity as a two year old in her mother’s

Cheap fake leather make-up bag

It’s not inevitable

That the stars will look like that Pearl necklace of your grandmas that night in eighth grade some boy named…

Brandon

Kisses your cheek during the firework show at a theme park.

No.

Because it is not.

Inevitable.

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Haiku Poetry Teaching

Rehearsal

Plunking piano

A chiffon haze fills the room

Muscles stretch and tense

I rise on my toes

A ballerina wannabe

Watching professionals

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Climate Haiku Poetry

Signs of Spring

A bruised sky looming

Black tinged and brushed with purple

Pink blossoms stare up

Incandescent

Mouths open, waiting for rain

The sky takes a breath

And the bruise darkens

Droplets slip down the window

Tracing tears on the glass

Angry, the clouds harden

Tears change to sideways torrents

Drowning the flowers

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Climate Haiku Poetry

Ocular Pigmentation

I stare up

Green trees haloed by a cornflower sky

The bristles of their green brush

Sway back and forth, propelled by the wind

The tree tips are haloed by a brightness

It casts a relief about them, outlining and softening their coarse edges

That Aura I see is a trick of the eye and the light.

And probably has some fancy name.

Like Ocular pigmentation.

But to me, here in the wilderness.

It’s magic.