Archive | August 2015

A Year in Haiku

You know that old adage, time flies when you’re having fun? Looks like there is definitely some truth to that statement.  Well, time flies by anyway so why not do something you enjoy.  At least you’ll have something to look forward to on a daily (or weekly) basis. I can hardly believe a year has passed since I stumbled upon RonovanWrites and his Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge.

While on Twitter, I started noticing all these little poems people were posting.  They were so wordy and full of meaning in only 140 characters.  Each had a different hashtag but as days went on I’d notice the same hashtags pop up on different poems.  I thought maybe it was a certain theme or topic but I just couldn’t figure out the link.  Finally, I asked one of the women I met through my blog, who I noticed was a participant in this poetry, what it was all about.  She explained about poetry prompts and gave me the names of a few accounts to check out on Twitter.

Long story short, I eventually found this Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge in it’s 8th week.  Initially, I was like… ugh, Haiku?  What the heck is Haiku anyway?  I remember hearing about it in grade school when we had brief lessons on poetry style but that was about it.  Luckily, Ronovan had a section on his blog that explained exactly what Haiku is.  Three lines of poetry, each line is broken down into syllables (5/7/5), the 1st & 2nd lines should be a complete sentence and the 2nd & 3rd lines should also be a complete sentence.  And if you’ve mastered the art, your Haiku will have two opposing themes.

I tried my hand at it.  It’s definitely not easy to write only three lines of poetry that has real meaning, let alone having to count syllables.  However, once you get the knack of it, it’s very rewarding.  In fact, I enjoyed it so much, after my first try, I went back and made up for the ones I had missed since there were only 7.  I’ve participated in every week’s challenge, some weeks I had more to say than others and came up with more than one Haiku.  And now, here we are at Week #60.  My year in Haiku has been nothing short of amazing.  The other bloggers that participate have become regulars and I always look forward to reading their entries as well.

If you are inclined, all of my Haiku are here, for you to enjoy.

#60 – Prompts: Bridge & Move
To move our readers,
Finding ways to bridge intr’sts,
Poetry is one.

#59 – Prompts: Bird & Red (1 of 2)
Flying from their nests,
Non-stop tears and a red nose,
Your baby has grown,

#59 – Prompts: Bird & Red (2 of 2)
A breathtaking bird,
Beautiful red cardinal.
From winter to fall.

#58 – Prompts: Rise & Save (See pic)
A measly attempt,
Saving one’s soul from Satan,
Few make ascension.

#57 – Prompts: Must & Bust
We must try harder,
To understand each other,
Seize traits in common.

#56 – Prompts: Luck & Hope
Time will heal all wounds,
Hopefully that phrase is true,
If so, we’re lucky.

#55 – Prompts: Five & Thrive (1 of 2)
Someone is missing,
While another pleads the fifth,
Live, laugh, love and thrive.

#55 – Prompts: Five & Thrive (2 of 2)
With my five fingers,
I can make the Vulcan sign,
Live long and prosper.

#54 – Prompts: Free & Think (See pic)
Nevermind your thoughts,
As I view my reflection,
Freedom looks so good.

#53 – Prompts: Guide & Mad
Our lives are fleeting,
Choosing anger will rob you,
Let peace guide your days.

#52 – Prompts: Silent & Loud (See pic)
Silent excitement,
Builds great anticipation,
Time to live out loud.

#51 – Prompts: Future & Give (See pic)
Give faith a fair chance,
Believing in the unknown,
Can bless your future.

#50 – Prompts: Gain & Hound (See pic)
With age comes knowledge,
Always choose love over lust,
Steer clear of mongrels.

#49 – Prompts: Lock & Gab (See clip)
Incessant chatter,
Filled with mundane rhetoric,
Fasten the muzzle.

#48 – Prompts: Inspire & Loss (See pic)
No matter the loss,
You can find inspiration,
And gain perspective.

#47 – Prompts: Water & Bard
Bard you say is me,
When sorrow pours from my pen,
With an ocean’s depth.

#46 – Prompts: Think & Fresh (See pic)
No past memories,
When I think of the future,
A fresh start excites.

#45 – Prompts: Pitch & Time
Weekly prompts are pitched,
Usual suspects join in,
Must finish on time.

#44 – Prompts: Charge & Lovers (See pic)
Their chapter and verse,
Lovers cloaked by the shadows,
Valiantly take charge.

#43 – Prompts: Source & Thought
This beautiful man,
The source of my every thought,
Faith, hope and focus.

#42 – Prompts: Love & Last
I was your first love,
Falling deep and forever,
You will be my last.

#41 – Prompts: Want & Tatters (See clip)
Set in wanton ways,
A wood chipper turns me on,
Oh, how it tatters.

#40 – Prompts: New & Time
Time spent together,
Reminiscing of young love,
Making new mem’ries.

As a new day dawns,
We breathe in rhythym and rhyme,
Our hearts know no time.

Twin flames burn as one,
Two souls forever embraced,
Thus, the time is near.

#39 – Prompts: Vie & Reach
A far reach for love,
To vie for one’s attention,
Countless ways to end.

#38 – Prompts: Ill & Rest (See pic)
Your ill fate is sealed,
No one escapes Karma’s wrath,
Best to get your rest.

#37 – Prompts: Foul & Sweet
It was a sweet thought,
Happily ever after,
Turned foul in your hands.

Your foul stench lingers,
As my lungs gasp for fresh air,
Sweet freedom blows in.

#36 – Prompts: Field & Beacon (1 of 2)
Her beacon of hope,
Contemplating the next move,
Waits in flower fields.

#36 – Prompts: Field & Beacon (2 of 2)
I can hear John sing,
Strawberry Fields, forever
a beacon of peace.

#35 – Prompts: Miss & Past
That place in the past,
When life was simple and pure,
Oh, how I miss it.

#34 – Prompts: Beast & Day
Fresh start with daylight,
Inner beast remains at bay,
Until darkness calls.

#33 – Prompts: Fame & War (1 of 2)
Dreams of infamy,
Thoughts on how to end this war,
Battle your own mind.

#33 – Prompts: Fame & War (2 of 2)
Enemy lines drawn,
Lose this battle win the war,
With no claim to fame.

#32 – Prompts: Rare & Harsh
Harsh reality,
Secrets veiled with a smile,
Genuine joy, rare.

#31 – Prompts: Wait & Move (See pic)
Two hearts in limbo,
Out of sight means out of mind,
Both wait for one move.

#30 – Prompts: Force & Free (See pic)
Force will not reveal,
Winning hand held tight chested,
Nothing trumps freedom.

#29 – Prompts: Fret & Chill
Go ahead and grieve,
Longing to mend past actions,
Chills your very core.

#28 – Prompts: Pop & Fail
New bundle of joy,
Too young to be mom and pop,
Love and marriage fail.

#27 – Prompts: Joy & Freedom (View pic)
Visions of freedom,
The taste, touch and smell of it,
A joyous silence.

#26 – Prompts: Empty & Bedlam
Awake and prepared,
Able to thrive in bedlam,
and slumber in peace.

#25 – Prompts: New & Old
With new horizons,
Shadows of the old linger,
As long as allowed.

#24 – Prompts: Innocence & Life
Claim your innocence,
With no tears for the life lost,
Contemplate your own.

#23 – Prompts: Night & Breathe
Dreaming vividly,
Overnight hours rush by,
Leaving me breathless.

#22 – Prompts: Belong & Run
The heart belongs free,
With no deed of ownership,
Free to run and soar.

#21 – Prompts: View & Revenge
In view of your death,
Revenge is most desired,
Justice is prayed for.

#20 – Prompts: Hunt & Wind
Pursuing the truth,
Quite the tiresome journey,
Winded by deceit.

#19 – Prompts: Deep & Truth
Authenticity,
A character strength or flaw,
Depends on the depth.

#18 – Prompts: Stress & Hold (See pic)
Secrets held in vain,
Stressful burden no longer,
Peace of mind awaits.

#17 – Prompts: Focus & Stray
Her mischievous grin,
Focused on the passing clouds,
Straying thought to thought.

#16 – Prompts: Haunt & Release
An err in judgment,
Haunting images released,
With peace yet to come.

#15 – Prompts: Promise & Gift
If your heart is true,
The gift of life resonates,
Promises abound.

#14 – Prompts: Shine & Potential
Dare to shine, just know,
Potential is subjective,
A work in progress.

#13 – Prompts: Spirit & Flight (See pic)
Focused on the moon,
My spirit is awakened,
Yearning to take flight.

#12 – Prompts: Study & Creature (See pic)
Wistfully study,
Every move, step, glance and breath,
Beckon the creature.

#11 – Prompts: Drive & Psycho
Psychological
Battles neither one will win,
Fuels drive for exit.

#10 – Prompts: Create & Destroy
With clouds in my eyes,
Hopes and dreams are created,
While destruction lurks.

#9 – Prompts: Fluffy & Rainbow
Her flowing tears end,
The fluffy tissues are gone,
A rainbow remains.

#8 – Prompts: Rage & Flammable (My 1st Haiku)
His flammable rage,
Sears in to her very soul.
Relief when she’s cold.

#7 – Prompts: Pain & Peace
Colorful canvas,
Full of sacrifice and pain,
Yet peaceful and sane.

#6 – Prompts: Flare & Shadow (See pic)
Her bruises burning,
Like heat from a thousand flares,
The shade keeps her cool.

#5 – Prompts: Cold & Heat
Hot passionate hate,
Cutting to his very core,
Coldly she wants more.

#4 – Prompts: Acceptance & Rejection
Accepting no more,
She rejects his tearful pleas,
As she packs her bags.

#3 – Prompts: Chaos & Calm
Sheer chaotic wrath,
Pounding calmly at her door,
The devil wants more.

#2 – Prompts: Turtle & Snail
Years pass by swiftly,
With the speed of a turtle,
The snail tries to leave.

#1 – Prompts: Silent & Loud (See pic)
Hiding with a smile,
Her painfully silent tears.
So loud, no one hears.

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More of my poetry pics are on Pinterest.

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College Bound

This week’s haiku prompt challenge words, Bird & Red, immediately caught my attention because my favorite bird is the cardinal and I’ve had a picture I planned to use a few weeks ago – waiting in the wings (no pun intended).  However, as I started playing with the words my brain was drawn to more of a metaphorical haiku for several of my friends that have just sent their first born off to college.  So, I ended up with two haiku for week #59.

College Bound
Flying from their nests,
Non-stop tears and a red nose,
Your babe’s fully grown.

Year Round Beauty
A breathtaking bird,
Beautiful red cardinal.
From winter to fall.

As always, thank you to RonovanWrites for hosting our Weekly Haiku Prompt Challenge.

The F-Word

It’s about time that I make an appearance and talk about things. There seems to be a build up of thoughts and emotions that have clogged the flow of words from getting to this screen.  For several weeks now, I’ve had an emotional surge and have wanted to come here immediately to release.  Of course, work and life get in the way and all I end up with is my weekly Haiku, which I love, but my life is not all about counting syllables and rhyming.

So.  Here I am.  Mid thought.  Hoping to dump out a bit of what has brought me here without it being all moshed up, and after reading you think…what is she even talking about?  Maybe I should start jotting down thoughts as I have the urge to write just so that I don’t forget what it is I wanted to say.  Anyway, here’s hoping I don’t start rambling and that this makes some sense.

As part of my “self-healing” process, I’ve been taking part in an online chat group with some other Domestic Violence survivors that I’ve met over the last two years.  It takes place on Twitter every Monday night at 9pm EST under #domesticviolencechat – brainchild of Lindsay Fischer (aka @LinsFischer) usually accompanied by her trusty group assistant, Amy Thomson (aka @AMarie9619).  There has been a decent round robin of participants.  Some people stop by every week while some take a pass depending on the topic at hand, as it could be triggering.  Others, I’m sure, just read along without saying anything, if only just to know they’re not alone.

Last week, the topic was forgiveness.  “Forgiveness of our abusers, of ourselves and of others who were not there for us either by choice or ignorance.”  I had made the suggestion.  I’m sure we had covered this topic a while back but forgiveness seems to be one of those ever evolving enigmas.  As survivors begin to heal, I think, their thoughts on forgiveness change.

(Way back) In the beginning, when I started to share my story, I discussed the elusive Missing Ingredient.  Forgiveness.  I pondered “How can I forgive my husband for years of abuse?”  What I came up with were reasons to forgive myself.  At that point, only two months into pouring out my story, I wasn’t sure I could ever forgive my abuser and I certainly wasn’t sure I was ready to forgive myself.  I understood all of the reasons why it is beneficial but it was still too early.

Yet again, two months after initially discussing this topic, I posted Forgiveness 101 and still  I was unsure of where I stood.  I had read an article by Deepak Chopra, which read in part:

Some people are so ashamed that they can’t bring themselves to tell anyone their secret. The result is the worst kind of guilt, that festers inside with no chance for relief. If you feel that you have this kind of deep guilt, you must still find a way to believe that you are forgiven. You may have to take baby steps to get there.

In reading back my post and the article, I could see how close I was.  Just on the outskirts of understanding the necessity of this “F-word”.  I knew somehow it was key but I wasn’t sure how to obtain it and I wasn’t even sure I deserved it – let alone give it away to my abuser.

Since then…it’s been something along these lines:

“Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back, everything is different.” ~ C.S. Lewis

And by that I mean, I can’t pinpoint when it happened or even how I’ve changed but I can feel something different.  It’s this bizarre internal feeling.  Almost evolutionary.  Maybe enlightenment.  I’m not sure.  All I know is, I feel good.  Mentally.  For the first time in a long time, my mind is clear and focused.  It’s weird.  Kind of like an out of body experience.  As if to say, I’m aware of my awareness. If that makes any sense.

So back to last week’s #domesticviolencechat group session.  I didn’t think about it when I was in the moment.  It wasn’t until someone retweeted my comment:

“I forgive myself for falling prey to my abuser. I was 17 and didn’t know how to ask for help.”

Wow.  That’s an eye opener.  First thing, apparently I forgive myself.  Kudos to me.  And the other thing, which is huge, is that I don’t think I ever allowed myself to acknowledge the fact that I was indeed a kid.  Probably because back then, when I was a kid, I was so intent on being a grown-up.  Plus, I had a lot of responsibility at a young age, so I always felt grown-up.  In comparing me at the age of 17 and my own daughters when they were that age, I was a grown-up!  There’s no comparison to the way the kids are today and the way we were in the 70’s and 80’s. Granted, it was a different time, no matter where you were raised.

Nevertheless, this statement I made, almost unaware, really opened my eyes.

I was a kid pretending to be a grown-up who got caught up in a world of unexpected trouble with no real skills on how to get out of it. For those of you that can’t comprehend the intensity of the situation that child was in, for those of you that judge her choices and for those of you who think she deserved everything that came her way…I forgive you.

Most of all, I forgive her.

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My story starts HERE.

Read more about Lindsay Fisher.

Read more about Amy Thomson.

Humanity

This week Ronovan decided to have a little fun with us and issued rhyming prompt words Bust & Must.  However, being my typical rebellious self, I said NO to rhyme time and decided to consult the thesaurus – to no avail.  I wasn’t in love with the switch up in words and couldn’t find my poetic niche for the ones I wanted to use. So, here is my attempt for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge #57.

We must try harder,
To understand each other,
Seize traits in common.

In two sentence format:
We must try harder to understand each other.
To understand each other seize traits in common.

Unstoppable

Yesterday, I watched this ad and it struck a chord. The light bulb went on or maybe I had an “aha moment”. Not only because I’m a woman or because I have two daughters but it made me realize how much impact the words of others have on us. All of us. Because of our gender. Because of the color of our skin. Because of where we live. Because of the amount of money we have. There always seems to be someone drawing a line and telling us to stay behind it. Telling us what we can and can’t do.

Sometimes, we believe them.

I love the way Always put this ad together. The importance of letting our youth know there are no limits is something we can’t put on hold.  More specifically, due to the continuing limits placed on females as a society, if that starts in youth, it truly has a very damaging effect on the psyche.  This can lead to decisions that will end up wreaking havoc in a young girl’s mind that may very well change the course of her life.  It’s true, woman have come a long way since the 1800’s and even from the 1950’s but when you continually hear that “you can’t” do something it becomes your truth and eventually you don’t even try.

Self worth has no limit.

Healing Wounds

Today’s prompt words made me think of the phrase “Not all wounds are visible.”  Along with my own personal story, there are many others that have been through the same situation.  There are some out there that think because there is not physical violence that they are not in an abusive situation.

This haiku is for all of us.

Haiku Challenge #56

Prompts: Luck & Hope
Time will heal all wounds,
Hopefully that phrase is true,
If so, we’re lucky.