Haiku-A-Day
October was haiku-a-day month, and I participated for the first time this year since I was challenged by my co-sponsor of the Creative Writing Club. Below are the series of haiku I created, reordered by theme.
1 The Creative Mind
finally I sit
to write something creative
computer update
inspiration now
leaves me as I try to write
a cold heart remains
I think that I shall
NEVER SEE a poem built by
a person like ME
forced relaxation
a reason not to respond
to endless questions
2 Dealing with Teaching
Why would a student
not show for midterm?
Job more important
Watching students write
is akin to paint drying.
My life at a halt.
sifting through students
their thoughts incomplete, unaware
lizards before snake
Silence. Early morn.
Grading unending papers.
Praying for an end.
color coding week
new spin on an old idea
get better papers
students still don't know
how to follow directions
to earn decent grade
3 Various Topics
diagnosed with staph
hoping it isn't MRSA
infected anyone?
ghouls, ghosts, gore galore
celebration, spookiness
I hate Halloween.
the cat likes to bite
a rare cuddle turns rabid
she decides it's play
I find it quite odd
men follow on Instagram
though I've not posted
lies in robocalls
never applied for a job
Do they think I'm dumb?
polk-a-dotted dress
flows like a princess's gown
But it has pockets!
see his nonparent
prayed for a way not to go
Hurricane Michael
4 The Self
tick tock tick tock tick
stick stuck stick stuck stick
blah bleh blah bleh blah
sought but never claimed
Perfection sits by herself
I struggle for her
medicated bliss?
NO! The same damn upheavals
'ever readjusting
racing Time's engines
a candle, at both its ends
Fire! Flash! Bang! The end.
5 Marriage
what cannot be said
to those outside the marriage
Partner seeking help,
"I'm the only broken one?"
The marriage screams, "Yes!"
Soul's exhaustion hangs
low, bending all with loaded
weakness. The storm's eye.
worn out from trying
emptied of the fight in me
struggle to remain
deafening silence
how to bridge the growing gap?
all that's left unsaid
GUILT: all and nothing
a specter rising from the
PAST: sins upon the child
sadness, exhaustion
weighty topics unmanaged
my tears stream down
rough seas, green-black slosh
(wo)man overboard. life vest?
drowning silently
purged within, without
opening my soul in trust
clear skies lay ahead
the tumult drives us
tearing, shredding, reshaping
the marriage changing
