Category: Haiku

Peppermint Scented Cat

Whiskers a foot long
Her black coat soft, tinged with gray
Smells of peppermint

My own bonny cat
Thirteen years to her credit
Smells of peppermint

Like a dowager
Awaiting a grandchild’s call
Smells of peppermint

Luxuriant pose
Paws stretch horizontally
Smells of peppermint

Scout, my feline fair
Lingered, languished within sheets
Smells of peppermint

I’ve been trying to ward off spiders by using peppermint essential oils mixed with water as a spray for our bedding. Scout, our older cat, has become something of a peppermint junkie. She lounges about on my bed all day, smells wonderful, and seems to be spider-free.

peace, people!

Let It Shine

  
Once we shone like stars
sparkling with brilliance untold,
emanating joy

  
We knew no hatred,
no prejudice shrouded eyes
dimmed our radiance

  
God I promised then
hide it under a bushel?
no! I’ll let it shine

Room for Words

  
Grandiose refuge

For readers of every ilk

Free ideas here!

  
Homespun collection

Cozy repository

Infinite value.

  

 
Enter worlds of words

With reverent abandon

Viva libraries!

A Little Vine Music

  
Creeping curving clef

Bold stroke twining garden’s staff

In the key of green

  

Floral fusion blooms

A visual melody

Music to the eyes

  

Strains softly entwine

Noted lines in four four time

Pianissimo

Climb

stairway to heaven
stars align to point the way
no turning back now

  

each step a blessing
every breath a prayer
walk always in peace

  

climb without ceasing
love with no reservation
embrace every soul

  

Texas Panhandle Haiku

  

Wander treeless plain

Skirting cactus carefully

Prairie grasses wave

  

Broad blue Texas sky

Wrangling clouds into corrals

Get along, dogies!

  
Guardian windmill

Lighthouse without a beacon

Welcoming landmark.


Solitude

Solitude breaks hearts
Yet may heal a thousand wounds
Only time will tell

  
Darkness cries softly
Find comfort in my warm depths
Embraced by nature

  
Torch away the night
Bring light to every corner
Lest I die alone.

  

Evening Lake Haiku

Green cast of twilight
birds’ song floating from tall trees
forest peace descends

  
Lake without ripples
leafy reflections confound
filtered light descends

  
Red chairs keeping watch
over sunset’s still water
silent guardians

  

Wine Talking

Is wine the culprit
for the mistakes made tonight,
or for my regrets?

Only I claim fault
for my words, unrepentant;
no pinot to blame.

But the warmth inside
ameliorates the guilt
soothes me off my feet.

  

Decorating on the Run

dinosaur attacks
relatively infrequent
panic inducing

  

Hanging around at Tallahassee Nurseries on Tuesday I ran into this fellow.   

And these folks.  
So, do I want to decorate my garden courtyard in early prehistoric or timeless religion?