Thursday, October 27, 2016

Wednesday Haiku - Maybe It's Still Wednesday Somewhere (I'm Too Lazy to Look It Up)

Struggle to get up
Early continues today.
Keep hitting the snooze.

Update regarding the title. No, it was not still Wednesday anywhere.

Wednesday, October 19, 2016

Wednesday Haiku

Writing new Wednesday
Haiku could consume my night.
I'll dash something up.

Thursday, October 13, 2016

Wednesday Haiku-Late Again

Soft breeze tugs red,
golden leaves from pure blue sky.
Still, spray plumes shore rocks.

Wednesday, October 05, 2016

Wednesday Night Haiku

Old Kaya Dog and
Pub trivia at Tighthead,
Dianne's good people.

Tuesday, October 04, 2016

Wednesday Haiku Bonus Tuesday Edition

Calling and beating
Rocket arches wings to glide,
Mallard descending.

Monday, October 03, 2016

Wednesday Haiku Bonus Monday Edition

Leaden sky over
A sea of rippling pewter.
Autumn comes in gray.

Sunday, October 02, 2016

Wednesday Haiku, Bonus Sunday Edition

Walking in drizzle
Not fun like summer downpour
At least no lightning

Saturday, October 01, 2016

Wednesday Haiku - This Is Getting Ridiculous

I plumb forgot to post on Wednesday night. I planned to post on Thursday night and failed. Friday went back into the "plumb forgot" category. To make amends, I might just declare each of the next three days a Wednesday and put up a new haiku each day. The benefit to the "plumb forgetting" was that I read the final chapter of Eugene Peterson's book Tell It Slant : A Conversation on the Language of Jesus in His Stories and Prayers. Peterson's discussion on praying in the name of Jesus and the sacredness of language inspired this haiku.

Lofty speech in prayer
Concealing our hearts and shame,
Praying fig-leaf words.