Blog Post #359
Today is International Haiku Day — so of course, I did what anyone would do — I wrote a haiku!
It was a gorgeous day and my haiku is a tribute to the season. I love walking outdoors and noticing the budding trees and the blossoming shrubs. It lightens my soul and brightens my day to see flowers poking their heads out of the earth, preparing to burst forth in a showy hue. Soon the world will be awash in the beautiful colours of spring: fresh green, vibrant yellow, deep red and bright pink. I love the vibrancy of Spring!
Spring’s beauty unfolds
red tulips wave in the breeze
tree buds unfurl green
After our long winter, it is exhilarating to see daffodils sway in the breeze, to notice the budding branches and to find rhododendrons getting ready to explode their colour throughout the neighbourhood. The cherry trees have finally blossomed and Vancouver is swathed in the frothy pink of delicate petals.
Morning sun rises
warm spring breezes stir the air
cherry blossoms falls
Blog Post #346
I’m tired and the thought of my comfy bed is uppermost in my mind — so why am I still sitting here ostensibly writing a blog post, but browsing through my Pinterest feed instead?
Could that Café Verona I slurped down at 5:00 pm be keeping my brain buzzing with a million whirling thoughts? Or am I a crazy person too stubborn to call it a day and relax into the sweet peacefulness of sleep?
Sleep is beckoning
stumble to my bed yawning
sweet dreams are waiting
Blog Post #345
Every moment is a fresh beginning.
~ T. S. Eliot
T.S. Eliot was a British essayist, publisher, playwright, literary and social critic, and one of the major poets of the twentieth century. His quote above was taken from his 1935 play, The Cocktail Party and is a reminder that you are not bound by your mistakes or negative experiences. You can have a fresh start at every new moment.
Words to remember.
Blog Post #339
The snow has melted
trees stand stark against the sky
spring rain falls softly
Our long, cold winter is over and even though spring has brought more rain than sunshine, we’re happy because the snow has disappeared, the air is warmer and we can feel the promise of summer. Yesterday, on my way to work, I noticed that the trees and shrubs were beginning to bud! I even spotted a few rhododendrons blooming, their vibrant red petals ablaze in the dull morning light.
And at last, the cherry trees are burgeoning with the fresh, delicate pinkness of a thousand flowers just in time for the Vancouver Cherry Blossom Festival 2017. This annual event includes many activities including the popular VCBF 2017 Haiku Invitational which is now open for submissions. You have until June 1st, 2017 to enter — so grab your pencils and start writing!
Blog Post #325
I was calm and relaxed, enjoying some solitude while reading after dinner. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed a flash of movement. It was my cat — she was on the hunt and she obviously had her prey in sight. Attack! She looked so chagrined when her trophy disappeared in a little cloud. I think it’s time to vacuum under my couch!
I was amused by her tracking skills — but she just walked away with a final swat at a bit of lingering fuzz.
The cat prowls on the hunt
stalking unseen mice and birds
snares a dust bunny
Blog Post #318
Today is Tuesday and that usually means “Haikuesday” — but today, I have nothing, nada, zip, zero. So … no haiku!
Instead, I found one of my favourite poems that I want to share with you. I have loved this poem ever since I first read it in high school many, many years ago.
I still love it.
I hope you enjoy it.
I stepped from plank to plank
So slow and cautiously;
The stars about my head I felt,
About my feet the sea.
I knew not but the next
Would be my final inch,–
This gave me that precarious gait
Some call experience.
~ Emily Dickinson
Blog Post #312
Today, I saw a hashtag on Twitter that intrigued me: #wishfulwednesday — and it got me thinking about wishes.
We all yearn for things and wishing seems to be part of our everyday life. We wish upon a star, we make wishes when we blow out our birthday candles, or when we blow on a dandelion gone to seed. We toss coins into wishing wells. We offer our best wishes and we snap a turkey “wishbone” in the hopes our fondest dreams come true.
Hopes and dreams, we all have them and we all, at one time or another, wish fervently for them to materialize. For instance, I wish would win the lottery — just once!
I have other wishes too — big ones — maybe impossible ones. Wishes for peace. Hopes for an end to intolerance and hate. Dreams of saving this planet and everything on it.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox, an American poet and author, penned this poem, which I think it fits well into this post.
Do you wish the world were better?
Let me tell you what to do:
Set a watch for your actions,
Keep them always straight and true;
Rid tour mind of selfish motives;
Let your thoughts be clean and high.
You can make a little Eden
Of the sphere you occupy.
Do you wish the world were wiser?
Well, suppose you made a start,
By accumulating wisdom
In the scrapbook of your heart:
Do not waste one page on folly;
Live to learn, and learn to live.
If you want to give men knowledge
You must get it, ere you give.
Do you wish the world were happy?
Then remember day by day
Just to scatter seeds of kindness
As you pass along the way;
For the pleasures of the many
May ofttimes traced to one,
As the hand that plants an acorn
Shelters armies from the sun.
~ Ella Wheeler Wilcox
What do you wish for?
Blog Post #311
We’ve had a tough winter here on the Lower Mainland. I mean, it was brutal — for us Westcoasters. We aren’t accustomed to harsh weather — oh, sure, we get snow in the winter. Only, it is not usually much snow and it usually doesn’t hang around too long. This year, the snow fell at the beginning of December — AND IT STAYED — and stayed. We had our “winter wonderland” for two entire months!!
Finally, in February, the last of the snow disappeared and everyone rejoiced.
Until today. It started to snow… big, fluffly flakes began to fall. And even though, the “storm” abated and the snow all disappeared as the clouds drifted on and the sun came out — you could hear the cries and pleas of “No more snow!” and “Bring on summer!”
The forecast is for warmer weather accompanied by rain, rain, and more rain — in other words, a typical beginning to a Vancouver March.
This crazy weather prompted me to write this haiku — an homage of sorts to this winter. The ending though, is wishful thinking!!
Glittering flakes fall / They swirl silently downward / To melt on the ground
Blog Post #304
dried bouquet, the scent lingers
love’s bloom fills the house