Friday, November 18, 2011

Day 323

Every moment, change!
Today expectations veer
Off guard yet ready

Day 322

luck is slippery
slide and grab it by the tail
kiss then set it free

Day 321

joy lurks everywhere
trick is to avoid 'make work'
happiness grows wild

Day 320

flu bugs go around
praying hard I don't get bit
sniffles, sneezes, coughs

Day 319

a cold night, this night
inspired, we map out next year
come rain or come shine

Day 318

blankets, pillows, quilts
snug against the season's chill
warmth wins in the end

Day 317

press against the weight
golden harvest we embrace
food enough for all!

Saturday, November 12, 2011

In the beginning... preamble to fireflyhaiku

This project actually began October 4, 2010. I decided to make at least one haiku summing up each day for at least a year. I initially made a collage each day to go with the haiku and fell in love with both the rhythm and the results. About a month into it, I lost the collection of collages on public transportation. That affected me more than I expected and I mourned the lost art as I might have mourned a friend. I stuck by my commitment to daily haiku but abandoned the collage-making.
Just now, reviewing the work not included in previous posts, I am at a loss for words. Each piece actually takes me again emotionally, viscerally to the moment, day, activity I hoped to remember. That's a big, big deal for me for reasons I won't go into, but at any rate, a haiku a day will be my prescription for life. :)
Note: Many of the first haiku had a little narrative that gave a bit more detail to the day's account. I'm leaving that intact.

Time is running out
Natural resources fail
Choked off by our greed

(Some days are just naturally grey and I still try to fight it) 1

I don’t understand
Ancestors who smile on me
Just because I am

(I feel like I’m doing the right thing…I see the evidence…but I don’t know how I did it.) 2

Sometimes we are blessed
By Spirit, inside and out
Eternal rivers

(When things go right, I have a million hands to thank; when things go wrong, I have a million hands to reach to for support) 3

Still I press on through the day
In spite of myself

(Hard to get started after a draining day and evening ((even though productive)) , yesterday) 4

This morning uncoils
Snaky stream of miracles
Brights hearts, good minds, join

(The best possible resources are brought together to focus on the well-being of people that I deeply care for!) 5

I indulge myself.
Bittersweet, reality
Is still delicious!

(By the end of the day, I am drained, in pain and even mildly disappointed; but more importantly, I am still happy.) 6

Far past exhaustion
In the place where dreams come true
Even sweeter rest

(The luxury of taking care of home, feathering the nest, finding what was lost, putting my feet up in victory!) 7

Hot, blue-sky day calls
“Why don’t you go to the beach?”
My desk groans with work

(CH put a bag of lunch in my hands, delicious rice balls stuffed with beans and chicken, a pear for dessert…making the extra effort worth it! ) 8

Work like a pack horse
Haul produce, keep your secrets
Root for the future

(My fears notwithstanding, what was critical got done in the end and I’m still standing) 9

I am committed
Each day will be photographed
Haiku by haiku

(Emotions roil beneath the fog of exhaustion, 3 meetings in a row spark panic followed by resolve to plug on like Sparky. The question, “What are you doing?” inspires an overwhelming rush of too many things to even try to articulate) 10

Each day is shorter
Workaholic lullabies
Spiced with autumn’s breath

Ideas to make things flow smoothly, hindsight for how to do it better next time and more stops than usual to rehydrate. Sweat! 11

Shoes fall off my feet
Flood of autumn sunlight calls
“Come outside and play!”

(Review, documentation, confirmation, cancellation. Time to take a break) 12

Autumn's liquid light
Spills over my balcony
I glow from within

(I actually have more energy and enthusiasm than I thought once I stop driving myself like an animal. Every light deserves to shine) 13

Gossiping raindrops
Start the rumors once again
“Winter’s on its way!’

(I wait for this first rain of the season with almost gleeful anticipation, laundry and grocery shopping done. Inside, warm; a glass of wine, a good book.) 14

Cloudy autumn dawn
Many possibilities
Will succeed or fail

Don’t know what’s up ahead, but I know the vague shape of things. I sculpt the mass before me and accept responsibility for the outcome with toe-scuffing reluctance 15

Fall-to-winter mind
Slowing down and giving thanks
Even when it hurts

Shadows of little irritations illuminated at just the right angle loom, obscuring the bigger, brighter more accurate picture 16

Cool overcast skies
String of green lights up head
Say, ‘Don’t give up, yet!”

Each moment on the verge of giving up, I’m met with some small miracle of affirmation that says, “Yes!” 17

Let them fall away
Art mislaid, forever lost
This year’s autumn leaves

I’ll call around to public transport I use but likely have lost my first ten or so collages. I get to recreate them, thank God the process is soothing.
The collages are dead! Long live the collages 18

first rains of autumn
heavy skies have opened up
everything comes down

Sluice gates open, everyone gulps and gasps like fish on land aching to wet their gills, everyone thirsty for something 19

freeway slick with rain
croons a hissing serenade
outside my window

today is my day to be seduced, giving in to my own passions; art, reflection, praxis 20

winter approaches
soups and stews in favor now
warm our wet, gray days

(My brother and I undertake a joint project that begins to bubble with the first light and has no foreseeable end although I hope this day ends with at least two new collages) 21

Golden cat's eye moon
Peering through black velvet sky
Nearly Halloween

(So much fun with preparing for Halloween, so much sadness 'farewell, Loui Wei', both emotions producing heartfelt hugs) 22

Crying her heart out
Grey Skies makes it very clear
This year’s all but done

Entrances, exits
Blue sky copper autumn’s pick
Passage to winter

(The day awakens bright and dry-eyed despite our mourning W’s death. Meanwhile I watch a video of my granddaughter as she kick her feet to the strumming of her uncle’s ukele) 23

Bright-eyed Autumn says,
“Everything’s turned gold and red!
How did that happen?”

(Halloween is the inner-child of fall. Snacked on gummy eyeballs and screamed for the destruction of one unsuspecting piñata) 24

“All the leaves are brown…”
I hum a tune from the past,
“…and the sky is grey.”
(On first look, I’m drained and listless, but a deeper probe finds that I’m, more and more, deeply satisfied…) 25

Sitting at my desk
Jack-o-lanterns to my left
Goblins to my right

(Headline: All night scary movies… score: little kid, one; teens nothing…whining little kids more horrifying than celluloid ghouls, teens flee the scene) 26

Back into the crypt
Hauntings coming to a halt
We regenerate
(Clean up what I can, go home, go to bed, hit it one more time tomorrow) 27

“Get over yourself!”
Laissez les bon temps roulez
Gede’s in the house!

Rara Tou Limen
Laissez les bon temps roulez
Get yo’ Gede on!
(Ghost stories provide relief...they keep real live horrors at a distance) 28

Jack-o-lanterns grin
I’m grateful, grateful, grateful
Autumn’s musky scent

(Waiting for payday, Mr. Jack-o-lantern is about to be Mr. Dinner, Ms. Dessert and Mademoiselle Hors D'oeuvres. Amen) 29

under overpass
zebras graze the concrete wall
Broadway safari

under overpass
zebras graze the concrete wall
safari mural

harvest time is come
politicians trawl for votes
constituents pray

(well there goes the shoe on the other foot…who cares, as long as I have feet. Maybe I’ll go barefoot) 30

Indian summer
plums artichokes and melons
We all eat our fill
(it feels good to share the extras; artichokes, melons, pumpkins. No one goes away hungry.) 31

Blueberry cream sky
stirred by drowsy autumn breeze
abandons excess

(I get snagged on the subtleties, the things that glimmer, seen only with peripheral vision, collect hugs from hidden stashes) 32

Learning to let go
Like the trees release fall’s leaves
I’m on my way home

(‘Megamind’, a nephew, a son and snacks at the Can’t Fail Café) 33

My kid sister’s face
Live! First time since far too long
This has made my day

(Sue’s home! With the usual ridiculously hilarious tales of nonsense…truth is funnier than fiction…especially with skilled embellishment) 34

the chill settles in
scattered reports of sniffles
I run a hot bath

(stay in, post pics on FB, hang pictures on wall, nest.) 35

Big round of applause;
cultural overlap means
ghosts can come for brunch

(spent the day with fond memories and essence ((my version, I guess)) of Indira.) 36

Sleepy autumn dusk
Inner clock is slowing down
Time to hibernate
(Drowsiness loves company…relieved to hear that I’m not the only one moving slowly today) 37

skies turn misty grey
winter’s drawing closer still
harvest’s end at hand
(Day starts with, almost literally, tons of food bank produce, ends with cold damp mist and children practicing for cabin fever) 38

Autumn slips away
Darkness drops by earlier
Winter’s closest friend
(Joseph is the pied piper of ball games…the kids are content and by extension so am I) 39

This double-edged sword
We celebrate and mourn where
Light and shadow meet
(I witness some strengthen in their resolve, some sink into the mire, all reaching out whether they know it or not) 40

Last bit of money
carefully counted to last
until the year ends
(Like lying on a bed of nails, figuring out budget, making deals to get what all we need, if not all that we want) 41

I let my guard down
Find warmth as autumn dwindles
Before winter’s cold
(My sons, their father, my father, my dance. Belly flutters give way to laundry) 42

Pumpkin and pork stew
East to west we foment change
Plotting from my den

(Synapses snap, crackle and pop as I exchange possibilities of future and change with some of my favorite people; thanks to technology all within a few feet of my beloved bed)

It’s not laziness
but basic animal urge;
stay near lair when cold
(once this sort of drowsy indoor -- mostly, but for a walk -- day would have been unconscionable; today, almost anything but this seems unconscionable) 43

Season of my birth
All the land prepares to rest
Full year’s harvest done
(Understanding what all I DON’T know, I stagger with the weight of this revelation…once again) 44

dusk comes sooner now
let we gather ‘round the hearth
sharing timeless tales
(This evening SteetSide Stories graduates, the kids shared their wonderful videos with family and friends; everyone was proud!) 45

Dusk comes early now
Colder and dark, Winter looms
Crowding out the light
(Everything seems so much more dramatic when carried out in the dark…kids playing ball, bus ride home…) 46

late fall teases us
by turns, a cold wind then warm breeze
summer-winter bridge
(twisted ankle, last ditch efforts at all sorts of transitions, a fitful nap and at midnite, the return of The Boy Who Lived!) 47

carefully chosen
string of words between raindrops
shows how much she cares

(‘Eat!’ Chung Hoa orders, handing me ramen; ‘You be…’ she blinks thoughtfully in the day’s meager sunlight, ‘…careful!’ She laughs at the effort it takes to catch slippery English words.) 48

haiku and collage
quick impression of a day
only just begun
(I’m still stalling with grief over losing the first set of collages, but as this shapes up the excitement is if only I can hold on to it) 49

passing autumn storm
gives me pause for gratitude
at home snug and warm
(I went nowhere and did nothing but nest …and, apparently, packed on a few pounds, but I thoroughly enjoyed myself) 50

a knock at the door
a bag full of juicy grapes
Thanksgiving is here
(an unexpected treat, laughter and flushed cheeks, camaraderie and welcome ease the load when funds and food run low) 51

Sharing favorite foods
At this time of giving thanks
Gather, safe and warm
(Momentum of carelessness does not stop the momentum of reflection and sharing; one show rolls into me while the other rolls on without me and I’m learning to be okay whatever the outcome…) 52

children come again
cozy in our special rooms
darkness left outside
(The time for board games and bead crafts, quiet murmuring and feeling safe and warm has returned) 53

More than plates piled high
time to spend with family
For this I give thanks
(Snuggling in the bosom of family is my lap of luxury…) 54

Tying up loose ends
What’s undone will have to wait
Year’s end slowing down

(I tell the kids “I’m not even here!” when they ask if I’m open today…They will entertain one another well enough, but there are things I just can’t leave to drift…) 55

It’s the day before!
Get it done despite the rain!
Soon I’m flying east!
(Waking excited that I’ll be seeing HER soon, I pop out of bed like a jack-in-the-box, early and bright; get lost in the gloom of compiling insurance /legal claims on this rainy day; venture out to drop things off as the sun reappears just before it’s setting…Where did the day go? Quicker still the night…) 56

Grandchild, here I come!
Soon I’ll kiss your chubby cheeks
Cooled by chilly breeze
( Okay, I’m in total emo overload. And loving it. What if she cries the first time she sees me? LOL, I guess now it’s my turn.) 57

Stroll through Prospect Park
Baby buggy crunches leaves
Maia snug within
(By turns the day is delightful then unbearable, beautiful, strange, hard passages with baby, family and insurance.) 58

Granddaughter and I
Gaze out at grey autumn skies
First day on our own

(Exhausted, disoriented, re-oriented…Maia Geneva is a child of bright and pure joy and raging despair; her little world begins and ends constantly. A new teacher) 59

Rain falls in clear sheets
Full belly is ecstasy
Empty tank is hell

(Maia got an immunization shot, soaked her sheets, laughed with open delight, turned bright red with outrage. She startles and smiles in sleep as if her dreams are at least as real to her as waking.) 60

hatching plans all day
At dusk, the streets with Maia
Late fall Brooklyn jaunt!

(Looking up shops for knitting supplies and plotting the shortest route, best experience – with a little help from Yelp! – then making a break for it with baby and that beast of a stroller…such fun…all dashed when I discover that I have to make my way to Penn Station tomorrow…way more adventure that I can handle) 61

I take the A Train
Heading for Penn Station now
Bundled for the cold

(Scared spitless, but determined…entertained by NY’ers hospitality and spunk, heading upstate to visit a dear friend) 62

This rural winter
Cold hammered skin like mallets
Chased us back indoors

(Walking down an unnamed dirt road in the unincorporated town of Wright – Jody says she rather live in the town of Wright than Wrong – the golden light is clear and beautiful, the cold air is kick-ass!) 63

No competition
Broadway play or day with kids
We stay warm indoors!

(Just hanging out with nowhere to go, nothing to do but stay warm, while the kids show baby off to a colleague) 64

Showing Genny off
Bundled up this frosty day
Walking 7th Ave

(We really get around, trotting up to Prospect Park, then over to the Pavilion Movie Theater, past a big old gymnasium-looking thing, on down 6th and finally back to the corner grocery…”Cute baby,” they say between comments in Chinese, “ Thank you; my granddaughter,” I answer. Miss Baby says nothing but sucks on her pacifier with a very serious look.) 65

We sing back and forth
While outside the last leaves fall
Granddaughter and I

(Genny loves sound and smiles brightly as I take the cooing up a notch into wordless song, she matches a few notes and seems calmer for the rest of the day.) 66

A third-floor walk-up
Downstairs neighbor softly coughs
On this frosty night

(Maia wept and thrashed all night. I was beside myself, not wanting to interrupt her parents’ efforts and experience at calming their new child ((not without their invitation!)). Stayed in my room til sunrise, tapping timidly at their bedroom door at dawn) 67

Genny grows so fast
Holds my cheek and laughs out loud
Warming winter’s chill

(I don’t know that anything can top the feeling of her hands on my cheeks as she gurgles with quite the purposeful look in her eye…I love her so much!) 68

Up three flights I find
Oh! I left your toy behind
Rush back into cold

(Aaargh! Bought Maia a new binky and myself a package of orange spice tea, got back home, glad to be out of the cold and voila, here’s the tea but…where’s the binkie?!!! Back to CVS after a nanosecond of hesitation. Girl at the counter raises the ‘prize’ and hands it over! Triumph!) 69

Midtown Manhattan
Park Slope meets 5th Avenue
Under mistletoe

Live from 30 Rock
Yellow Taxis zooming by
Chilling, NY style

(Nikki, Tatsu and I are thrilled by the baby’s engagement with bustling NY holiday energy, especially given her calm, earnest interest in everything going on! A Broadway play for me and exploration of Midtown Manhattan for the little family) 70

Dash for the airport
under overcast grey sky
Bye-bye Baby Girl

(A delicious last breakfast at Bar Toto with the family T. Yamato and off to the airport only to find the plane is delayed at least a couple of hours) 71

Chorus of brown leaves
Ends late autumn’s song now with
Notes of brown and gold

(First day back at Carter, the courtyard concrete hidden under a blanket of fallen leaves. Quiet. Things are winding down) 72

Neither rain nor wind
rather road-blocks change our plans
On this hectic night

(Training all-day and dash back to office for community presentation thwarted by roadblocks due to what we later find out is a fatal accident) 73

Unexpected grace
Seems at first unlucky loss
Faith again fine-tuned

(Horrified to find my Clipper card is missing ((just added value and half a month’s fare could be lost)) I’m humbled by the generosity and kindness of strangers and a mint-new acquaintance before I find the card under the driver’s seat of my car once I get home) 74

Fictions true to life
Layers peeled back onion-style
Never really end

(Working with the crew and cast of the movie-short Way Station, I reflect on past experiences and current realities in my life’s work) 75

Beginnings and ends
Loved one passed and new child born
On this rainy day

(I see WCL on her veranda weeping, drop whatever I was doing to rush over and find out what has brought this spunky lady to tears…her husband…dead! Just last week!…she is heartbroken and maybe a bit frightened. Opens her arms for a hug. How can we dare not love one another? And then V’s relating the story of how he’s just now become a grandfather…Emotional whiplash or cycle of life – which door will I choose?) 76

Christmas cheer takes work!
Down to San Jose and back
Carloads full of toys

(Working on a Saturday, LeMar and I both were so tired and cranky we nearly bit each other’s heads off at first, but then we had to laugh at ourselves. All the way down to Family Giving Tree we went to get our cars loaded with toys. Pulled it off without a hitch – so smoothly in fact that we were back about 15 minutes after we were due for pick up. Early birds with aching backs! Then we laugh because it’s over too fast.) 77

I’m an artichoke
My clothes, succulent leaves to
Keep out winter’s chill

(BART transbay tunnel drama. Ugh! Sorting kids gifts for tomorrow. Then, more tube drama on the way home. UGH!!!) 78

Eclipse meets solstice
Round the world we watched, live-stream
nature caught by ‘net

(Despite rains, I watched much of the happening of a lifetime by live-stream, comments and chatter exchanged with viewers around the world. A brief break in clouds allowed me a gander with my own eyes…it was beautiful, awe-inspiring and undeniably creepy. Without ‘science’ to explain things, I’d probably be out trying to figure out what I should sacrifice to Whom in order to avoid…(ahem) ‘penalties’. LOL!) 79

Community fun
Winter’s start, we gather ‘round
Laughs and sharing warmth

(Community social and getting closer with bawdy teasing and clever plans to get ahead) 80

Winter’s foggy breath
Clouds my windows as I drive
Eager to be home

(I indulge myself and like it! Wholefoods, once a year, one bag of groceries and $120 lighter) 81

Tossed into the wind
Christmas boomeranged right back
Stocking’s twice as full

(With little time ((to shop, put up a tree or trimming)) and less money, I decided to spend what I would have spent on ‘the fixin’s’ on people I cared about, maybe struggling or simply ‘dear acquaintances’. Unexpectedly, I got more than I gave. Some from the thrill of stumbling on the right thing, not worrying about going through the standard motions. some from what seemed like out of the blue. What a release, relief and wonderful, scary thing.) 82

Today's Pajama Day
even for an errand run
lazy Christmas Eve

(So nice to not have to do anything but what I want when i want and manage to do it even though I'm tired as hell. Pickups? check. Drop offs? Check. Laundry? Done and so am I) 83

Rainy Christmas Day
Crowds around theater screens
Fire-side tales evolved

(True Grit sold out so we went for Narnia: Dawntreader. Elsewhere, everything shut down for the holiday. 'All was calm, all was bright.' Sweet snippets of time with family members around town and cross-country) 84

I know what I want
Perseverance means success
Rains can’t stop me now

(I go with shopping list in hand and still can’t get what I want first try. Second try, I succeed with creative substitutes when I can’t find exactly what I had in mind. Flexibility rules!) 85

Wee Willy Winky
Walks to Trader Joe's and back
Through this dark night's rain

(Stuck in overdrive, physical therapist recommends walking and I can't stop. A bread run becomes a manic marathon!) 86

Rain pours down nonstop
I count pennies, nickles, dimes
Closing year's accounts

(Feeling better oriented financially, which is unexpectedly refreshing) 87

Umbrella in hand
Open to what this day brings
Winter, rain or shine

(A general plan for the day, sunny and cold at it's worst, ends early to use floating holidays on the verge of being lost. Next, new shoes, new gloves, new books as I move through multilingual throngs in Union Square) 88

Winter has its charm
Shelter indoors, keeping warm
Spin fantastic yarns

(Stories banging around in my head, wanting to grow, be told, or at least written down. Saw True Grit and the urge to make more stories of my own got stronger) 89

Last day of the year
Count the minutes ticking by
Shed the old year’s skin

(Flowers, gift purchases, procastinated for hours on the computer til finally an hour and a half is all that’s left of 2010) 90

12/31/10* ...out of order :(
How could I forget?
one more haiku for the wall
Last day of the year

(I forgot to post my last haiku and wrote another spontaneously to post. Friday, I did little more than slug around in my pj’s and loved it! 91

one, one, eleven
binary date starts the year!
yes, I am a geek

(Well Ahmad doesn’t think so. I felt guilty, but not enough to break my reclusive spell. Hibernating and loving it. New Year’s wishes from all around) 92

Start the year off right
Get the bills cleared, setting dates
As we head toward spring

(If ass-dragging gave you rug burns, I’d be in a world of hurt, but I still managed to get a lot done in a slow-motion way. Felt victorious when I rousted myself out to pay the rent and storage bill) 93

Stuffy head and nose
not enough to spoil my day
Sharing with dear friends

(Head-colds suck. This one is mild as they go, but it won’t be gone fast enough. Diana is being recommended for ‘gifted’ kids program. Made her smile big. Louis explained to her that the letter and forms her teacher gave her to have completed was for people who were either really smart or really dumb! LOL…) 94

Short late-winter day
Evening shadows rise too soon
Wasn’t it just noon?

((the sun seemed to rise and fall like the kids’ bounced ball. the boys came in, snacked a bit, chuckled among themselves, played Lego’s while I plotted out the year)) 95

Day 316

Sun breaks through the fog
Confusion is laid to rest
Clear paths everywhere

Day 315

exhausted but happy
art and magic intertwine

Wednesday, November 9, 2011

Day 314

blessed are the plants
thirsty eyes drink in the green
balance amid rush

Day 313

Early, top of day
I can see what lies ahead
set my course and go

Tuesday, November 8, 2011

Day 312

Early, top of day
I can see what lies ahead
set my course and go

Day 311

time as waterfall
rushes by, everything blurred
life gains momentum

Day 310 (Firefly series)

Oshun and Ogun
sweet honey meets righteous sword
beauty tempers might

Sunday, November 6, 2011

10/18/11 - 11/5/11

Note: On October 8, I actually reached the one year mark or 366th haiku of my project. Meeting that mark was a wonderful moment. What matters most to me is the continuity of memory that this nurtured and documents. While I don't get to post here every day, daily haikus are as much a part of my life as eating, sleeping, work and every bit as necessary.

Also unanticipated gifts of presence: Thank you to all of you who've supported me with comments, check-ins and more. The hard part is over. Now I get to play :) (!) I've been pretty careful if not downright timid about posting photos/thoughts etc. Nothing fancy anytime soon, but since I've not imploded yet, I'll likely explore other modes of expression via blogging...HOOOORAAAAAY!

dust has settled, sky is clear
breathe deep and give thanks

hump day, at the crest
pray momentum takes the rest
let's enjoy the ride

walk along the ledge
while you're there, enjoy the view
clear perspective wins

as some things wind down
others can begin renewed

compassion I would welcome
always mine to give

Even as I age
Taking body to top speed
Dance 'til hearts content

Working like a dog
So forgive me when I bark
Nothing personal

Yoga kicked my butt
Thought I'd cry, throw up or fart
Bad-ass, stuck it out

Finally, autumn!
Neighbors gather, making plans
Lamp light warms twilight

well-rooted and strong
well-fed by this dark rich soil
present draws on past

facing my limits
standing at white waters edge
loon lends me her wings

world maintains its spin
why resist ancient wisdoms?
leaves turn red and gold

Goddess of the Winds
Oya, Yansa, Ancestors
inform every move

old growth feeds the new
food for thought to be absorbed
past, present, future

Harvesting my due
Existence is generous
Unexpected gain

pleasure's flip-side, pain
interwoven, these two mark
highs and lows today

'with a chance of rain'
gray skies whisper chills through cracks
winter heads our way

sun beams 'tween raindrops
oh! if I could just sleep in
truths realized in dreams

Study the body
owners manual for Life
things fall into place

Saturday, October 22, 2011

Day 290

sticky sweaty hot
body struggles to adjust
I begin to melt

Day 289

teacher cups my face
bashful, but yes we are loved
dance of autumn leaves

Day 288

reconstruct my world
so exciting it's like play
burst of energy

Day 287

confront fear with heart
cold shoulders begin to thaw
headlong revision

Day 286

burn the midnight oil
internet feasts on haiku
such impermanence

Wednesday, October 12, 2011

Day 285

Huge and luminous
Full moon showing off tonight
Inspires lovers' sighs

Day 284

things we mean to fix
sometimes are best left alone
heal at their own pace

Day 283

rainy drive today
window up or window down?
little puffs of mist

Sunday, October 9, 2011

Day 282

Morning at Green Gulch
Landscape, silkscreen-beautiful
Drowsy and content

Day 281

committed spirit
yoga, poetry and dance
make the day divine

Friday, October 7, 2011

Day 280

Friday once again!
Nothing but weekend ahead
Friday, you're my friend :)

Day 279

Namaste, Thursday
Body loves this yoga flow
easy on the bones

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

Day 278

Crack that piñata!
Everybody gets a swing
Let the candy rain

Day 277

walk a street, don't drive
then you find it's true magic
scent of earth and leaf

Day 276

Welcome, autumn rains
summer heat has lost it's grip
evening's pewter skies

Day 275

Dance to Haitian drums
too many blessings to count
rhythms fill the street

Day 274

sit at no abode
prune the rose geranium
deep inhale her scent

Day 273

edge of the week's end
'do I have to eat the crust?'
whines my inner kid

Day 272

like an endless dream
one day flows into the next
never-ending stream

Wednesday, September 28, 2011

Day 271

dog-tired evening blues
Lord, this day's been much too long
Dawn's around the bend

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Day 270

for a one-year-old
zoo trip turned epiphany
at the petting zoo

Day 269

time of transition
days grow shorter, nights longer
morning's heat, night's cool

Day 268

Old World origins
African Diaspora
rhythms feed my life

Day 267

Fall is back to school
Niroga's yoga's Hogwarts
Today's homework's due

Day 266

sweating like a pig
autumn now is two days old
time to simmer down

Day 265

like a slow-mo dream
plowing through bright autumn leaves
laughing like a child

Day 264

once the fires burn out
I may mourn but I'll work too
ash enriches earth

Day 263

up since five AM
autumn sky is gold with sun
day that brims with you

Monday, September 19, 2011

Day 262

prayer for rich wisdom
brought by all who choose to speak
pot-luck for our minds

Day 261

dance beneath bright autumn sun
new millinneum

Saturday, September 17, 2011

Day 260

out before sunrise
I slip through deserted streets
savor this sweet peace

Day 259

On familiar ground
still adventures manage to
Tangle in my hair

Day 258

Goodbye king-Size Bed
I don't cry as I return
Happy to my own

Day 257

Losing track of time
Days flow by, a steady stream

Day 256

Colorado bright
Sun preempts a thunderstorm
Study until night

Day 255

human lightening strikes
witness to a cleansing storm
I take to the air

Day 254

visit with my dad
beautiful ivory cage
bird flutters within

Day 253

Saturday rhythm
Finds me where I want to be
Work that belly-roll!

Day 252

close now, autumn's chill
signals outside felt within
whispers a cold breeze

Day 251

fear's cool hand in mine
just another witness, dear
past challenges fade

Day 250

flying through time zones
up above the clouds so high
mortal, yet magic

Day 249

Thanks to granddaughter
Prospect Park has been renamed
'Go Doggie Wo-Wo'

Day 248

Best birthday, EVER
my kids clearly love me dear
Grandgirl, dream come true

Day 247

Girl power today
Mom and Grandmom, pedicures
Baby Girl, new shoes

Day 246

Off to Prospect Park
Barbeque and celebrate
Labor Day weekend

Day 245

We wake up singing
Happy birthday, Granddaughter
We're so glad you're here!

Day 244

Muggy Brooklyn day
Memories rise like steamy ghosts
Of east coast childhood

Day 243

Up up and away
Flying east to see Maia
Autumn birthday girls

Day 242

Fresh produce today
Corn and melon by the bag
Build community

Monday, August 29, 2011

Day 241

Today, summer heat
slowly starts to lose it's grip
To night's autumn cool

Sunday, August 28, 2011

Day 240

Unexpected bloom
Now as summer moves toward fall
Romance flowers bright

Day 239

J-town festival
end of summer celebrate
fast approach of fall

Day 238

heaven and hell kiss
always just a breath away
tightly interlinked

Day 237

what grows through concrete?
determination welcomes
something to break through

Day 236

lemonade, ice tea
call the meeting to order
build community

Day 235

Get the juicer out!
All the kids can have a turn
Fresh-squeezed orange juice

Day 234

All this gorgeous heat
bakes the gloom out of my bones
sun trumps moody blues

Day 233

Today is so full
All I crave is emptiness
Meditate on peace

Day 232

Oshun's Sestina
Africa meets Italy
New poetry born

Day 231

binders pencils pens
pancake breakfast and balloons
start the school year right

Thursday, August 18, 2011

Day 230

watermelon, man!
got to have fresh summer fruit
mangoes, nectarines!

Day 229

chase the setting sun
as she doffs her white-hot crown
ready for night's cool

Day 228

shy night slips away
once again just as I wake
stay awhile, my friend

Monday, August 15, 2011

Day 227

Big old sunflowers
Bright, your lovely faces shine
Lighting up the night

Day 226

you, who cared for me
My turn now to love you well
Healer, teacher, Dad

Day 225

water finds its way
unconcerned with getting lost
flows along its path

Day 224

focus on beauty
on reflection even loss
makes what was more so

Day 223

Chill and summer fog
Roll through San Francisco hills
Catch tourists off-guard

Day 222

caved in, exhausted
one whole day just got away
slept for twelve hours straight

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Day 221

so damn much asphalt
makes it hard to write haiku
little nature here

Day 220

Wade against the tide
Laugh because it's just a game
No one needs to win

Day 219

Leaf feels tree trunk's breach
Sends back gifts through clorophyl
To help heal the wound

Day 218

Going with the flow
Toward the heart of something good
Larger than myself

Day 217

Green leaves frame grey sky
hope and hopeless hand in hand
eternal balance

day 216

Let minds take flight every day
Grounded in our lives

Day 215

Little as I have
So many have even less
ragged silk still clothes

Day 214

I have few answers
only know that shadows bloom
wherever there's light

Monday, August 1, 2011

Day 213

Bright, blue summer sky
let us not sweat the small stuff
Open up and LIVE!

Day 212

We gots dusty butts
two wild days of Camp Campbell
Calgon take me home!

Day 211

So deep in the woods
Nobody can hear us scream
Inner city greens

Day 210

Time to board the bus
Pandemonium is king
Summer camp and kids

Friday, July 29, 2011

Day 209

juicy nectarine
rosy golden luscious thing
good enough to eat

Day 208

thunderheads and rain
nope, they will not be outrun
guess I just get soaked

Day 207

pretty little koi
quick bright flicker in the pond
sudden flash of joy

Monday, July 25, 2011

Day 206

midsummer's night dream
moonlit field of china plates
cool echos of sun

Day 205

sudden cloudbursts cleanse
soil and dust all wash away
underneath, bright gems

Saturday, July 23, 2011

Day 204

chaos and order
subtle shift in perspective
reveals they are one

Friday, July 22, 2011

Day 203

last day of work's week
let it be downhill from here
ready to just coast

Day 202

driving in to work
green hills glide west; stately, calm
highway whizzes by!

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Day 201

peach just freshly plucked
do your sisters miss you dear
or call 'Bon Voyage!"

Day 200

Angry summer heat
Only gift she has to give
I am not worthy

Day 199

inhale, now exhale
simple breath is such a gift
precious, luscious air

Day 198

old feet hurt, but joy!
urge to stop is overwhelmed
samba cancels pain

Day 197

as I sit zazen
right hip flexor sings with pain
I learn to listen

Day 196

green leaves frame the gray
potholes disrupt right of way
we skirt them nimbly

Friday, July 15, 2011

Day 195

Just plucked from deep hell
under pressure far too long
jewels take time to cool

Day 194

done with heart and soul
even when things go awry
goodness does prevail

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Day 193

dozing off haiku
nodding head and drooping eyes
oh! delicious sleep

Monday, July 11, 2011

Day 192

perilous morning
trailed by buzz-saw afternoon
concentrate on breath

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Day 191

My dad's great delight
Playing with my granddaughter
Blessings overflow

Day 190

android left at home
no access to texts and calls
move at speed of life

Day 189

stuck in fast-foward
day unravels recklessly
just go with the flow

Friday, July 8, 2011

Day 188

precious granddaughter
laughing, babbling, crying, sleep
always beautiful

Thursday, July 7, 2011

Day 187

unexpected grace
just when things seem failure-bound
courage arises

Tuesday, July 5, 2011

Day 186

pressure cooker heat
patience thins while tempers flare
welcome breezes cool

Monday, July 4, 2011

Day 185

Summer festivals
Celebrate the mid-year heat
Fireworks! Food! Fanfare!

Sunday, July 3, 2011

Day 184

first grandchild's in town!
we're a flock of giddy geese
doting relatives

:) :) :) :)

Day 183

spin and undulate
revolutions,healing dance,
world-change with my mates

Saturday, July 2, 2011

Day 182

Gardens so fragrant
sweet desired, moved beyond
flowers trump sugar

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Day 181

miracle man-child
run into me on your bike
dust me off, bow deep

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Day 178

missing haiku link
out of order, imperfect
very zen of me

Day 180

Fragrant, fresh-turned earth
soothing scent on summer breeze
senses gratified

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

Day 179

Day of challenges
Kudos just for getting through
'Chin up!' when we don't

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Day 177

bright day filled with dance
dance with family and friends
watch my son play drums

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Day 176

life is slowing down
time for the important things
family, friends, fun

Day 175

summer movie night
kids are bouncing off the walls
neighbors share hotdogs

Day 174

terrorized by heat
we all breathe sighs of relief
welcome cool breezes

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Day 173

I'm the stitch in time
straining hard to do my part
Lives are in repair

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Day 172

Hamster in a wheel
Life is far too short and sweet
Workday, turn me loose!

Day 171

Swoon into deep sleep
summer-baked to perfection
girl can't fight this heat

Sunday, June 19, 2011

Day 170

I love my daddy
Even as I’m going gray
Still his little girl

Saturday, June 18, 2011

Day 169

shimmy, undulate
make the beaded scarf dazzle
moon lights waterfalls

Day 168

Mad as ten March Hares
Down the rabbit hole we go
Alices in chains

Thursday, June 16, 2011

Day 167

I've got plans to dance
Let no man get in my way
Lest he catch a hoof

Day 166

Pure sweltering heat
Time to find a sweet cross-breeze
Shriek as we give chase

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

Day 165

car, keyed; tire, nailed, so!
misery loves company
stuck with what you know

Day 164

hot concrete courtyard
heart, an aquamarine pool
calls, "Just take the plunge!"

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Day 163

ancestral rhythms
flowing dance for Yemaya
with love from Brazil

Day 162

sit zazen all day
mind and body slowly still
caress lemon's skin

Day 161

the harder I push
the slower things seem to go
so take it easy

Day 160

swoop and soar and loop
peaks and valleys are the rule
do whatever works

Day 159

sunflowers, bright smiles
enough to dispel the gloom
chain of sadness breaks

Tuesday, June 7, 2011

Day 158

bitter seeds surprise
unexpected blessings grow
reaching for the light

Day 157

gray, fat-bellied clouds
hold their water as we walk
through the labyrinth

Day 156

from joy of dance to
unavoidable chagrin
locked out of my house

Saturday, June 4, 2011

Day 155

Wake to drumming rain
Muscles ache for rhythmic groove
Let go, girl, and dance!

Day 154

Meet the wind head on
Sometimes there's no other way
Drive on through the storm

Friday, June 3, 2011

Day 153

like a parade crowd
sun and storm clouds witness our
peace and safety march

Day 152

dandelion seeds
tossed willy-nilly by winds
nature's small wishes

Wednesday, June 1, 2011

Day 151

Awakened, years past
New suns, born in many hearts
Rose, untelevised

Day 150

After parties end
one more samba in the park
entertains the crowd

Tuesday, May 31, 2011

Day 149

after Carnaval
time to take a long hot soak
cherry blossom mist

Day 148

Caught in heavy rain
Still we drum, our thunder, prayers
Ancestors are proud

Day 147

the sun still rises
faithful, despite our losses
we will never stop

Thursday, May 26, 2011

Day 146

generations lost
nose dive in destructive loops
'Up!' I pray, "Pull up!

Wednesday, May 25, 2011

Day 145

Guess I have to laugh
'Enemies' are medicine
Reveal unhealed wounds

Day 144

I watch her blossom
shrinking violet no more
speaks her truth to power

Day 143

as this day's sun sets
bright flash on the horizon
one more chance has passed

Sunday, May 22, 2011

Day 142

as the day begins
sesame peanut balls crunch
samba funky grooves

Day 141

My teachers' bright eyes
Everything I need to know
I learned when we met

Day 140

Each moment we meet
time's shift subtly changes things
always met anew

Thursday, May 19, 2011

Day 139

strangers into friends
just the right few words exchanged
make the difference

Day 138

grasp a sunbeam tight
it will always slip away
no use getting mad

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Day 137

time turns, seasons change
so go these unending streams
slow breaths, patience, ease

Day 136

wintry gray and rain
doesn't match our May bright hopes
plan for brighter days

Sunday, May 15, 2011

Day 135

sunny day, but cold
then he's all up in my face
now I'm hot as hell

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Day 134

sun, a big surdo
booms a funky samba beat
hot enough for all

Day 133

shared bites of mango
acquaintances become friends
sweet things in common

Day 132


If I write something
Does it have to be profound?
Nope, it rarely is

Wednesday, May 11, 2011

Day 131

gray and graceless day
bruise the tender, break what's left
trash what's in your way

Tuesday, May 10, 2011

Day 130

we fly low and tight
in formation ride the wind
play with gravity

Monday, May 9, 2011

Day 129

Children transform concrete yard
Travel 'round the world

Day 128

After blossoms, fruit
nurtured through to ripening
Thank you, Mama Tree

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Day 127

Arms thrown wide open
Wish I were a flying squirrel
Love this gusty breeze!

Friday, May 6, 2011

Day 126

sky, blue parasol
down below we act the fool
shoot, steal, cut and kill

Thursday, May 5, 2011

Day 125

Approaching solstice
Subtle shifts of golden light
I lose my way home

Day 124

Outside my window
Sleeping freeway snores dreams of
Midnight big rig runs

Tuesday, May 3, 2011

Day 123

here but not quite real
somewhere between then and now
sunlight without warmth

Day 122

tending to details
makes relaxing possible
work and enjoy sun

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Day 121

Sunny first-of-May
Ancestors make Presence known
All around the Bay

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Day 120

Now, embrace the wind!
Now, caress a fragrant breeze
Dance to soothe the soul

Friday, April 29, 2011

Day 119

Eucalyptus, friend
forty-seven years ago
we were both quite small

Day 118

Relax and release
yoga in a sunlit room
Here, the perfect gift

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Day 117

three small brown faces
peeking through my office door
time to tattle-tale!

Tuesday, April 26, 2011


So much here to love
Sun's bright kisses warm my cheeks
Everywhere I go

Day 115

so freaking tired
too wiped out to find my bed
too tired to sleep

Sunday, April 24, 2011

Day 114

haiku on the go
drum practice for Carnaval
high point of the day

Day 113

under moody sky
clear resolve to see things through
overrides fatigue

Friday, April 22, 2011

Day 112

Thank you, Universe!
So glad to be back online
I'm delirious!

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Day 111

bright and cold today
chill wind has a diamond edge
cuts right to the bone

Wednesday, April 20, 2011

Day 110

Night mist like a cloak
Wraps me in its damp embrace
I don't pull away

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Day 109

Had enough haiku
sick of counting syllables
Hahaha! JK :P

Monday, April 18, 2011

Day 108

Nodding off to sleep
rain, tremor, a bunch of kids
Glad to be alive

Day 107

I just want to sleep
Taxes have been put to bed
Good enough for me...

Saturday, April 16, 2011

Day 106

thorn removed from paw
even things once out of reach
now seem possible

Day 105

think inside the box
play computer, waste a day
inside, upside-down

Thursday, April 14, 2011

Day 104

questions fall away
unobscured, answers arise
rainbows embrace moon

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

Day 103

Soaked by sudden storm
Surprised that I'm delighted
Even though I squish!

Tuesday, April 12, 2011

Day 102

new and full of light
each day is another chance
do you dare to fly?

Monday, April 11, 2011

Day 101

tired of the rants
child elects to forgo school
til the teacher cools

Day 100

change gains momentum
day by day I pick up speed
blossoms become blurs

Saturday, April 9, 2011

Day 99

Joy again trumps pain
Lure of dance always prevails
Spirit sings through flesh

Friday, April 8, 2011

Day 98

coy storm front teases
flash your skies and toss your clouds
promised rain, no-show

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Day 97

Soon as I let go
everything falls into place
Spooky thing, win-win

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Day 96

High winds blow through town
Blue Plate sees a 3-alarm
Passions and chaos!

Tuesday, April 5, 2011

Day 95

all that was missing today
everything, near-miss

Monday, April 4, 2011

Day 94

elemental girl
dark braid cracks like black lightning
she prances, spring sprite

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Day 93

always, spring's return
even as loss takes it's due
new growth claims old ground

Saturday, April 2, 2011

Day 92

Junior Whiz Burger
Chowing down beneath blue skies
Life is wonderful!

Friday, April 1, 2011

Day 91

ume no hana
lovely, subtle signs of spring
soft scents, plum blossoms

Thursday, March 31, 2011

Day 90

Ah, 'reality'
a sanitary word for
in the s#!+ hip deep

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

Day 89

blue skies overhead
duel with a malware worm
pass out popsicles

Day 88

totally recharged
after deep, if troubled, sleep
look out, here I come!

Monday, March 28, 2011

Day 87

sunny bright spring break
kids looking for things to do
after sleeping in

Day 86

Bright wave of darkness
Traveled ‘round the globe last night
Earth Hour feeds today

Day 85

first taste of green peas
granddaughter samples this then
opens wide for more

Friday, March 25, 2011

Day 84

Endless, raindrops fall
Ultimately this is true
We are all there is

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Day 83

Scent of strawberries
Sweet enough to make it worth
Getting out of bed

Day 82

Out into the rain
Hard physical work ahead
All to a good end

Day 81

days careen forward
all I can do to hang on
thankful for the ride

Monday, March 21, 2011

Day 80

My frail body aches
Pachamama complains too
We get each other

Day 79

supernatural strength
T L C to heal the world
fresh and unprocessed

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Day 78

Under Super Moon
'Round the world, we pull for you
Ganbatte Nihon!

Friday, March 18, 2011

Day 77

crossroad tests insight
earthbound angels light the way
heart and mind as one

Thursday, March 17, 2011

Day 76

letting my hair down
welcoming tomorrow's storm
planning to sleep in

Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Day 75

Precious little friends
Joyful ball games in the yard
Boundless energy

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

Day 74

Understand power
Shown as much by what you don't
as by what you do