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Snowday Spent at Home

Sunday, December 21st, 2008

Thanks to Geraldine of My Poetic Path for this week’s prompt, a winter’s day.

Quiet days at home;
Snow has fallen, temps still low,
Sharp northeast wind blows.
We keep the wood stove going
As we converse, eat and play.

As snow is blowing
I’m bustling ’round the kitchen
Making fruit dumplings:
My way to make things cozy,
Time for coffee and dessert!

One Single Impression is a community of poets writing and sharing haiku and other poetic forms. Each week they offer up a new prompt that they hope will inspire your writing.

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One Single Impression – Golden

Sunday, October 19th, 2008

Thanks to Gemma Wiseman of Gemma’s Greyscale Territory – Poetic Songlines for the One Single Impression prompt of GOLD.

Love your enemies;

Show kindness where none’s been done.

“Do unto others

As you’d have it done to you.”

The Golden Rule’s not easy.


Love your family,

Laying aside selfishness.

Do what’s truly good

To those you hold near and dear.

Golden Rule: yes. Easy: no.




Fleeting – One Single Impression

Thursday, October 2nd, 2008

PhotoStory Friday
Hosted by Cecily and MamaGeek

(This photo is of my mother-in-law holding her dear little great-granddaughter. I think the following tanka goes along with the photo nicely.)

True satisfaction

The fruit of a life well-lived,

Problems faced bravely

During life’s fleeting seasons

Yield this abiding, sweet fruit.

These three tankas are a response to the prompt “Fleeting” given at One Single Impression. Please visit the site to learn more about participating, and to read more poetry!

Oh! I’m also participating in something new to me called Photostory Friday.Perhaps you would like to participate, too?

Homecoming Time

Sunday, August 17th, 2008

I’m a-travelin’;

I’ve got a destination.

My homecoming time

Up ahead, just ’round the bend;

Lord, I love You: comin’ home.

This tanka poem is a response to the prompt HOMECOMING over at One Single Impression. You are welcome to join in. Won’t you write something to share?

Oops! Almost forgot! Thanks to Geraldine at My Poetic Path for the prompt this week!

Marriage Desired – A Poem

Thursday, July 31st, 2008

The prompt this week at One Single Impression
is FACES, suggested by Lissa at Just Writing Words. (Thanks, Lissa, for this prompt.)

The word FACES brought to my mind the fact that we all have a variety of FACES, which show themselves depending upon whom we are looking. For example, I am a daughter, a sister, a wife, a mother, a grandmother, a friend, a neighbor, a coworker, etc. For this prompt, I chose to focus on a role or FACE which is common to many of us, and is desired by many not currently in this role: the married FACE.

The poetry form I am using is the sestina, a newly-discovered favorite. To me, this is like doing a combination of crossword puzzle, Scrabble, and Sudoku, because, though I don’t need to do any rhyming, yet a definite form must still be followed. It’s so much fun; I highly recommend it!


At certain seasons of life comes the desire to marry.

Seeking a soul-mate, a companion, is a good desire

Not only for friendship, but to find a deep and meaningful love.

It’s not Happily Ever After, but lots of hard work

To build a strong marriage. Wise counsel, good advice

Are what you need prior to making this decision, my friend.

First, don’t be anxious. Stay busy with your friends.

There are lots of things to do, and places to go, before you marry.

Develop your talents, follow your dreams, is my advice.

As you pursue your passions, you may meet someone who shares your desires.

Be the person you want to be, now; with enthusiasm work

And play before beginning life with your love.

You desire completion; you want to be loved.

You’re tired of being alone; you want that dearest friend.

If all you can see are your needs, this just won’t work.

It’s a fable that life becomes perfect when you marry.

No one can make you happy or fulfill every desire.

Be someone of value yourself; focus on giving is my advice.

My dear friend, I have yet more advice,

A caution: Not everyone is good, deserving of your love.

Look for true character, not just the fluttering of desire.

You are careful whom you choose as a friend,

But more significant than this is whom you will marry.

It takes two giving hearts to truly make a marriage work.

No matter how prepared you two are, this is going to be hard work.

Your hearts entwined will still miscommunicate; you’ll need this advice:

“Don’t give up!” Learn to really know this one you have married.

Time and again you will need to forgive, be forgiven, and to love.

Even when you don’t feel like it, be a true friend;

Build common passions, goals, memories, and desires.

Dear little ones, precious children, may be the fruit of your desire.

This, too, is no utopia, but will require long years of diligent work

If they are to mature into people you would be proud to call “friend.”

I wish for you, plenty of all good things, including this wise advice:

Let all that you do, toward spouse and children, be done with love.

Then, when all is said and done, you will be thankful you married.

If you desire to marry, may this be a fruitful desire

Leading to a life of love, showing itself in daily selfless works

Receiving one another’s advice, may you find in your spouse a true friend.

Some Summer Poetry

Sunday, July 20th, 2008

The writing prompt this week at One Single Impression is REST, submitted by The Manic Gardener.

I suppose I can blame the Stream of Consciousness for taking me from REST to RELAX, which brings me to SUMMER, a season which I find particularly relaxing. Summer in the Pacific Northwest will be the subject of my poem.

I’m trying a new poetic form this week – Sestina – about which I’m inordinately excited! Using this form reminds me of playing Scrabble and Sudoko. If you’re interested, here is the link to the Wikipedia article about Sestina, and how to Do It Yourself. If any Sestina experts out there want to set me straight on any poetic faux pas I may have committed, please speak out!

With that introduction, I am pleased to present


After the cold drizzle of winter, I desire summer

When spring foliage deepens to a darker shade of green

And the beauty and buzz of nature bids me relax.

Sweater, jacket and scarf can finally be shed in all this warmth.

Encouraged by the lovely weather, I want to play

Even if that occasionally means playing in the rain.

In the Pacific Northwest, though, we don’t mind rain;

Yes, we have overcast days and drizzles, even in the summer.

Best of all though are blue-sky days, when billowing clouds play

Across the sky, pulling their shadows along the green

Earth beneath them. “Partially cloudy” warmth

With a light breeze can provide the best setting to relax.

During these lazy days, a park is often where we relax

With a covered shelter (Just in case there’s rain.).

For barbecued burgers with the fixin’s you don’t need warmth,

Though warmth helps; after all, it IS summer!

Kick the soccer ball; toss the Frisbee across the grassy green;

Put up the volleyball net. It’s time to play!

There’s more to do during these summer days than play;

Until the chores are done, it’s difficult to relax.

(I mean chores dealing with the super-abundance of green.)

The grass and the weeds grow faster with this rain.

The rototiller, the mower and the weed eater make the sounds of summer.

This necessary work is made more pleasant by the season’s warmth.

When our children were small, summer had a special warmth,

The warmth of my enjoyment as I watched them play

In their bush-clump forts, where they adventured through the days of summer.

As a special treat, I’d serve them lunch outside, the routine relaxed.

Up on the porch they would shelter, when it rained,

Which it sometimes did in their playroom green.

During summer – this season sometimes balmy, but always green –

I find it difficult to remember chill and ice. A deep warmth

Saturates my being, body and soul; I don’t dread the rain.

Being accustomed to this climate, we continue to play

And work during the inevitable drizzle. “Relax!”

We tell new-comers: “This is a Pacific Northwest summer.”

A summer season here, with the sun shining through green

Leaves, is a time to relax, in appreciation of long-absent warmth,

A time to continue with our work and play, even in times of rain.

Sing a Song of Fishies

Saturday, June 28th, 2008

The writing prompt this week at One Single Impression is MELODY, suggested by Barb at WillThink4Wine. The poetic form which Barb employed is called TANKA, and is written as follows:

  1. Line 1: 5 syllables
  2. Line 2: 7 syllables
  3. Line 3: 5 syllables
  4. Line 4: 7 syllables
  5. Line 5: 7 syllables

I’m going to give Tanka a try as well, using the prompt, MELODY:

We think it’s funny

How much Dad loves his fishpond.

Takes umpteen photos

Spring, summer, autumn, winter;

Our laughter, a melody.

Pet ‘Kus

Friday, June 13th, 2008

It’s barely still Friday, but I don’t want to miss out on Haiku Friday. For my subject matter, I’m taking PETS, which is the One Single Impressionprompt this week.

Lassie, I love you;

Yep; you’re the best dog ever!

Let’s shake on it, ‘K?

Doggie spends her days

Mainly resting; she’s old now,

Still happy and loved.

For more Haiku, visit Jennifer over at Playgroups are No Place for Children and Christina at A Mommy Story.

Freedom in free verse

Sunday, June 1st, 2008

The prompt for writing this week at One Single Impression is FREEDOM:

There are so many freedoms for which I am thankful:

Political freedom, representative government, no martial law.

Freedom of the press, various opinions can be expressed.

Freedom of movement; I have the strength to move and work, to use my senses.

Freedom of healthy relationships within the home, love and care, not oppression.

The freedom I value most is spiritual freedom, the desire and ability to do what’s right, a heart that loves God and loves His people.

But, then I get to thinking:

There are people in this country, in this land of liberty,

Who have no freedom, not even the freedom to live.

These are the unwanted babies,

Who are culled like rotten fruit from the wombs of those who wanted sex, not a baby, by doctors willing to call murder a procedure.

This is a hidden holocaust, not a freedom.

One Single Impression – Reflection

Tuesday, May 27th, 2008

The prompt this week at One Single Impression is REFLECTION. This prompt was suggested by Gautami Tripathy. For me, the word REFLECTION brought to mind “thinking about thinking”:



Thinking about thinking

Equipped with the tools to learn

Learning becomes a joy; true progress is made.

Fueled by hunger for knowledge, and

Curiosity about miracles small and great.

The mind becomes a willing servant

To the dedicated student,

To the one who is willing to work, to understand

That there is no quick fix.