New Life – A Haiku

October 28, 2015

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Photo taken June 2014 in Bromont, Quebec by V.Kayuk.

New Life

By Kayuk

New essense of Life

this miracle before us

no eye has yet seen.

Making Tomorrow – A Haiku

October 27, 2015

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Photo taken June 2014 in Bromont, Quebed by V.Kayuk

Tomorrow

By Kayuk

I dream tomorrow

into existence each night

I dream carefully

Dreams – A Haiku

October 26, 2015

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Photo taken June 9, 2014 in Bromont, Quebec by V.Kayuk.

Dreams

By Kayuk

With eyes wide open

I dream not of what is now

but of what will be

Knee Haiku

May 22, 2013

It’s so amazing what they can do with modern surgical proceedures. My knee feels like an alien grafting, but with 5 small bandaides you can conceal every incision. As Spock would say, “Fascinating!”

Good Knee

kneesBend, stretch, step, crawl, leap,

no matter what you’re doing

you need a good knee

Knee Meaning

Hot and fevered joint,

why do you torture me now?

I treated you well.

Bad Knee

Heat builds to boiling;

Ice pack elicits shocked squeals.

Oh no! A bad knee?

Swelling

Skin stretched shiny taut

bulges out where dents should be.

Swelling binds my knee.

Awards Nominations

May 13, 2013

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Thank You!

May 13, 2013

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Thank You!

Alone I sit, as in a dream,
gazing blankly at my screen.

Stray thoughts drift along the side;
something profound lurks inside.

Inspiration needs a lift,
thoughts flutter past, I need a gift.

Out the window my eyes gaze;
a peaceful scene, a sunny day,

Horses gambol in the field
while I wait for thoughts to build.

Then thoughts of love, like gentle pearls
drop down on me and all my worlds,

words filled with encouragement–
through keen comments, awards sent.

This friends and readers far and near
have whispered in my writer’s ear.

How could the scribbles from my mind
inspire reactions of this kind?

Could it be my thoughts have power
to move people; make love flower?

There’s just one test I think. I know!
to keep on writing down the flow…..

Just A Baby Monster

May 13, 2013

Monster Kitty was absolutely the most
adorable little thing ever!

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Monster Kitty told me the story this way…
“Da Mousey was diiiiisss biiiigggg!”

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“But I was fast and I gived him a right….”

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“then I gived him a left like dis….”

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“den I made a big ROAR like dis and scaret
dat Mousey away!”

Monster Kitty,
who’s quite witty,
grew up far
outside the city.

Chasing dust motes,
shedding out coats,
shredding scarves,
sleeping in totes.

Mousely terror,
haughty bearer
of sharp claws.
No collar wearer.

A feline talker,
now a stalker,
through the night
a ghostly walker.

Thank YouFriends #1
Do ya need help now?
Who are you gonna call first?
Who will you allow?

Friends #2
I need a shoulder,
a safe place to shed some tears.
I can count on you.

Friends #3
I am here for you,
no matter what you do.
I’ll always stand true.

Thanks to you all for befriending and ‘following’ me through this month as I developed my ‘poetic voice’. Thanks especially to those of you who left comments and those who nominated me for awards. I’m sorry time didn’t allow me to follow the process, but I promise after I catch up on a week’s worth of lost sleep I’ll properly thank you and pay it all forward.

I have enjoyed the process this month, and it has achieved what–I believe–it was designed for: to give the creative juices a big kick in the butt and get them activated again. And it has certainly worked for me! I’ve posted more in this month than I’ve posted in the last three years. I’m going to work very hard to keep this level of productivity going.

All the best to each and every one of you,

Vickie

Sorry my friends, I have been off line for several days due to a month end crush to get some things completed. ARGH!! Now I have about 30 minutes to get three days worth of poetry out, along with photos, etc.

Well, no need to panic, a girl can only do what a girl can do so…..sit back, take a deep breath, and let my mind run free…..

alliePer

Horse Haiku #1, ‘Full Alert’
‘Full Alert’ is my horse,
aptly named for attitude,
and size of her ears.

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Horse Haiku #2, ‘Full Radar Alert’
This foal was born tall,
Couldn’t find her grocery stores.
Could use a ‘Radar’.

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Horse Haiku #3, ‘Full Tesla’
Third generation,
Elegantly electric.
‘Tesla’ says it all.


Ode to Monster Kitty
Something has happened to my soft gray buddy,
he’s been missing in action for quite a while.
I’ve looked and called to no avail,
no answer is found, no sign of his long tail.

Found alone and crying in the middle of a field,
wet and cold after an especially heavy rain,
Monster Kitty was about the size of a mouse-
a soft, gray ball of wet fur yelling in hunger-
tiny, vulnerable, and screaming his outrage.

Light as a feather and barely able to see,
already he was a miniature fighter with fists waving,
ready to take on the world and size be damned,
Hissing at my approach, warning my dark shadow
that he was tough and would fight to the death.

He grew from finger-sized to super-sized,
with a tail that he carried high in the air
a long gray monkey tail of defiance,
at once a challenge and an announcement
that Monster Kitty had arrived on the scene.

As he grew from tiny kitten to gangly catten,
he murdered scarves, attacked shiny dust motes,
and annoyed the hell out of older Ezaroo cat.
A fearless king of the house from the beginning,
he was not above stealing Rally’s dog food.

In his Catten years he was a quality entertainer,
dragging hair ties and pillows around the house,
laying in wait around every corner to attack,
climbing the tree to the sunny apartment roof,
then leaping to a cushion held over my head.

Monster Kitty was an extraordinary cat,
curious about everything and always learning.
He learned to open drawers while I was at work
and reclaimed all his toys from their hiding places,
then brought them to drop on my keyboard with glee.

His energy seemed unlimited–especially at night,
when I was combination trampoline and launch pad.
Never especially affectionate, but still my friend,
he was often opinionated and quick with claws,
but when he allowed a cuddle I felt blessed.

Monster Kitty, your loss is a shadow on my heart.
I miss hearing you run on the roof like an elephant
as you blasted around chasing mice for hours.
I wonder where you are, and what you’re doing now.
You’re such a handsome boy, did you find safety?
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