manifesto

My quest has begun,
Jesus art will be produced.
I am terrified.

With fear and trembling
I will make art about Christ.
lord guard me from "them".

8- 27-12 a rainy day

Rain rain go away.
Come again another day-
American haiku.

No one goes out now,
Crickets like artilery,
house hunkered down; rain.

stocking feet, hot tea,
curling up with a good book:
Rainy day delights.

museum quiet
my gallery is empty
What's a girl to do?

Egypt

Inspired by a doodle on a postcard TMTE

A lotus floats by.
What disturbed its peaceful bed?
Crocodile's lunch.

(This story can grow.
Write the next haiku to pass
to friends here at work.)

Waiting/ Traffic

Waiting in the car
stuck with nothing to do as
time slowly passes.


Traffic creeps along
painfully inch by inch. Rush Hour
the great oxymoron.

Control

God is in control.
remind me daily of it
God is in control.

8-17-12

chocolate lingers
in my tummy in my brain
happy feeling stays.

Jessi Bair

So this week I've thought of haiku that expressed how i feel about a certain friendship. However, that person also reads this blog so it would NOT be okay to write about said person. Then there are friends like Jessi who call me out of the blue and really make me smile. And so haiku,

if you visit me at work
shake me by the shoulders
til I smile.

(Yes, still counts. 17 syllables. And yes, true story. My bad habit of not looking at the grownups REALLY got me in trouble this time.)

Grr

Change produces thought
the feelings of discontent
fear and joy unknown