Sunday Haiku

Mourning doves call at dawn

haunting echoes

I turn, drifting back to dreams.


Note:  today is my birthday.  Spent the day at a soccer tournament in Midland/Odessa watching my grandson play club soccer.  Returned home to find, at last count, 82 birthday wishes on Facebook, greetings from all but two continents.  Feeling grateful.

Friday Haiku

Since taking blogging 101 through WordPress, I have decided to follow one of their recommendations and post at least one regular post regardless of what other types of content I may post other days of the week.  Therefore, every Friday, I will post at least one haiku.  Spring has sprung here.  Birds are singing and playing in the rain–it has rained off and on the last several days, a rather unusual event for the Panhandle of Texas–semi arid country for sure.

Here is my first Friday Haiku post in celebration of spring:

Cardinal bobbing in a cobalt bath

cedars trembling

portrait in red, green, and blue.

Haiku Adventure–Part Eight

Before I began this adventure, haiku’s popularity bypassed me totally.  Hence, I remain astonished at how many people like my haiku posts and how many followers I gained with them.  This post not only continues this particular adventure, but also focuses on heroes.  Who are your heroes, why?  One of mine is Pancho Villa.  I admire revolutionaries, Robin Hoods, people who take risks to help the poor, downtrodden, disenfranchised.  This post is dedicated to Pancho Villa:

Pancho Villa frowning in the midday sun

bandolier crossed

brave enough to invade New Mexico.


Haiku Adventure-Part Seven

This rather short adventure was an experiment soon to end.  Since my haiku posts generated so many positive responses, I may consider its continuance.  My most recent adventure, however, is to take Word Press’ Blogging 101 in spite of the fact that I have been blogging for more than three years.  I feel certain I can learn something new.  For now here is another haiku.

Three large purple onions


mother’s old stoneware bowl.

Haiku Adventure–Part Three

What I learned from these poems:  what is usually considered good writing for other types of poems may or may not apply to haiku.  Alliteration provides an example.  Generally, in poetry alliteration merits a plus.  Not in haiku.  Regardless, I decided to leave the alliteration in this poem.  When I eliminated the alliteration, the effect I wanted disappeared.

red roan horse runs

rain roars

deep depression in mud


Generally, I teach senior English–British literature.  However, one short class twice a week contains all freshmen.  My assignment:  teach them what they need to know to pass the state STAAR for ELA.  This poem illustrates what occurred during the class this past week.

teaching freshmen English class

What is a pronoun?

they stare; no one knows.