A Little L.A.M.


Haiku no. 125 for NaPoMo

I cannot believe I think any differently from anyone else, and yet here I try to spin and to weave from words…

Haiku no. 125 for NaPoMo

I cannot believe I think any differently from anyone else, and yet here I try to spin and to weave from words…

Double Haikus no. 123 and 124 for NaPoMo

Laundry and dishes will always need to be done you can count on that. Why should I worry?

Double Haikus no. 123 and 124 for NaPoMo

Laundry and dishes will always need to be done you can count on that. Why should I worry?

Haiku no. 122 for NaPoMo

Haiku no. 122 for NaPoMo

soft and inviting
rustling, turning book pages
soothe, transport, transform

**Written in honor of a dear friend and her daughter, as well as National Library Week!


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Haiku no. 121 for NaPoMo

Distant mountaintop floating over the skyline: a snowy mirage. OSU Special Collections & Archives : Commons / Foter / No known copyright restrictions

Haiku no. 121 for NaPoMo

Distant mountaintop floating over the skyline: a snowy mirage. OSU Special Collections & Archives : Commons / Foter / No known copyright restrictions

Haiku no. 120 for NaPoMo

a revelation: sunlight around the corner, a question’s answer. S John Davey / Foter / Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 2.0 Generic (CC BY-ND 2.0)

Haiku no. 120 for NaPoMo

a revelation: sunlight around the corner, a question’s answer. S John Davey / Foter / Creative Commons Attribution-NoDerivs 2.0 Generic (CC BY-ND 2.0)

Haiku no. 119 for NaPoMo

One voice cutting through is a mundane miracle in the cafe din Dmitriy Pinchuk / Foter…

Haiku no. 119 for NaPoMo

One voice cutting through is a mundane miracle in the cafe din Dmitriy Pinchuk / Foter…

Double Haiku nos 117 and 118 for NaPoMo

my delights are small: petite vanilla bean scone, reading on the bus, painting my nails pink,

Double Haiku nos 117 and 118 for NaPoMo

my delights are small: petite vanilla bean scone, reading on the bus, painting my nails pink,

Haiku no. 116 for NaPoMo

mug of hot something cupped in hands—almost better than consuming it *MarS / Foter / Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 2.0 Generic (CC BY-NC-SA 2.0)

Haiku no. 116 for NaPoMo

mug of hot something cupped in hands—almost better than consuming it *MarS / Foter / Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 2.0 Generic (CC BY-NC-SA 2.0)

Haiku no. 115 for NaPoMo

Bus rattles and swerves winding through streets, climbing hills bearing us along Metro Transportation Library and Archive…

Haiku no. 115 for NaPoMo

Bus rattles and swerves winding through streets, climbing hills bearing us along Metro Transportation Library and Archive…

Haiku no. 114 for NaPoMo

zone of discomfort equals necessary growth invited or not Zane Selvans / Foter / Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 2.0 Generic (CC BY-NC-SA 2.0)

Haiku no. 114 for NaPoMo

zone of discomfort equals necessary growth invited or not Zane Selvans / Foter / Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike 2.0 Generic (CC BY-NC-SA 2.0)