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Haiku Friday: Sounds

WritersToday my haiku is from July 24th of my new book A Haiku Book of Days for Writers, Painters, Musicians, and Other Artists, one of a 7-book series. The topic for today is: “Sounds”

from those simple things
cluttering your daily life
seventeen short sounds

It’s Haiku Friday again. For the past twenty years or so, it has been my practice to write one haiku every day. Every Friday I share a haiku here, about whatever topic I happen to choose. I invite you to write a haiku on this topic too, and share it with me and the readers of this blog. Just write it in the Comments below. The only rules are: 1) your haiku must be about the named topic; 2) you must follow the 5-7-5 syllable format; 3) no obscenities or hate (I will delete those). That’s it.

You can purchase this book on Amazon here.

Haiku Friday: Paradox

WritersToday my haiku is from July 17th of my new book A Haiku Book of Days for Writers, Painters, Musicians, and Other Artists, one of a 7-book series. The topic for today is: “Paradox”

despite all its rules
haiku is so flexible
long live paradox

It’s Haiku Friday again. For the past twenty years or so, it has been my practice to write one haiku every day. Every Friday I share a haiku here, about whatever topic I happen to choose. I invite you to write a haiku on this topic too, and share it with me and the readers of this blog. Just write it in the Comments below. The only rules are: 1) your haiku must be about the named topic; 2) you must follow the 5-7-5 syllable format; 3) no obscenities or hate (I will delete those). That’s it.

You can purchase this book on Amazon here.

Haiku Friday: Noodle

WritersToday my haiku is from July 10th of my new book A Haiku Book of Days for Writers, Painters, Musicians, and Other Artists, one of a 7-book series. The topic for today is: “Noodle”

noodle with your words
shape in tubes, strands, or pouches
boil in brain water

It’s Haiku Friday again. For the past twenty years or so, it has been my practice to write one haiku every day. Every Friday I share a haiku here, about whatever topic I happen to choose. I invite you to write a haiku on this topic too, and share it with me and the readers of this blog. Just write it in the Comments below. The only rules are: 1) your haiku must be about the named topic; 2) you must follow the 5-7-5 syllable format; 3) no obscenities or hate (I will delete those). That’s it.

You can purchase this book on Amazon here.

Haiku Friday: Trust

TWritersoday my haiku is from July 3rd of my new book A Haiku Book of Days for Writers, Painters, Musicians, and Other Artists, one of a 7-book series. The topic for today is: “Trust”

computers go down
and carvers writing on stones
didn’t trust paper

It’s Haiku Friday again. For the past twenty years or so, it has been my practice to write one haiku every day. Every Friday I share a haiku here, about whatever topic I happen to choose. I invite you to write a haiku on this topic too, and share it with me and the readers of this blog. Just write it in the Comments below. The only rules are: 1) your haiku must be about the named topic; 2) you must follow the 5-7-5 syllable format; 3) no obscenities or hate (I will delete those). That’s it.

You can purchase this book on Amazon here.

The Holy Trinity of Dogs

Zipper 590001Alex Terrgi here. My human is fond of telling me that I am the best dog in the world – but then she always adds “who is alive today.” And then she mentions my sister Goody Beagle, who I agree was a fantastic dog, and another dog I never met, Zipper. Both Goody and Zipper are dead, at least their bodies are. But they still seem to be alive in my human’s memory.

Zipper was my human’s dog when she was a little girl, and he must have been some dog because she still remembers a lot about him and it was a LONG time since she was a little girl. I’ve seen pictures of Zipper. His last name was Dachshund, which means he had a looong body and short – very short – legs. Kinda funny looking dog, if you ask me.

But hey, looks aren’t everything. If even half the stories my human tells about Zipper’s courage and love are true, he probably was as good as Goody and me. I am glad to be part of my human’s Holy Trinity of Dogs: Saint Zipper, Saint Goody, and Saint Alex.

Haiku Friday: Party

DisorganizedToday my haiku is from June 26th of my new book A Haiku Book of Days for the Happily Disorganized and Others of Jumbled Mind, one of a 7-book series. As you can tell from the title, these haiku are all over the place. The topic for today is “Headlights”:

rainy morning streets
headlights mirror busy lives
blindly off to work

It’s Haiku Friday again. For the past twenty years or so, it has been my practice to write one haiku every day. Every Friday I share a haiku here, about whatever topic I happen to choose. I invite you to write a haiku on this topic too, and share it with me and the readers of this blog. Just write it in the Comments below. The only rules are: 1) your haiku must be about the named topic; 2) you must follow the 5-7-5 syllable format; 3) no obscenities or hate (I will delete those). That’s it.

You can purchase this book on Amazon here.

Haiku Friday: Queen

DisorganizedToday my haiku is from June 19th of my new book A Haiku Book of Days for the Happily Disorganized and Others of Jumbled Mind, one of a 7-book series. As you can tell from the title, these haiku are all over the place. The topic for today is “Queen”:

want to move on up?
bake a crown of gingerbread
and you can be queen

It’s Haiku Friday again. For the past twenty years or so, it has been my practice to write one haiku every day. Every Friday I share a haiku here, about whatever topic I happen to choose. I invite you to write a haiku on this topic too, and share it with me and the readers of this blog. Just write it in the Comments below. The only rules are: 1) your haiku must be about the named topic; 2) you must follow the 5-7-5 syllable format; 3) no obscenities or hate (I will delete those). That’s it.

You can purchase this book on Amazon here.

True Love

The CatAlex Terrgi here. A few weeks ago my human and I spent 2 days and 1 night at the home of my human’s daughter. I had a great time playing with the little kids who live there, especially my humans 6-year old grandson. He is the same age as me and likes to do the same kind of stuff. Dig in the dirt, run instead of walk, ride his bike really fast (well actually I can’t ride a bike, but I run alongside him to keep him company), and eat treats in front of the TV. (He shares his treats with me sometimes in spite of my human telling him not to.)

But that’s not the point of this story. Here’s the point. When we got home from being away for such a long time, The Cat met us at the door. She walked around our human’s feet and spat out words like “Mwah! Mwah!” in her crabbiest voice. Her eyes were very green and she pointed them right at our human. It was clear she did NOT approve of us being gone, and it was even clearer who she blamed for this travesty of justice.

Meanwhile I ran over to the couch and found my favorite spot. I curled up to take a nap, because I was a little tired – 6 year old human boys can really wear you out. After The Cat got done with cursing out our human, she ran over and jumped on the couch too – and then she climbed up on my back and purred her loudest happiest purr in my ear!

Now I know the Truth. No matter how many times she ignores me or hisses at me or tries to steal my bed or my food – The Cat loves me!

It is good to be loved, even by a cat.