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.

Ghostwriting for a Dog: Nothing Doing

oncouchAlex Terrgi here. It seems impossible, but sometimes humans forget how to do nothing. They are way too busy, and they miss so much by doing nothing.

I try to show my human how to do nothing when she forgets, which is way too often. I do it like this: I walk into whichever room she is in, say the room where she keeps her computer, and I flop down by her feet and stretch my legs out, open my mouth and yawn, and close my eyes. Sometimes I will give a little moan or sigh. If this does not work, I will put my head on her lap and gaze into her face while thinking loving thoughts about how cute she is when she is doing nothing.

If this doesn’t work, I give up and go into another room by myself, say the room with the couch in it, and stretch out on the couch after turning around a couple times and rubbing my smell all over it so it makes a soft nest. I rest my head on the throw pillow and wait for her to come into this room and see me, and join me on the couch with a throw pillow of her own.

I keep hoping she will learn how to do nothing, but so far it does not seem to be working.

Compost: Time for a Day Off

birthday cakeMay 19th is my birthday. I’ve always been glad my birthday is in the bloomiest part of the spring, and I usually try to take this day off work to celebrate. Therefore no blog post today! Blogging is work, you know; it takes time to come up with ideas to blog about, it takes time to write those ideas down, and time to edit them, and – well you get the picture. I love my work, but my life is bigger than that, and my birthday reminds me of this fact. Birthdays also remind us of time passing, and it seems to pass faster the more birthdays you have. How many more chances I’ll have to celebrate my birthday, I don’t know, so I’m not passing any of them up.

Off to do something bloomy.

Compost: People Who Can’t Write Well

We all think we can write, or we should be able to. After all, we learned how in first grade. A big part of what makes us “civilized” is our ability to write.

But not everyone is talented at writing. I’m not talking about writing clearly enough to communicate some semblance of your thoughts. Most people can manage to do that.

But words are so much more. The written word can change the world – it has a long and distinguished history of doing just that. Words cause emotion, and emotion is what moves people to action. Writing that sings – compelling, moving, dramatic– is often an inborn talent, or an one acquired through lots of time and hard work. Not everyone is born with this talent, or has the time or desire to acquire it.

We can’t be everything. There are plenty of writers who bore the pants off people when they try to give speeches. Writers who can’t hit a home run to save their soul. Writers who can’t draw a stick figure that people could recognize as such. Writers who haven’t the first clue how to sell something. Writers whose thumbs are black, not green, and who kill every plant they try to grow. But boy can they write! We are all different. We have different talents and have learned to use different tools.

It is okay not to write well. If it wasn’t, I wouldn’t have a job.

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