Monday, October 27, 2014

Brunch at Bastille in Ballard and the Sunday Farmer's Market

It was a feast for the eyes and stomach today in Ballard.
Here's today's Haiku:

Farmer's market food
porn: purple potatoes and
rainbow chard
I weep with desire
for the absinthe caramels
and twice baked croissants

Saturday, October 18, 2014

Fall haiku

Her tan lines fading,
Summer, boards the hayride and  
blows a kiss to fall

Thursday, October 9, 2014


I'm raising money for Hugo House by writing for 30 minutes a day for 30 days. I've been trying to write one haiku during the thirty minutes and I'm starting to get in the groove of writing again. After reading The Artist's Way I used to have a daily routine of writing first thing in the morning when I woke up.

I stopped this years ago when the internet started taking over and when I started working full time. It feels good to be putting works on paper again. Here are some samples of my writing so far.

If you would like to contribute to my fundraising efforts for Hugo House you can do so here:

October 1, 2014
I am the only person in this café
Without a tattoo
I make my marks on paper.

October 2
The clouds were pink puffs at sunset
In a red lined horizon
End of day driving home

October 7
Silver disc in blue-black sky
a Basho moon makes
night shadows beneath the trees

October 8
A raygun filled stars
shot me in the heart
and I wept a thousand moonbeams