Haiku for the Insurrection

President Lame Duck Incited an ugly mob And must be removed Last summer I wrote a limerick in response to the clearing of Lafayette Square, when Donald Trump held up a Bible and glared at the cameras. And I truly believed that was rock bottom, for him and our country. But since then, he’s shown

Getting creative with my morning tea

Over the past month or so, I’ve found myself writing poetry. Haiku, in particular. I like the discipline involved with expressing an idea within seventeen syllables. The classic five/seven/five structure of a haiku forces a would-be writer to make some choices. “Dad” must sometimes be used in place of “Daddy.” In a similar vein, “brilliant”

A baseball haiku

Sometimes I get some morning inspiration to go along with my tea, and here’s what came to me this morning. I’m looking forward to Opening day next week, and I don’t think I’m the only one, either.

More tea and poetry

Sometimes a little scrap of paper is all you need to get creative. Instead of taking the Lipton tea bag out of its envelope, I leave it attached and see what comes to mind. We’re waiting for the snow to arrive as I type this out, 12 hours after I wrote this little throwaway haiku.

Tea and poetry

I wrote this on the back of a teabag wrapper this morning. Spring can’t get here soon enough for me.

A haiku with my tea this morning

In honor of Bill Hicks and his suggestion that creating and sharing is what we are here on earth for, today I wrote a haiku on the back of an unused tea bag. It hit me in an instant, and it took longer to find my camera and take a picture than it did to

A teabag wrapper haiku

I’ve been drinking tea lately, as I wean myself off of a long-term coffee habit. And when I drink tea at work, I undo the tea envelope so as to leave the paper intact. And today, I took the white space and the baseball on my coffee-turned-tea mug as a form of inspiration. I really