Recent haiku inspired by book titles I gathered at my visit to the Royersford Free Public Library on 1/21/23. This trip was part of my Montco Library Tour – look here if you want to know what I am talking about.
My hand is shaking.
Five Tuesdays. One too many.
I can’t try again.
Now the story’s out. Hold tight.
One red shoe flying.
the gentle thread pulls.
the seams in my soul close up.
the needle’s eye blinks.
9 thoughts on “Haiku 1237, 1238, 1241”
Five Tuesdays is definitely one too many. (K)
Those months that have five of a whatever day, somehow that just seems wrong to me. And I don’t know why.
It disrupts the flow.
Good Lord! That last one is tremendous!! The needle’s eye blinks just about knocked me off my chair!!
Thank you. I learned to sew when I was young and I have always thought the needle often guided my hand rather than the other way around…
The first one makes me wonder what happened on all those Tuesdays! You know that haiku would be a great prompt for a creative writing class!
I like an open-ended story or poem where there can be a lot of solutions or options and you can use your imagination…I like the idea of this poem prompting others to write down where it has taken them.
The first poem makes me think about the feeling I had about January, a month that seems to last a year. I am especially taken by the final poem. I feel there is a balance of pessimism and optimism to it, something that can be easily destroyed by tugging on a single thread can also be repaired and restored.
I am with you about January. And to me the metaphor of sewing is all about repairing or creating, it’s hopeful.
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