Hand Wash Cold let me sit with uncomfortable and beautiful truths. Slip transported me to a time when my son was newly diagnosed. Karen and Tanya, thank you for sharing yourselves, for sharing your truths.
Posts under ‘Haiku Friday’
Roly Poly Haiku
Image credit: Photo by pwinn on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons Soft brush of finger transforms ten tickling feet to an armored ball.
The Ups and Downs of an Autistic 3rd Grader’s Education
"Austen can repeat whole paragraphs verbatim from his memory." "But he's unable to recall faces and names when shown a picture." "Vocabulary tests at a high school level, as does his reading." "However, he can't answer some simple questions on what he has read." "I've never seen scores like this in math -- not ever [...]
Kids, Don’t Try Alliterative Haiku or Coke for Breakfast
Slowly sipping sweet, cool, caffeinated cola: Bad, blissful breakfast.
Off-Stage Fright Haiku
A face in the crowd, one of hundreds, tilted up in rapt attention. As they shuffle out, I weave my way to the front and wait, shakily. I want to say... be... something special, but I squeak, "Thanks," and disappear.
Haiku for Janie’s Gift
Gleaming silver dimes pulled from Janie's piggy bank, clutched in her warm palm. One by one she drops, into the paper wrapped can, dime on dime. Plink. Plink. "Some kids have cancer, and it's bad that they are sick. I want to help them."
Haiku from my Teen Diary – June 9, 1986
That must be heaven. A place you can be yourself and not be afraid.
Haiku for Letters
Old notebook paper: Your pen followed the blue lines tracing out your day. The pages are creased. Pressed by your own hand, sealed, sent hand by hand, to me. And you say please. Please. Write. Send me something you touched. E-mail's so sterile.
Haiku for Janie and a Friend Eating Cake
"What's your favorite part: cake, frosting or strawberries?" "I pick... All of them!"
Impatient Haiku
Praying for patience. Praying... Waiting... Stupid God! I want patience now!
