Swing Haiku July 14, 2013 · by mindlovemisery/ · in Haiku, Poetry, Senryu. ·

Virtue cast aside
I am too far from Canaan
To become a star
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Heaven shrinks and swells
Depending on the angle
Of my intentions
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Blurry Monet sky
Braided chains unraveling
Blinding pirouettes
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I summon the wind
Sunburnt thighs pumping madly
Icarus’ first flight
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You stand nonchalant
In the seat of a worn swing
Swaying my resolve
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On a wooden plank
I sail above elvish trees
Queen of the forest

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When I was a kid my dad sent me to day camp to learn how to make Native American pottery the swing set was in a clearing in the woods so I used to imagine the trees were my minions when I was swinging...

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Mom’s Vacation by Kathy Kenney-Marshall

My mom took me out to the drive-in. She took me to Zanzibar Lake. We went to a reptile pavilion, where we saw an enormous white snake. She took me to play at the playground, where we stayed all day long in the sun. And even though I got a sunburn, the pain was worth all of the fun. We went to a dozen new movies. I laughed till pop shot from my nose. We stopped at a butterfly garden, and I caught one with two of my toes. We went for a ride on a ferry, then went on a mountainous hike. And then we went to a museum, and we went for some rides on my bike. My mom took me into the forest. We camped out in spite of the rain. My mom stubbed her toe on a boulder and swore like a trucker from pain. She took me to Animal Kingdom. Then we went to the new public pool. My mother can’t wait till September for a rest when I go back to school. Google.com