12/31/09

199.

Regretting leaving,

but knowing that I have to.

Wishing I did not.

12/18/09

198.

So very sleepy.

Want to nap but I cannot:

It's opening night!!

197.

The last two days have

been a whirlwind and a blur.

Tomorrow? The same.

12/14/09

196.

Cookie baking fun

leads to sticky sugar-hands.

Tasty treats abound!!

12/10/09

195.

A superb sunset,

the Keys again visible,

the glow on the Bay.

194.

The fog has lifted,

but confusion still remains.

What a wacky world!

193.

Days pass so slowly,

yet years go by in a flash.

The time paradox.

192.

I'm thinking of you,

and I really hope you know,

you're always with me.

12/9/09

191.

Today has been odd.

My mind is as foggy as

the weather outside.

190.

Low-hanging fog clouds

the view across the bay. The

Keys there but hidden.

188.

Warm Wednesday in the

FoggySota. It's misty

in all directions.

187.

This is a day for

hot soup, warm cocoa, and tea.

Warm liquids that soothe.

12/7/09

186.

This is a day for

curling up in bed to take

a really good nap.

185.

Monday...why must you

be so bleak and gray and cold?

You make me feel blah.

184.

This weekend seemed long,

and yet, way too short. It's odd,

the tricks that time plays.

183.

Messiah was great!!

We sounded better than we

ever have. Woo-hoo!!

12/4/09

182.

I'm a little bit

in love with Tim Minchin. Go

listen to him here.

181.

I have writer's block.

Hope it's just temporary...

deadline's coming up!!

180.

Think my boots are here!!

This will cheer me, but...are shoes

really the answer?

179.

Can a cr*ppy day

be turned around by coffee?

Well...at least somewhat.

178.

Having a bad day.

The weather matches my mood.

Stupid, stupid rain.

12/3/09

177.

Had a bad Thursday

so...feeling pretty weepy.

Dammit, dammit, damn!!

176.

I spend days feeling

like a monkey on a string,

bouncing haplessly.

12/2/09

175.

I just cannot wait:

Rifftrax and new boots soon? I'm

pleasantly giddy.

174.

You are quite the loon.

Why must you behave like this?

You mystify me.

173.

Ah, December's here!

The advent of Advent is

truly upon us.

11/30/09

172.

The moon's face is like

a Galilean drawing.

Oh astronomy!!

11/23/09

171.

I am full of pie.

Yoder's was so amazing.

I am sugar high.

11/17/09

170.

I had a haiku

all planned out for today, but

I forgot it. Drat!!

169.

Paulie is coming!!

In five very short days now...

Ferrari Fest. Yay!!

168.

Still learning the ropes.

Even now in my fourth year,

New lessons still come.

167.

Feeling crotchety.

Not quite sure why that is so.

Stars are mis-aligned?

11/16/09

166.

The sleepy monkey

dreams of bananas and trees,

but she does not climb.

* - For Portside

11/4/09

165.

Caught between two shows:

research here and research there,

research everywhere!!

164.

I really don't know...

Perfection is dangerous...

Balance is better.

163.

Mr. Obama:

Happy anniversary!

Now, keep on working!

162.

A note to Portside:

I am still in disbelief.

Find me a flaw, eh?

11/3/09

161.

Hustle and bustle,

a building full of people.

Start of the season!!

11/2/09

160.

I'm in rehearsal

for two shows and still doing

all my office work.

159.

Fishermen standing

waist deep in the bay water.

Captured while catching.

10/30/09

158.

Life in the Middle:

a truly wonderful show

that closes tonight.

157.

Come on, Florida!!

It is almost Hallowe'en.

Why is it this hot?!

10/29/09

156.

Oh, come on...really?!

You, sir, are nonsensical.

Why are you this way?!

155.

A punch in the gut-

the news just bowled me over

-an ache in the heart.

10/28/09

154.

Great pain and great joy.

The ironies of Facebook

are not lost on me.

10/15/09

153.

Just dragging today.

Nothing is really amiss,

just am overwhelmed.

10/14/09

152.

Throwing out old plays,

turning people's dreams to dust,

I feel like Shiva.

10/12/09

151.

In the presence of

the transformation: a night

not soon forgotten.

150.

Anniversary.

Remembrance: hard, but needed.

Eleven years on.

149.

A tremendous night:

the Laramie Epilogue

at Asolo Rep.

10/7/09

148.

The Produce Boy "crush":

lurking amongst the mangos,

hoping for a glimpse.

10/5/09

147.

A German hippie

alit in my small office.

I'll get you Gulling!!!!!

10/3/09

146.

The weather is now

just cool enough to be nice.

Smattering of Fall.

10/2/09

145.

At Whole Foods on Weds.

Saw the produce guy again.

Still was quite dreamy.

144.

October is my

favorite month when at home.

Missing New England.

143.

Apples after zinc,

taste really bad and are not

alphabetical.

9/29/09

142.

The hurt feelings were

unintentional, truly.

I didn't mean to.

141.

Do you really need

to be that condescending?

You catch more flies with...

9/28/09

140.

It's not season yet

and already there's madness....

so, so much madness.

139.

I like my blue skirt.

I should wear it more often.

People say it's nice.

138.

Where did the time go?!

I swear I had five more hours!!

Bye bye to Monday!!

137.

Muddle of a day.

Caught in an endless task-smash.

Brain = mashed potatoes.*

*In this haiku, the "=" symbol is not pronounced.

136.

Is it some odd code

that Whole Foods produce stockboys

must be really hot?

9/21/09

135.

King John was awesome!!

It's such an overlooked gem.

Can't wait for the spring!!

9/17/09

134.

Been away so long...

hard to find that groove again.

But I know I will.

133.

Summer never ends,

not down here on the gulf coast.

Sticky September.

9/9/09

132.

Unique day and date:

it's September 9th '09.

Very synchronous!!

131.

What is up today?!

Why the huge, crazy workload?

Stupid questions, those.

9/8/09

130.

Oh, my hazy head!

Cramm'd full of thought and bluster.

Want a neck massage.

9/4/09

129.

Why am I still up?!

Need to go to bed, like, now.

Sleep will be so good.

128.

Paolo Lucchini's

a Scottish-Italian man

and quirky singer.

9/3/09

127.

Small black bird, skimming

over its own reflection

shining in the bay.

126.

The same pelican,

perched on a rock in the bay,

two days in a row.

125.

Reading about sheep:

the plot thick as twisted wool.

Mangelwurzels, yum!!

#125 - Inspired by the book I'm sharing with my Mom, Three Bags Full: A Sheep Detective Story by Leonie Swan. Thanks for the inspiration and assist, Mom!!

9/1/09

124.

September the first:
Hary Potter fans find this
a quite special day.

123.

He must always trump
everyone's opinions, but
truth doesn't matter.

122.

Must you be like that?!
You know, you're not always right.
Infuriating!!

8/31/09

121.

A tricky question:
Why do all the good things go?
Unanswerable.

120.

It's official now.
Yes. As of noon-time today.
SNAB is really closed.

119.

Last day of the month.
Remember: "Rabbit, rabbit!"
Luck for September.

118.

Watch me jump and sing!
Nothing's really different, just...
in a good mood now.

8/30/09

117.

House cleaning. Oh joy.

About to start digging in...

Please wish me good luck!!

8/28/09

116.

I can't believe it:

Sarasota News and Books,

you can't be closing!!

8/27/09

115.

I cannot believe
what plane tickets already
cost for Thanksgiving!!

8/26/09

114.

Today was quite odd:
It felt unproductive but
really it wasn't!!

113.

It's been gray a lot.
Rain clouds and dusk blend into
one long, misty blur.

8/25/09

112.

Wishing you such a
happy birthday Andy and
missing you a lot.

111.

Already thirty?
How can that be possible?
Ah well, 'tis young yet.

110.

Thirty years ago:
one of my dearest friends came
shouting into life.

* - Today's haiku dedicated to the birthday of my good friend, GeekUSA.

8/24/09

109.

Windburnt and tanned skin.
Shepherd's crook curve to the spine.
No home, only street.

8/22/09

108.

Scattershot lately.

A brain/body disconnect.

Get it together!!

8/21/09 - Take 2

107.

I cannot believe
something like that slipped my mind.
I've been a bad friend.

8/21/09

106.

Helpless dithering:
I shoot myself in the foot.
Why, oh why, oh why?!

8/19/09

105.

Today's planned haiku
just disappeared from my head.
So, there's this instead!!

8/18/09

104.

Sunlit from above,
the palm frond sways in the breeze,
green-gold and glowing.

8/17/09

103.

Fourteen years ago.
So long ago and yet the
wound feels next-day fresh.

Backdated 8/16/09

102.

Heart and mind and soul,
are all still in Rhode Island.
But my body's not.

101.

One hundred haiku!!
Well, if you include this one,
one hundred and one.

100.

Whitman time again:
"A child said, 'what is the grass?' "
I miss you, Pop-Pop.

99.

In the air again.
Sad my vacation's over.
It was way too short.

Backdated 8/15/09

98.

The ghosts of orchards:
lonely light in the farm-yard,
all the apples gone.

Backdated 8/12/09

97.

Can I find my way?
What is my next step forward?
The bridge falls away.

96.

Where has this week gone?!
How is tomorrow Thursday?!
Want to stay longer!!

95.

The art of stillness
gives me no end of trouble.
Bouncy, noisy girl.

94.

What's that smoky cloud,
hovering over the field?
Just some sausages!!

* - Co-written with my mother!!

Backdated 8/8/09

I've been away on vacation for a bit, so my posting has been interrupted. Ironically, though, it's been a fruitful writing time, so I have many haiku to catch up on posting!! Please bear with me, and the regular posting schedule will resume soon!!

93.

"It's a shrinking time."
The Creole cabbie's quite wise.
Coping's now the norm.

92.

Praying for safety:
two smooth flights with no trouble.
Warm welcome at home.

91.

Last night was the last
crackle of the way things were.
Farewell, 'BCN.

* - For Geek USA's last broadcast on Boston's WBCN.

90.

Can't wait to be home!!
Missing my family lots.
Can't wait to squeeze them!!

89.

I don't know why but
traveling helps me to write.
Haiku aplenty!!

88.

As I wait to fly,
thinking lovingly of home,
I eat tart shallots.

87.

A happy sadness.
Stuck at sixes and sevens.
A sad happiness.

86.

More often than not,
I pick chicken when I can.
Veggie-head by chance?

85.

My tummy was all
jiggly and weird last night, but
I hope that's done now!

84.

Wow, that was so fast!
Service at Cafe Elise
is just like lightning!

83.

Am I shutting doors
without really knowing that
they were even there?

8/6/09

82.

Thunderclouds forming
with greater frequency now:
August on the Gulf.

81.

Tomorrow is the
third anniversary of
my first day at work.

80.

I can't believe I
didn't post yesterday but
things have been crazy.

8/4/09 - Part Trois

79.

Sometimes I hear it,
the five-seven-five rhythm,
thrumming in my head.

8/4/09 - Part Deux

For this sequence, please read up from the bottom in numerical order, starting with #74 and ending with #78. The haikus tell a little story that, taken out of order, will not make as much sense. Inspired by the people a few tables over when out at dinner tonight.

78.

I feel ashamed now.
I judged you much too quickly.
But still....the panties!!

77.

Oh, too quick to judge....
We each have our cross to bear.
Yours is Crohn's disease.

76.

Wow, you have no heart.
I hope I'm nicer than you
when I turn 50.

75.

I can see panties!
Your skirt should be much longer!
Auugh! My eyes....my eyes!!

74.

Gossiping ladies....
do I want to hear every
word you say? Um, no.

8/4/09

73.

It's a bad sign when
you try to unlock your apt.
with your office key.

8/3/09

72.

Five years in the past,
my Dad singled off Bill Lee.
The best hit ever!!

71.

If I ever say
I want coffee after five*
tackle me, okay?

*That's p.m.

8/2/09

70.

Sometimes the right thing
leaps upon you unannounced.
Diamond in the dark.

8/1/09

69.

Sleepy Saturday:
westward windows let in the
dappled sunlit glow.

7/31/09

68.

The end of the month:
the hustle and bustle, and
the dregs of past weeks.

7/30/09

67.

Grantwriting is hard.
Need fresh and new ideas.
Can't seem to focus.

7/29/09

66.

Great birthday wishes
to my dear, dear cousin Chris.
Happy 29!!!!!

7/28/09

65.

Got too much to do.
Nothing I can delegate.
What a stinky day!!

64.

Angry kangaroos
tend to strike without warning.
Jabbing viciously.

63.

I hate it when I
have to play the "bad" cop with
my good colleagues/friends.

62.

Middle of the night,
and I am awake. See what
early bedtime does?

7/27/09

61.

Things that unsettle
also can help us to grow.
Welcome the challenge!!

60.

Is what is right in
the middle of the night still
right in the morning?

59.

Making decisions
is hardly ever easy.
Hope that I did well.

7/26/09

58.

Naps are excellent.
At least in moderation.
Overslept!! Oh no!!

7/25/09

57.

Going to dinner,
and then to a play with friends.
Happy Saturday!!

7/24/09

56.

Friday, thank goodness!!
This week was so very long.
Busy weekend though!!

7/23/09

55.

One month of haiku:
An ordering of the mind,
a daily stillness.

54.

Poetry backlog.
No haiku for three whole days.
Feels like a thought-clog.

53.

Kai Owen is a
slightly husky Welsh actor
that I really love.

7/20/09

52.

The new Torchwood is...
amazing...incredible...
only just starting.

51.

The return to Work.
So much work, so few hours...
the day just flew by.

7/19/09

50.

Back in the 'Sota.
Ninety degrees and climbing.
My shoes are melting.

7/18/09

49.

Farewell to DC.
I had a lovely time here.
Thanks much to Portside.

48.

Lovable nerd-geeks,
inspired by theatre.
Dramaturgs ahoy!!

7/17/09

47.

The Metro, day two:
the chance to meet your neighbor
face-to-armpit. Ack!!

*Should the reader prefer, the last syllable can be replaced with "Ick!!"

7/16/09

46.

Riding the Metro.
People packed in like tuna.
B.O. smorgasbord.

7/15/09

45.

Universe and I,
we are tight and sh*t like that.
I'm good like that, yeah?

44.

Dirty sock revenge.
I mean, who does that, really?
Sitcom universe.

-Today's haiku co-written by Portside, who also provided a great deal of their inspiration.

7/14/09

44.

I need to sit still,
find some inner calm, and then,
my success will come.

43.

Today really stinks.
I've lost something important
and haven't found it.

7/13/09

42.

Stupid alarm clock!!
I didn't hear you beeping!!
Eep!! I'm really late!!

7/12/09

41.

Short, round greasy man.
Do I want your opinion?
In just one word: NO!!

7/11/09

40.

I do sometimes think
movies would be better if
they had dramaturgs.

39.

Today has been odd.
Semi-productive and yet
tinged with lassitude.

7/10/09

38.

Friday, at long last.
Why did a four day week feel
so endlessly long?

7/9/09

37.

It's like I live in
suspended animation.
What is my purpose?

7/8/09 - Last one for the day...really...I swear

36.

Dark little rain cloud.
So, what bug crawled up your bum?
Always so angry.

7/8/09

35.

The bay at sunset.
Stain'd pink, gold, aquamarine.
Maxfield Parrish-esque.

34.

The A/C's busted
in my red hot small red car.
$800 to fix!!

7/8/09

33.

Just about to leave
when the skies open. Downpour!
Summer strikes again.

7/8/09

32.

Funny how commas
can change your meaning and your
intent completely.

31.

I'm thirty-one now.
"Old at being young," so say
Barenaked Ladies.

30.

I am exhausted.
Can one have jet lag inside
of the same time zone?

Back to Your Regularly Scheduled Haiku - 7/8/09

29.

Starbucks mochas are
a necessary evil.
I yearn for Rao's.

A Brief Non-Haiku Post...

My good friend Andy was kind enough to say some really nice things about this blog over on his blog, Geek USA. You can check out the link here. While you're there, indulge in a spin through his writing. He excels at commentary on everything from politics to music to religion to television with just the right mix of sharp wit and sincerity. An addictive read, not to be missed!!

7/7/09

28.

Sarasota hot:
air like a warm, wet wool sock.
Summer on the Gulf.

Backdated - July 6, 2009

27.

A clear morning sky.
Bluer than bluer than blue.
No clouds anywhere.

26.

Poor Andy Roddick.
Played his best tennis match, but
Federer triumphed.

25.

Summer slows down time.
Wrote no haiku for a week.
Back into it now.

24.

Vacation's over.
I will miss home so badly.
I already do.

23.

Again on a plane.
Sad my vacation's over,
but Florida calls.

Backdated - June 28, 2009

22.

Bird song and crisp air.
A lazy Sunday morning.
Sweet, slow summer day.

Backdated - June 27, 2009

21.

The bright, warm sunroom
glows with early summer light.
It's good to be home.

Backdated - June 26, 2009

20.

Praying for safety.
A smooth, turbulence-free flight.
Want to get home now.

19.

Why are all teen boys
either hyper or sullen?
Awash with hormones!

18.

Why can I not see
the adult in me when all
others see her clear?

17.

Airport announcer,
your jokes are not too funny.
But they'll do for now.

16.

Twitchy, teenage boy.
Oh why can't you just sit still?!
Stop it, stop it, STOP!!!!!

15.

Words are gushing out.
I can't stop writing lately.
My soul in my pen.

14.

Composing haiku
in an airport terminal
is distinctly strange.

13.

Fluellen is soft.
Bulbous, furry, gray, and small.
My sweet elephant.

6/26/09

11.

Too much work to do,
and way, WAY too little time.
NEED this vacation.

12.

Conflicting input.
Disputes can criss-cross oceans.
Gee thanks, Internet.

6/25/09

9.

Whiteberry yogurt,
frozen heaven in a cup.
Healthy midday treat!!

10.

Leavin' on a jet--
verdant Rhode Island awaits.
Home sweet home, indeed.

6/25/09

7.

Outside: muggy air.
Inside: the A/C's frigid.
Me: snug in blankets.

8.

Oh sweet, joyous day!!
Tomorrow I fly homewards,
a bird on the wing.

6/24/09

6.

Such a late, late night.
The office walls start to blur...
Why don't I go home?!

6/24/09

5.

I dream of Moscow...
I left lifetimes ago, or...
maybe yesterday.

6/24/09

3.

Just five more minutes!
Work beckons, but I yearn to
stay in my blankets.

4.

Sometimes, sleep is an
easy refuge from the whirl
of life's emotions.

2 - 6/23/09

2 - 6/23/09

Stilling the wild mind,
for one moment each morning,
starts the day with joy.

The Project Begins....

1 - 6/23/09

The Birthday dawns grey.
I watch the sunrise reflect
through mist-fogged windows.