Saturday, March 31, 2007

haiku (for Jay)

I let you taste the

strawberries I'm slicing while

you grill sausages.

Photos by: Osquer

One Word - so little time [sedition]

As we struggled to restrain the long branches of wild rose it became increasingly clear that the were intent on sedition. Still with a combination of rope, pruning shears, ingenuity, brute strength and determination, in other words "a very special blend of psychology and extreme violence," we were finally able to whip them into shape.

Friday, March 30, 2007

magnetic haiku (for Jay)

I want to learn to
dazzle you with delicious
poetry kisses

55 Fiction Friday

Jessica’s discomfort at discussing the break with her mentor was so palpable that the duke did not press her on the subject. He assumed the professor had made inappropriate advances to his young pupil and British decorum prevented him from causing his daughter further discomfort despite his continuing curiosity regarding the circumstances of her disappearance.

[FIRST] [PREVIOUS] (to be continued...)

One Word - so little time [undulant]

He stood in the doorway with his mouth agape. Somehow she had transformed the living room into a forest glade. She had even placed something under parts of the carpet to make it undulant like a natural landscape. It helped that the carpet was green. She had painted the ceiling blue and white and had painted trees on the walls. There were potted flowers everywhere and even a fountain. It was fantastic!

Thursday, March 29, 2007

magnetic haiku

Photos by: Osquer - one word, so little time [leaf]

I slowly sank my teeth into the spearmint leaf delighting in the sweet gumminess and slight grit of the sugar coating. The familiar sensation transported me back in time to my childhood and long car trips which were probably far more fun in retrospect than they had been at the time.

March 29, 2007 06:48 PM

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

haiku - Out Of Sight Out Of Mind

The short answer is

yes we have some potatoes...

you don't want any.

Photo by: Osquer - one word, so little time [delicate]

I was sad to see that the delicate crocuses had been shredded by the previous night's storm. I had enjoyed the pounding rain and thunder thinking that the moisture would be good for all of the flowers. I didn't realize that the first of them would prove to be so fragile.
March 28, 2007 06:15 PM (21:15 EDT)

Tuesday, March 27, 2007

Fibonacci Poem






a rare pair of conjoined tulips.

Photo by: Osquer


An unexpected

silence replaces pounding

spring rain with soft mist

One Word - so little time [roborant]

His kiss when I came through the door was so roborant to my spirit that I would cling to him for several moments. I felt like a computer rebooting and had come to nickname this welcome home greeting as "hitting the reset button" at the end of my day. I almost felt like a new woman.

Monday, March 26, 2007


A delightfully

surprising daffodil popped

it's head up today!

Photo by: Osquer

One Word - so little time [autochthonous]

Dandelions have been so ever present that I always assumed they were autochthonous. I didn't realize that they had been brought over from Europe by settlers. Stupid humans. Actually, I never really minded dandelions. I'd always found them to be rather cheerful, and as I child I could always make my grandmother smile with a dandelion bouquet.

Sunday, March 25, 2007


I’m so glad rumors

of a single crocus have

turned out to be true!

Photo by: Osquer

haiku (Happy 7 Month Anniversary, Jay!)

The Spring sun through the

window pane casts a rainbow

on your bare shoulder.

Photo by: Osquer

One Word - so little time [expunge]

While it had only taken moments and the act of turning the key in her car's ignition on Friday to expunge all thoughts of work from her mind, as Sunday was wearing on responsibility began to creep back into her brain and the stacks of paper that waited on her desk towered in her future.

Saturday, March 24, 2007


river mist shrouds my

journey and my mind is fogged

with thoughts of soft sheets

Photo by: Osquer

One Word - so little time [dour]

Her habit had made Sister Tony appear dour, so Johnny was stunned to find his teacher laughing in the parking lot as she kicked a soccer ball around with some of the younger students. They seemed unsurprised by this behavior. So, Johnny resolved to be more observant of how the nuns behaved when they didn't have rulers in their hands.

Friday, March 23, 2007

55 Fiction Friday

“I am sorry, father,” She spoke the word tentatively, bringing a shy smile to the usually reticent duke’s face, “I really do not know if Professor Wayman had any knowledge of my identity and, unfortunately, I have no way of contacting him now.” That certainly was the truth as Jessica did not believe in séances.

[FIRST] [PREVIOUS] (to be continued...)

haiku (for Pendragon the Parrot)

“I just washed my hair

and I can’t seem to do a

single thing with it.”

Photo by: Osquer

One Word - so little time - One Minute Writing Exercise [animadversion]

"This memo is a disgrace! Don't you proofread these things before you shove them in front of me to be signed?"

I quietly took the page back from him and returned to my desk to scour it for the mistake that had been the cause of his animadversion. Finally I found it. I had put a colon where he had intended a semi-colon. The smiley face in the note to his five-year-old son wasn't winking. How could I have been so stupid?

Thursday, March 22, 2007


One Word - so little time [perforce]

Because the website was down and my payment had to be made immediately, I perforce called the customer service line. May the gods have mercy on my soul. I never really felt one way or another about "The Girl From Ipanema" before, but I think if I hear that song one more time I won't be responsible for my actions.

Wednesday, March 21, 2007


In case anyone

wanted to see the final

form of this candle...

Photos by: Osquer

One Word - so little time - One Minute Writing Exercise [clerisy]

I had once considered myself a member of the clerisy, but the more time I spend in the company of my so called superiors at work, the lower I think my I.Q. becomes. I've never known so many managers who couldn't manage their way out of a a summit between Canada and Australia. Okay. I'm done kvetching now. Thank you.

Tuesday, March 20, 2007


Oh snap! If only

I’d looked down a few tenths of

a mile earlier!


Now that sky is what

I’m thinking when I say the

word “periwinkle.”

* * * * * * *

Photos by: Osquer

I’ve just added “periwinkle” to my list of “Words That Are Fun To Say.” To see the current list and suggest additions [click here]!


Streams are babbling

pattering and my heart joins

them in excitement.

One Word - so little time - One Minute Writing Exercise [empyrean]

Though her loving attention carried his heart into the empyrean, her absence plunged him into such depths of despair that he almost couldn't bear to see her again. Each time she left to go home it was like a little death. Only the rebirth of her return made it worth it. This transatlantic romance was slaying his resolve. Maybe he could go back home again...for her...

Monday, March 19, 2007

haiku (for Jay)

My tears, caught in the

embrace of your arms, become

glistening diamonds.

Photos by: Osquer

One Word - so little time - One Minute Writing Exercise

While the old adage, "You'll never plow a field by turning it over in your mind." is true, neither could I till frozen ground. I gazed out the window at the only half melted snow and considered as well as I could in my own mind what plants I wanted to buy for this year's garden.

Sunday, March 18, 2007

magnetic haiku (for Jay)

Photos by: Osquer

One Word - so little time - One Minute Writing Exercise [limpid]

Try as I might to get my mind into a limpid state so that I could write something worthwhile, it was cluttered up with all of the distractions that I couldn't get rid of. I considered locking myself in a room where I could be alone, but then there was not stimulus, no inspiration.

Saturday, March 17, 2007

One Word - so little time - One Minute Writing Exercise [specious]

It wasn't until Johnny's ball rolled into the flower bed in his aunt's garden that it's specious nature was revealed. For all its bright colors and exotic blooms, the ragged edges of the lower leaves indicated an unsavory secret. Johnny's aunt had a slug problem.



haiku pair from the point of view of an Irish lad on St. Patrick's Day

She was in the crowd

clapping her hands, carefree, to

the Irish music

and I watched her grow

self conscious as I watched her

skin blush with my gaze.

Friday, March 16, 2007

haiku (for Jay)

Recalling burgers

that you recently grilled, all

I could think was, “Damn!”

Photo by: Osquer

55 Fiction Friday

Jessica continued, “After the Applegates died, my father’s research partner became my guardian and mentor. Professor Wayman raised me from the age of ten. We unfortunately had a falling out, but not before he gave me the means to recover my birth certificate.”

“Do you think that he knew your identity?” asked her father eagerly.

[FIRST] [PREVIOUS] (to be continued...)

One Word - so little time - One Minute Writing Exercise [canvas]

A vast plane of white spread out before me like a blank canvas. I could write anything I chose, the only limit was my stamina. Naturally, perhaps predictably, I decided to write my name in the snow as big as I could, so I began shuffling along with my feet forming the shapes of the letters. What were you expecting me to write with? I'm a girl!

* * * * * * *

Today's word kindly supplied by Jay.

Thursday, March 15, 2007

Friday's Feast

Feast One Hundred & Thirty Five

Name two things that made you smile this week.

Jay. The sun.

Fill in the blank: Don't you hate it when ________?

people are stupid

When you can't go to sleep, what is your personal remedy to help yourself drift into Lullabyland?

losing myself in mental fantasies which I frequently have to get up and write down...sigh

Main Course
What is something about which you've always wondered but have not yet found a good answer?

What really happens when we die?

What is your favorite pasta dish?

Alfredo, baby!


As raindrops they may

not look like much, but just get

them all together…

Photo by: Osquer

With the whole county

under flood watch, I'm grateful

I live on a hill!

One Word - so little time - One Minute Writing Exercise [taciturn]

I had to admit it, the winter had turned me taciturn. It was as though my vocal chords were frosted over from breathing the dry frozen air. My words were as stiff as my joints and as warm as my earlobes on a day when I'd forgotten my scarf. Thank goodness that March was thawing both my body and my mind.

Wednesday, March 14, 2007


Crocuses poke their

noses through the mulch though late

frost may nip at them.

Photo by: Osquer

haiku (for Jay)

One letter of the

alphabet has now become

an endearment, J.


Hints of green catch my

eye as I drive through the woods.

Ferns are waking up

One Word - so little time - One Minute Writing Exercise [descry]

Try as I might, I just could not descry his motive. He gained absolutely nothing by allowing us to travel with him except difficulty. Alone on his horse, he could move quickly, but he already had to help us unstick one of the wheels of our wagon. What could he possibly be after. Then I saw the way he smiled at my sister as he helped her back into the wagon. Then I knew what he hoped to gain.

Tuesday, March 13, 2007

haiku (for Jay)

I feel the sun on

my back and smile knowing you

are already home.

Photo by: Osquer
(Click on photo to enlarge.)


Remains of winter

swept aside, but there's no rug

to hide them under.

Photo by: Osquer
Snow Sculpture by: Crafton Boro

One Word - so little time - One Minute Writing Exercise [cogitate]

I had only a minute to cogitate on the word of the day before I would be out of time to write about it. Sometimes by the time I gather my thoughts about something, the window has passed and I miss the event I was trying to capture in words. The same thing happens with photos. Today, by the time I got my camera, the bird I wanted to use the telephoto lens to identify had flown to a perch where he was back lit and I couldn't make out a single color of his feathers.

Photo by: Osquer
(I think it's a robin.)

Monday, March 12, 2007

haiku (for Jay)

You smile to give me

reminders of the fireworks

the night we first met.

Photos by: Osquer

One Word - so little time - One Minute Writing Exercise [trepidation] A True Story

It was with no small amount of trepidation that I finally voiced the words that had been rattling around in my head for days. It wasn’t the first time I’d said them for the first time, but I hoped it would be the last. “I do love you!” I gasped, unable to hold them back any longer. “I think you know I love you, too,” he smiled and kissed me.

Sunday, March 11, 2007


Shadows shift with the

season and commencement of

daylight savings time.

Photo by: Osquer

One Word - so little time - One Minute Writing Exercise [nonplus]

I was a bit nonplussed by his generosity. It wasn’t that I’d never been spoiled before, but he seemed to take even more delight in his gifts than I did. His eyes echoed the reflection of the gems that sparkled in my own surprised gaze. The flowers’ color blushed as brightly in his cheeks as it did in my own.

Saturday, March 10, 2007


I reach out and tweak

the sky’s big red cloud nose and

the sun winks at me.

Photo by: Osquer