I thought I posted this from my phone last week, but I didn't, so consider this a #Haikusday REDO! Anyway, the little and me had a lovely after school trip to Kroger. We shopped in peace, no fussing, no waiting. Then, as we walked toward the exit and looked outside, I thought someone's turning that handle to the faucet in the sky (Melanie Martinez reference). As per usual, I didn't think to bring my umbrella with me. No one, absolutely NO ONE buys the grossly overpriced umbrellas from the grocery store on a normal day, but this day was, err, special? I swallowed my pride and took the walk of shame to the fully stocked rack of rain implements. Then, I spent twenty dollars (plus tax) on one umbrella. Well played Kroger, well played.
A sudden rain storm
#Haikusday #whenitrainsitpours #MelanieMartinez #CryBaby #butidonteffingcare
Sometimes people are overcome with tooth pain. Then, they must have oral surgery to remove the problematic appendage. Now, I must maintain my cryptic persona, and withhold certain personal details from the interwebs, but let it be known that:
Still, even medical procedures performed on others cause me great distress, therefore, I have a 2-for-Haikusday special. Enjoy!
A tooth extraction
A liquid diet
My family and I spent four tense days watching flood waters utterly destroy Houston and surrounding areas. Thankfully, our home was spared, but we had a close call. As the sun shines here, and the waters recede, our family and friends in and around the Port Arthur, TX area continue to suffer. I cannot comprehend the magnitude of the devastation. Please pray for everyone effected by Harvey. Volunteer if you can. Donate if you can. Provide moral support to those who need it. In the face of adversity, we must maintain hope. We must help our friends, families, neighbors, and fellow human beings put their lives back together. And most of all, we must love one another. We will persevere.
(Love) always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
#HurricaneHarvey #Harvey #HoustonStrong #TexasTough #morelovethanwater #HopeForHouston #HopeAfterHarvey
So, yesterday was Monday and despite waking up unnaturally early (read: 5:30 a.m.), the nonsense had already begun. Because Monday. Unfortunately, I had yet to ingest my requisite portion of survival juice. Spoiler alert, we all survived; mostly because God literally helped us. And possibly because I was not lucid enough to commit a crime.
As my plaque from Hobby Lobby says "All I need today is a little bit of coffee and a lot of Jesus". Let's celebrate with a warm cup of life serum. Cheers, friend.
Must ingest coffee
#Haikusday #thethirstisreal #butfirstcoffee
Over the course of more than a week, Hurricane Harvey wreaked havoc on a huge swath of the state of Texas. The abject devastation the storm laid its wake recalls disasters passed, but none of which affected me so profoundly.
Nearly two weeks later, the flood water still stands in places: reservoirs, rivers, streets, yards, cars, homes. Mold abounds. Pests abound. These memories seared forever into my mind: feelings of helplessness, smells of unwelcome rain, the sight of people's lives heaped into haphazard piles for blocks and blocks. Miles and miles... and miles of unfathomable destruction.
Alyson Ward of the Houston Chronicle created a bright spot in all of this. She is compiling poems about the storm and posting them here. This collection poignantly explores the entire event through the diverse voices of people whom I affectionately refer to as my "neighbors". I am honored to have my own haiku included, as well.
For the days, weeks, and likely months to come, Harvey will pervade both my thoughts and my work. This storm will be with me forever. What is normal after this will be a new normal; there's no going back to life as I knew it.
Flood waters recede
#Haikusday #HurricaneHarvey #Harvey #HoustonStrong #TexasTough #morelovethanwater #HopeForHouston #HopeAfterHarvey
#haikusday #thedesertofmymind #sometimesquietisviolent #I'vebeenthinkingtoomuch #wehaveproblems #ourbrainsaresickbutthat'sokay #peacewillwin #fearwilllose
The hit song "Ride" by Twenty One Pilots dominated both the pop charts and my head space for a significant portion of last year. To be honest, I had no idea what the Skeleton Clique was when I became hopelessly obsessed with the song's music and lyrics. It wasn't until several months later, after a healthy bit of research and more fangirling than I'd like to admit, that I delved deeper into the meaning of "Ride": the desperation, the exposition, the bargaining, the veiled Christian references. This is definitely my music. So anyway, here I am, many moons later, revisiting the topic of the sun, once again.
And come back soon for more poetry inspired by music... and other stuff. #haikusday #skeletonclique #twentyonepilots #blurryface
If you're long in the tooth, you may be wise. If you're short in the tooth, that might mean your pulp is showing and, well, that's just painful.
A tooth extraction
Floss, brush, and mastication. Not necessarily in that order. Cheers!
A dichotomy between me and a stranger I once observed making our respective ways into a store one cold, wet day. Guess which one is me. Spoiler alert: I don't smoke and I'm a female. Enjoy.
"Epitome of Twerp"
Hunches to prepare
scurries through the ice-cold wet
arrives, feet sodden.
"Epitome of Cool"
Through the icy mist
he walks, exhaled smoke swirls 'round
his calm, stubbled face.
Side-bar, this post was meant to follow the previous one in close succession. If you waited this long to read these poems, then you should be sainted, or at least rewarded with a coin bearing my image. (That was a Jane the Virgin reference. You may, or may not, be welcome.)
Hi, I'm Kristen; a wife, mother, entrepreneur, and poet. This website is where I share my love of writing, whimsy and sarcasm with everyone everywhere.
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