January nahaiwrimo - week three

Mist, Mint,Match, Mosquito, Magpie, Mothball and Mud-- these were the prompts on NaHaiWriMo in the third week of January and here is what I managed to write.

estranged...

the mist

in his voice

mint leaf

a raindrop

turns green

striking a match

in the dark room

the leap of a wasp

drifting off...

this unfinished business

with mosquitoes

monochrome light

the chatter of magpies

at dawn

ma's closet

the scent of mothballs

almost a patina

football field

the squeals as high

as the mud splatter

January NaHaiWriMo - week two

The second week at NaHaiWriMo...the prompts were: Mesh,Mango, Manhole, Mosaic,Maze, Meadow and Mantel.

And the ku I wrote were:

window mesh-

the spider weaves 

a sunbeam

paisleys-

a whiff of summer

in the swish of her skirt

manhole night the beginning of another world

cracked mosaic--

a gnarled branch

against the sky

corn maze

the wind will have

its way

morning fog

the meadow lost

in cowbells

shrugging off

the mantle of clouds

Eucalypts

January nahaiwrimo, week one

NaHaiWriMo is always fun.Since I've not been able to get down to writing small stones, I started doing Chrissi Villa's prompts on nahaiwrimo this month and this is my first week's harvest. The prompts were :Mirror, Marmalade,Murmur,Morsel,Melody, Magnolia and Mask.


gleaming mirror
my questions thrown back
at me



black currant jam
I scoop out a spoonful
of darkness



snaking
across the forest floor
the murmur
of a fire



first morsel-
a mouthful
of toothless smile



windchimes
one or two ripples
in the pond



magnolia buds...
the words you write
on the window-pane


halloween night
everywhere
the raccoon eyes

missing the small stones

This January I’m definitely going to miss my annual ritual of writing a small stone everyday that I had been doing for the past few years and enjoying so much.Fiona Robyn, the founder of small stones has gone on a hiatus and any imminent comeback does not seem to be in the offing. But maybe I can still stop by to watch a moment and write a stone now and then, if not daily?

begging to be walked-
the old dog fetches
its leash

(Shiki kukai, December 2014)