Author Archives: HeatherFeather

I Am A Shade-Loving Plant and Lawn Care Haiku

What a lovely surprise that came today!

The weather has finally warmed up. meaning it’s hot. Unless you have come to Utah from the tropics somewhere like Panama, or southern China, or Cambodia. I have some serious weeding that needs to happen in the flower beds that is going to require work before the sun hits the west side of the house. I’m sure it will be worth it, right?

I Am A Shade-Loving Plant (Rictameter)

Full sun –
Best avoid it.
Outside in shade, is fine.
Direct brilliance tortures –
Summer’s squinty sun brings searing headaches
Cutting the beautiful weather
With red and blue sabres
Of pain. Avoid
Full sun.

-H. Bullough 05-11-2017

 

Today the teenager who mows our lawn came, and like magic my yard looked amazing again. He does such a great job. I maybe will have to buy him a superhero shirt.

Lawn-Care Haiku

It’s beautiful how
He shows up every week to
Mow and trim my lawn.

H. Bullough 05-11-2017

Upgraded – a Rictameter Poem, and a Detestable Haiku

The poetry prompt I saw today was the word “detestable”. I was stumped. I didn’t want to write about detestable, so I called “Opposite Day,” and changed the prompt to “first class.” Here is the result:

Upgraded

I went,
Uncertain how
Flying would be. “May we
Upgrade your ticket to first class?”
Economy seating was oversold.
Behind the curtain are better seats.
I sat. You said hello.
I’m so happy
I went.

-H. Bullough 05-09-2017 (Edited for a previous line-break error)

And then I got a phone call, “Mom, something’s wrong with my rice cooker? How do I clean it?” Haiku is not generally used in this type of situation, but sometimes nature takes a twist when it comes into your house.

Detestable

Dead mouse aroma
Is the rice cooker dead? No,
Clean the reservoir.

 

Lullaby Poem

H. Bullough 2016

There are many nights as a mother when you need sleep so badly but your baby just won’t let you put her down. At times like this, every thought becomes a desperate plea. “Please, Baby, go to sleep.”

Sleep, Baby

If you sleep, Baby
Go to sleep, Baby
Then Mama can go to sleep, too.

You’re awake, Baby,
What’s it take, Baby?
You need to have some dream-time, too.

We will play, Baby
While we pray, Baby
That you will rest in slumber, too.

Quiet sighs, Baby
Close your eyes, Baby
So Mama can close her eyes, too.

So now sleep, Baby
Go to sleep, Baby
So Mama can go to sleep, too.

– H. Bullough 5-2-2017
From a poetry prompt to write a poem like a lullaby.

Inconceivable – Poetry

2010 Thailand – H. Bullough

Inconceivable

I woke before you
But I waited,
You needed more sleep.

The alarm rolled you out of bed,
Into the shower.
You kissed me good morning –
Your hair still wet –
Slipped out of the room with a click.

The shower beckoned me –
I heard the call
But I waited,
Knowing you would return for
One more kiss to say goodbye
Before leaving….

Apparently sometimes a kiss
Does not mean what I think it means.

H. Bullough 4-28-2017

Inspired by a quote from The Princess Bride, which I have on a t-shirt.