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by Ronda Miller
December 16, 2011 at 1:39 p.m.
Holiday Haiku, Loku, KUku, Politiku, Felisku, free verse or rhyme - just make it seasonal
Tis the season to embrace them all - people, cultures and religions that is.
Allow your loving, forgiving hearts and minds the ability to extend over space and time.
Stretch your belief system, drop tradition and wrap your mind around the endless possibilities of poetry.
Today's poetry blog will encompass whatever form your words and thoughts want to take.
So be it Haiku, Loku, KUku, Felisku, free verse or rhyme, all is fine - just make it seasonal. I will pick twelve winning entries (with a little help from my friends), to post in an online blog 12-26-2011.
Viewers may then cast a vote for whom they think should win. (I'm sorry, but there can only be one winner. You may post as many poems as you wish) The winner receives an autographed copy of BEGIN AGAIN: 150 Kansas Poems (edited by Caryn Mirriam-Goldberg and published by Woodley Press).
Have fun! Safe travels this holiday season. Ku ku ka jube!
Examples:
Haiku: (remember the first line is traditionally five syllables, the second line is seven syllables and the third line is five syllables)
Winter solstice bliss
Say goodbye - a final kiss
Stark lunar eclipse
Loku: a poetic form made up of three mono syllable words: the first two words are separated from the third word by a comma. Each line is complete, but additional lines can be used for a more complex story.
Snow comes, white
House full, friends
Sit round, eat
Join hands, pray
Tree bright, lights
Red nose, deer
Stops roof, gifts
Man suit, fat
Friends leave, belch
Shows on, snooze
Night cap, booze
Next day, cruise!
KUku
Gill is gone,
Weis now further west
I hear he's best anyway
What else do I hear
From up on the hill?
Raises for staff - nil
More work, less pay
Makes those who stay
Swallow pride, a bitter pill
Those who can, retire
Others left to inquire
Why? It's just not fair
With increased cost of living
All the knowledge and sweat
They give and share.
Have fun! I'll stop by to insert my own poems from time to time as well as read and enjoy yours. The contest ends Christmas Eve at midnight!
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rockchalker52 (anonymous) says…
Say 'Merry Christmas'
Or say 'Happy Holidays?'
I like both just fine.
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Rock,
The only haiku
You, the winner by default?
Just don't hold your breath!
(thanks for getting us started - and I'm with you, Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays both work just fine by me. I'll celebrate just about anything. :)
RoeDapple (anonymous) says…
Shopping is all done,
Only purchases for one,
The rest done by her . . .
rockchalker52 (anonymous) says…
Wrap it quite nicely
With paper, ribbons & bows,
Or use a gift bag.
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Roe
Roe is one big elf
Merry Christmas to you/yours
And happy New Year!
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Rock
Plain brown paper wrap
Counting package before sent
Waiting at mailbox
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Snow blows Tuesday night
Turning our brown world soft/white
Bringing smiles and frowns
rockchalker52 (anonymous) says…
that's pretty, ronda. If there's gonna be snow, I am more ready from the reading of it.
A free form still under construction:
Winter sunshine through my window
On a trip across the southern sky.
A yearly ending, such a beautiful show
I watch the seasons & the time go by.
I believe in Mother Nature.
And I believe in what She can do.
I believe in every living creature.
They are part of me & they are part of you.
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
You're really getting into the swing! Terrific.
Ducks on horizon
A blue moon is now rising
Grass crunches under foot
Winter shares beauty
Children's faces full of glee
Sledding families
Squirrels finding food
Frozen breath explains the rest
Dog and owner too
Slipping and sliding
Make my life more exciting
Winter comes alive
rockchalker52 (anonymous) says…
Round belly, red cheeks,
Silver buckles on his boots,
Santa's come to play.
If it's nice you've been,
Old St. Nick will leave some loot.
Naughty? There's no way.
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
Rock,
This is very nice. Great work. I see competition just came on too! The nice thing is I believe Jay_lo has a fair share of begin again: 150 Kansas poems.
Jay_lo (anonymous) says…
Christmas coming
Children waiting
Little hearts
Anticipating
Birth of Jesus
Some prepared
Others Santa's
Reindeer paired
No matter how
You celebrate
Hope your season
Turns out great
Let differences
By wayside fall
Wish joy and peace
To one and all
Share love with neighbor,
Family, friends
And hope the feeling
Never ends
Wish every day
Through out their year
Contains a little
Christmas cheer
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
Now that could be a Christmas card!
rockchalker52 (anonymous) replies…
Simply beautiful,
The essence of holiday,
Makes me warm inside
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
Holidays to me?
Beautiful simplicity
Family held close
Jay_lo (anonymous) says…
Gentle snow falling
Partridge in pear tree calling
Joyous time of year
Jay_lo (anonymous) says…
Wishing Ronda best
Season's Greetings to express
Hope joy fills her heart
Jay_lo (anonymous) says…
RoeDapples behind
Santa's reindeer you may find
Long trip from their home
Hold they could not do
In the bright white snow they poo
Smells like cinnamon?
Hold up close to nose
Take a deep whiff I suppose
Christmas aroma
Sweet candycane smell
Just below the reindeer's tail
Christmas scents abound
Jay_lo (anonymous) says…
'chalker52
I will cast my vote for you
Much enjoy your rhymes
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Jay_lo's back in town
Jay_lo throws his weight around
He has much to say
Speaks in nicest way
He's heavy in poetry
Good cheer is his name
This blog now a game
Makes other poets look lame
Rock strong contender
Jay_lo (anonymous) replies…
How much weight I throw?
Belly like jelly you know
Maybe Santa's twin?
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
Big enough to love
Arms still fit around to hug
It's your heart that's huge
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Many days to go
Others will come on to play
Haiku queen is one
Jay_lo (anonymous) says…
Fun and games galore
Ronda is keeping the score
For Santa's poets
Jay_lo (anonymous) says…
Time to go to bed
Sugarplum fairies in head
Have sweet Christmas dreams
autie (anonymous) says…
roses are red
green is the sod
hold on to your wallet
christmas is fraud
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
Christ mass key
So is family
No need for shopping spree
Just oranges and candy
autie (anonymous) says…
sun
wind and clouds
rain
ice and snow
rush of wings
death
jerkys up
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
Gobble up the jerky
Toss it aside
The rest of your poem
Lovely as a bride.
RonHolzwarth (Ron Holzwarth) says…
Freezin' season.
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Lol @ Ron - short and to the point!
Freezing season short
Enjoy beauty while it lasts
Spring will be here soon
RonHolzwarth (Ron Holzwarth) says…
Wind's ablowin',
It's asnowin',
I'm aknowin,
I ain't rowin',
More like towin'.!
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Much better!
Winds ablowin
I'm a knowin
I anint roein
Or northtownzin
RonHolzwarth (Ron Holzwarth) says…
When you're told,
that it's cold,
and you're old,
and you're bold:
Lang syne, auld!
RonHolzwarth (Ron Holzwarth) says…
I hate the snow
because I know,
the wind will blow.
But this I know,
the fire will glow:
There's always Poe!
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
The light burns bright many a night
Pondering a Poe book of poetry or prose
In this house where blood red walls rule.
He's so frightful at times,
With his purple prose rhymes
That a run into the night sounds good!
RonHolzwarth (Ron Holzwarth) says…
One cold evening there I sat,
wondering where the summer's at.
Knowing far inside the wall,
Deep within that damn black cat.
For my back a heavy pat,
they'll never know where it's at.
If still young, I'd be a brat,
I tapped the wall with my bat.
Oh no!
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Put Poe away
Bring out your sleigh
Reread the rules
That's all I'll say
(sorry, seasonal does mean different things to different people, but back into the Hanukaku and xmasku spirit.)
RonHolzwarth (Ron Holzwarth) says…
Winter's cold, that we know,
there's so much deep white snow.
Of course the wind will blow,
freezing both friend and foe.
RonHolzwarth (Ron Holzwarth) says…
It seems there's a rule,
When writing about the Yule.
That's a real tough tool.
It's a big morass.
But if you can find success,
You found words to bless.
I'm one of the fools,
one that doesn't follow rules.
Words are only tools.
OK, I'll try again, and this time try to be more Christmassy!
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
These are just fine
It's just about time
Aligning your mind
Not only with season, but mine
Take yourself back
To your childhood past
Let memories encompass
RonHolzwarth (Ron Holzwarth) says…
Christmas time is drawing neigh,
but for me it's just a sigh.
With no family that's nearby,
bright side is no gifts to buy.
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
Stick your wallet
between your thighs
Make em' pry it
loose with pumpkin pies
Have them bribe you with a kiss
Or take them off your hanikuku list
RonHolzwarth (Ron Holzwarth) replies…
Ha!
Not only did they help themselves to their Christmas presents last year from my room, they went through my suitcases and got more!
The Moral Of The Story Is:
Don't visit your relatives if they are related to me!
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
This is a sad Christmas story....
Likely more common than not
But now that they're caught
And you've fret and you've fraught
Get over your feud and forgive
Just keep your things under locks!
RonHolzwarth (Ron Holzwarth) replies…
1,600 miles away helps too!
Jay_lo (anonymous) says…
Ears are turning blue
Cheeks and nose are freezing too
Wait all year for this?
Lips becoming ice
Can't feel toes and fingers, nice
Even butt is numb
Need to light a fire
With cocoa and book retire
Like "Begin Again"
Snuck in plug for book
If you get a chance take look
Poetry from heart
Will inspire you
Many talents that is true
Sure to warm your heart
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
Thanks for the plug
And speaking of
I've curled my hair
Lips smack with red lipstick
I've got to get ready quick
A reading in lecompton soon
Wish I had a funny tune or poem
Like my favorite largest ball of twine
Reading it would feel sublime
RonHolzwarth (Ron Holzwarth) says…
Yes, so close we are,
minds so close and yet so far,
thoughts that only mar.
When I drive my car,
thoughts of Christmas only jar,
black as pitch and tar.
I avoid that bar,
but for me that's right on par.
Just like Zanzibar.
Kids, a candy cane,
it will only melt in rain,
thoughts are only pain.
Christmas joy I feign,
'tis the season that I bane,
may as well be Maine.
Joy upon the lane,
joy felt by a foreign Dane,
that I only feign.
cait48 (anonymous) says…
Not a haiku, but a poem I wrote eleven years ago for Yuletide.
http://www.sunflower.com/~caitlin/Yul...
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
Very nice, Cait. You put a lot of thought into that. It is officially entered in our contest.
rockchalker52 (anonymous) says…
Santa Claus is real
Here right now through poetry
Giving gifts of verse
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
Perfect form and message. You're in it to win it! :)
rockchalker52 (anonymous) says…
There ain’t nobody faster than Old Saint Nick.
Presents to everyone incredibly quick.
Santa has his mystery, his tricks & his ways
Or maybe he just uses a couple hundred sleighs
The elves are prob’ly driving them, a sky born fleet.
More Keebler than Kringle might be what’s in the seat.
From country homes to city streets with buildings so tall
Teams of elfin helpers could be visiting them all.
What else could explain the magic of the season?
For one fat man to do it all is way beyond reason.
On Christmas Eve if you think you see that jolly old soul
Could be fair to say he’s still tucked away, at home at the Pole..
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
Magnificent!!! I love it when a poem tells a message from beginning to end. This is very nice and complete.
riverdrifter (anonymous) says…
summer soltice clear
cliffs pool ripples deep and clear
no one near to know
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
Lovely.....
Cliffs are there all year
Wait for me, dear, I'll visit
Come spring roads are clear
DustyAcres (anonymous) says…
a poet i'm not
love to read all of your prose
makes me laugh out loud
DustyAcres (anonymous) says…
just a bit of snow
but none on the roads, oh please
would make me happy
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Dusty acres knows
Crops grow best layered with snow
It's what makes crops grow
rockchalker52 (anonymous) says…
There’s a modern polar factory sitting at the top of the world.
High atop its flagpole, Santa’s banner flies unfurled.
The things inside are made with pride by Kringle’s techno-elves.
Electronic gear doth spread good cheer & that’s what lined the shelves.
Though the elves worked fast, like Christmas past, it was hard to please the hordes.
With every Wii needed, an X-box competed for a shortage of new circuit boards.
Things looked so bleak that the foreman did seek the wisdom of dear Mr. Claus.
Awaiting the answer to gift-gadget cancer, the rest of the techies took pause.
To the messenger elf, Santa said, “Ask yourself ‘why do gadgets make people so crazy?’
It’s because the old joys from plain Christmas toys are just fond recollections, now hazy.”
Back with the asker, St. Nick sent a tasker, an old elf to help with the chore.
The techies were pumped, but Santa had dumped a non-techie to show them the score.
They ask him to solder which he thought was odder than making new toys in the shop.
Instead he did fling a toy wound with string, a shiny new red Christmas top.
It danced & spun its innocent fun as the techies looked on with amazement,
Save for one frantic elf who stood by himself & thought this a bad tech replacement
“A top is,” he said, “a toy that is dead. Giftees want gadgets & gear.
There’s no way to show them how to properly throw them & that is the problem, I fear.”
An elfin apprentice said, “How ‘bout we send this with instructional video?
We could load all the Macs with spinning top FAQs & lessons on how to throw.”
After Santa agreed on how to proceed, the techies retooled their shop.
All technical ware was now much more spare & paired with a shiny new top.
Elfin spirits were lifted while nice folks were gifted with presents both old & new.
Old celebrations & new innovations let the Holiday Spirit shine through.
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
Rock,
Did you actually write that? Very fun and impressive. :)
rockchalker52 (anonymous) replies…
Yah, I'll fess up to it's creation, a journeyman's offering, but I enjoyed the effort.
Thank you, Ms Miller,
For your gift of poetry.
This blog is great fun!
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
So glad you enjoy
Participation is key
But no more cheating! Hehehe
lonelane_1 (anonymous) says…
It's winter I hate.
Makes me wish I could retire
and just hibernate.
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Is it snow that you hate
Or cold winds you wish would abate
Snowflakes fall on sounds of lamenting
Extinguishes them all
Take a soft feather falling
Listen to what nature's calling to you
It's serine, Be kind to yourself
Go outside in the still of the white night
Swallow your fear and your pride
Lie down in the snow, feel your cheeks glow
And make snow angels!white extreme
A hushed breathe as it falls
rockchalker52 (anonymous) says…
Here it is only Monday & I'm already stumped. Not following the cheating admonition as cheating while competing is completely defeating the traditions we're repeating. A thousand pardons, effendi, for any missteps or mistaken perceptions. Perhaps a clarification?
Don't know much about birthin' no verses, but I studied it some while slidin' around these intertubes & one of the places I landed had these definitions of the four main meters & sample words of each:
iambic - ta TAH , like the word 'about'
trochaic - TAH ta, like the word 'higher'
anapestic - ta ta TAH, like the word 'unabridged'
dactylic - Tah ta ta - like the word 'screwdriver'
If you put them in order, they go 'ta TAH TAH ta ta ta TAH TAH ta ta
Then, if you try to make a seasonal poem with that meter, you might get something like this:
Big red fat man, rosy cheeks, Santa Claus.
Rudolph's red nose, reindeers games? Not so much.
Foggy Christmas! light the way? Red can help.
Trek completed, other deer pay good cheer.
Now a hero, Red can play all damn day.
u wan me stay wid haiku, mon?
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Fa la fa la
Tru lay tru lay
Fa la fa la
Skip a doodle day
I didn't create that either.....
You're getting an A,
perhaps a book of poetry,
for your efforts in study and crime.
Just remember to keep it light.
The idea is to have a good time.
You aren't required to rhyme.
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Snow storm skirts Lawrence
Collective sighs of relief
Disappointment some...
rockchalker52 (anonymous) says…
Secret flight path filed,
Norad radar is primed
To track the fat man.
He'll bring me a gift
For I'm innocent of crime,
A poetry fan.
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Fat man I am not
Poetry fan I applaud
You'll hold book in hand
Before singing Auld Lang Syne
Our acquaintance made
Your address the trade
(unless other comes on and
blows contest away!)
Jay_lo (anonymous) says…
Ronda with the red haired mane, dear
Writes some finely crafted prose
But if you ever read it
You'd surely say her poetry glows
All of the readers who come here
Scan the blogs to find her name
They can't wait for Ronda
To lead them in a poetry game
Then when the season rolled around
They all came to say
Ronda with your wit so bright
Won't you, for us, a poem please write
Then how the readers loved her
And they all replied with glee
Ronda the poetry writer
You're the best there'll ever be!
Merry Christmas Ronda - Keep Shining!!!
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Jay_lo could still win this game
If he continues using my name
Hard as I try, I'm still very vain
But with all things equal and same
Rock is doing so well, it is lame
The vote will displace any blame
For poets who went after they came
Jay_lo's kind words are his fame
Never a cruel word, better world, his aim
Even though I'm a simple minded dame
His words touch my heart all the same.
Jay_lo (anonymous) says…
Christmas 99
If Santa is a "Jolly Old Elf"
There's one thing I can't figure
Compared to the ones all dressed in green
Why is he so darn much bigger?
Why must the small "elves" work so hard
To make the toys all year
When the "Jolly Elf" can take them all
And in one night spread good cheer?
The fat cat gets the credit
For just one day of work
While the others toil everyday
He seems some kind of jerk
He uses "elfin magic"
To place presents under trees
So why then can't the little elves
Use it, their load to ease?
Give the people what they want
Fill orders from their list
Work the poor elves overtime
It kind of gets me pissed
Santa rakes in the profit
The milk and cookies as a snack
You never hear of the little guys
Getting crumbs that he brings back
I really hate to say it
But from everything I read
Santa seems to be the pattern
For modern corporate greed!
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) replies…
You did yourself proud on this one Jay_lo! It's your best to date in my opinion on this blog.
You've got Santa's number
on your list, and you appear to be
checking it more than twice.
My advice? Steer clear of the
Old dear with the reindeer
Until after the New Year
Or at least till he visits my house
Afterward we can picket he and his spouse!
rockchalker52 (anonymous) replies…
cool beans! hat's off! thumbs up!
rockchalker52 (anonymous) says…
It seems like every single time
Jay_Lo's thoughts are penned sublime,
His words portray sage justbegin
With truthful praise from a kind dear friend.
A few more verses I may try
Inspired by this bar so high
Shared address, is it in the works?
Or do other Christmas Eve entries lurk?
As a newbie, a novice, a wordy beginner,
It feels as if each of us is truly a winner.
We read & we share the thoughts that we nurse
And we all are the better from the beauty of verse.
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
You're still in the running
No other poets oncoming
But we will let it run its course
So hold your horses
Let loose your jingles
It will all come out in the wash
You're doing just fine
Your poetry is divine
Jay is a shameless flirt. :)
ShePrecedes (anonymous) says…
Make your gifts!
Give your hand-made collectible.
Give of your talents,
Until the economy shifts.
Read a story into the digital device,
record your voice as a keeper for all,
to be there when you have passed on.
This is my advice.
Knit a hat, stitches infused with love.
Warm that neck with crocheted scarf.
Hug beloved shoulders with hand-made shawl.
Keep the hand warm with a love-made glove.
The things of value do not come on a shelf.
They come from the things that you made yourself.
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Lovely thoughts
For no store boughts
The list can go on and on
Homemade candy or candles
Clean someone's shambles
Give of yourself however you may
A kind word or two goes a long ways
And lasts past Christmas it's true.
She precedes knows what the needs
Are for wealthy and poor alike
It's the doing good deeds
Not the speed and rushing about.
ShePrecedes (anonymous) replies…
Hey, I have got shambles you can clean!! LOL.
ShePrecedes (anonymous) says…
December 21:
If you bring forth what is within you, what you bring forth will save you.
If you do not bring forth what is within you, what is within you will destroy you.
The Gospel of Thomas
In this yearly time of more dark than day,
You be the star to light the way.
(me)
rockchalker52 (anonymous) says…
As winter approaches, KU has new coaches
Beginning their football reign.
Here's a pro tip: One has a new hip
And that's not a candy cane.
So if the players will listen, the offense should glisten
like snowflakes as they fall.
Look for the defense to bravely commence
Decking more than just the hall.
Rock Chalk!
cait48 (anonymous) says…
Not my original work (obviously) but my traditional midwinter post for the solstice.
The Coming of Winter
I have news for you; the stag bells, winter snows, summer has gone.
Wind high and cold, the sun low, short its course, the sea running high.
Deep red and bracken, its shape is lost; the wild goose has raised its accustomed cry.
Cold has seized the birds' wings; season of ice, this is my news.
(Irish, author unknown, ninth century. Trans. Prof. Kenneth Jackson, A Celtic Miscellany, Penguin Classics)
There is also another poem I wrote for the Winter Solstice ten years ago. According to legend, on the night of the Solstice the Great Hunter raises what's called "the Wild Hunt". This god of the hunt, known as Herne to the Saxons and Cerrunos to the Celts, has the body of a man but stag antlers grow out of his head. (http://sunflower.com/~caitlin/herne.jpg)
During the Wild Hunt he rides a ghost white horse and courses ghost dogs.
Here, then, is my poem to the Wild Hunt.
Ride, Hunter, ride
Tall on your milk white steed
The spirit hounds at your side
Baying in their bloodlust greed
The moon is full tonight
Soft light flows through the trees
The ages call with might
To raise the hunt wild and free
Beware, oh traveler on the road
To hear the baying of the hounds
It makes your blood run cold
And shivers your heart to hear the sound
The pale white dogs fill the sky
Their Master follows closely
His antlered head held so high
On his steed so ghostly
Through the valleys and the fens
The wild hunt makes it's way
Until dawn's light on horizon thins
To greet Midwinter's Day
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
Cait, that is a lovely poem. Thank you for sharing. It's officially entered in our contest. I'll be traveling over the weekend and this image will travel with me.
She, your shambles have just been cleaned. Lol. Ok, or stolen. Sumthin sumthin.
The contest appears to be over with no new entrees - although, if I spot any posted before midnight 12-24, it will still be considered.
I'll post those to be voted on Monday, 12-26.
Merry Christmas all.....
Jay_lo (anonymous) says…
Cup then, the child's ear
that they may hear the faintest jingle of holiday bell
Share with them the bright eyed wonder
of this most joyous time of year
Upon your lap make them a place
where they may rest and know all that has been told
amongst the generations
Tales of generosity, love and hope displayed
Place in their eyes
the sparkling twinkle of holiday delight
to shine with eager anticipation
and help preserve the magic of Christmas
Hold them close
and let them feel the warmth
of heartfelt holiday wishes
for peace to all upon the earth
Give them the gift
of all that is Christmas
to carry in their purest hearts
And in their sweetest dreams
justbegintowrite (Ronda Miller) says…
This is lovely and contains those key Christmas elements. Thank you, Jay!