Poetry Friday: A Haiku from Nephew and #poemsofpresence

Thanks to Jama at Jama’s Alphabet Soup for hosting all the Poetry Friday Goodness

On Tuesday, I received a text from my niece. Her son, Oliver, wrote a haiku and she shared it with me. She also asked him if I could post it here for my wide Poetry Friday community. and he said yes.

chirping crickets here
they could be opera singers
spring has come to us

​©Oliver (2020)

Oliver wrote a wonderful #poemofpresence. I will forever hear crickets as opera singers.
​My responses:

scratchy eyes
cottonwood fluff puffs
spring arrives

©jone rush macculloch (2020, draft)

each morning
crow on the feeder
acrobat

©jone rush macculloch (2020, draft)

I felt a bit stuck this week. As I wrote in my notebook page which seemed to span between May 11-15, I wondered if sometimes when you feel stuck it’s your brain’s way of doing work, puzzling things out at a deeper level. These #poemsofpresence happened. Not all made it on Twitter.

openings
rather stay at home
pandemic

©jone rush macculloch (2020, draft)
class pages
writing twelve hundred words
a mountain

©jone rush macculloch (2020, draft)

yesterday
rain taps the window
writing day

©jone rush macculloch (2020, draft)

​each drawing
circles, swirls entwine
meditate

©jone rush macculloch (2020, draft)