Friday, January 19, 2018

Haiku My Heart




douglas firs shiver
crystals sprinkle like sunshine
fog dampens the sound



Friday, January 12, 2018

Haiku My Heart






the gray of winter
lays like a heavy blanket
as I dream of spring

Friday, March 10, 2017

Haiku My Heart: Storm




"Strong Against the Storm" © 2017 Meri Arnett-Kremian/MeriMagic


like a sentinel
she stands, feet firmly planted
strong against the storm



Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Nail Biting


Some experts claim that nail biters suffer from anxiety
and that the act of biting your nails reduces anxiety levels.

Others think it's just habit.
And that could be. . .  because for me,
it's so ingrained that I rarely realize I'm doing it.

I've tried painting on the nasty tasting stuff.
Getting artificial nails.
With the fake nails, I just start picking at any loose spots
and eventually strip them all off,
taking the top layers of my nails with it.

The few times I've fought the urge
and finally grew them out to the ends of my fingers
(or even beyond), my nails are really soft
and tear and break so easily that I give up
and go back to the raggedy, bitten look.

Whatever the etiology,
maybe it's not something I'll change in this lifetime.

What intractable habits bedevil you?


Friday, March 3, 2017

Haiku My Heart: Insight






butterflies alight
resting on her heart, eyes, hands
integrated sight

Sunday, February 26, 2017

Graffiti Urges



I know it's a scourge to property owners
who are often required by local laws
to cover it up at their own expense,

but I have to admit that well-executed
and imaginative graffiti intrigues me.

But I express my urges
in a nice, polite, digital form.

Tuesday, February 14, 2017

Love Stuffing





I must admit that I think I've drifted
to some far, far shore
in a Land of Lovelessness.

When I hear the "Be My. . . " part
of Be My Valentine,
I just think of Mr. Rogers
and "Won't you be my neighbor?"

I think somewhere along the line,
all the love stuffing 
got pulled out of me.