Two Ways to Feel Anger

rain washed sidewalks
anger clings to
each heartbeat

leaves turn color
clinging through snow
red reminders



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Image: Isaac Levitan, Mist. Autumn., 1899,

Words: haiku, c.b.w. 2016. In response to Wednesday Poetry Prompt #342: (blank) ways to (blank), via Poetic Asides.


The Results Are In!


It was a long wait, but the results for the 2015 April Poem A Day Challenge are almost complete. Even though there are a few days that have not been announced, I know where I stand thanks to a post on Poetic Asides that listed the status of all finalists a couple of weeks ago.

Overall, I did a lot better than I ever could have imagined. I went into the challenge hoping for maybe one Top Ten Finish. Considering I’ve never placed in any of the Poem A Day Challenges, I figured this was a reasonable goal. It turns out my little haikus blew that goal out of the water!

I managed to land in the Top Ten a total of six times!!

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I am beyond honored to be listed among so many amazing poets. They are all incredibly talented, creative, and inspiring writers. I’ve long enjoyed reading their work during challenges and weekly prompts alike.

Now that the challenge is over, I thought I’d share the six poems that landed in the Top Ten.

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a stone on the shore
until it hops
lakeside toad

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monsoon wind
answers the
cicada’s call

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evening gales
push through the pines
with whistling speed

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pushed by the moon
shimmering waves
rise on the shore

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I submitted three haikus for this day under one title, so I’m not sure which one was recognized.

restless air
gives the trees
a reason to move

a cool touch
sways the jasmine
to float on the vine

a warm breath
lets the sun dance
between palm leaves

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The little star by my name means I almost won. So close, yet so far!!

snowflakes fall
until the ground
is gone

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When I started writing haiku a little over a year ago, I had no idea it would lead to so much personal fulfillment. My day is not complete until I’ve written at least one haiku! In many ways, this poetic form has helped me find my voice and it continues to challenge me to explore the world with a sharp eye.

I’m currently in the process of finalizing my chapbook entry for the 2015 November Poem A Day Challenge. Haiku is once again my chosen format (shocker, eh?), but I’ve added a little twist. Stay tuned!

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c.b.w. 2016


Let The Moment Begin


a small raindrop
holds the sky
just before…

rain falls
a million ripples
stir the pond

the last drop
descends caught
by a lily pad

distant thunder
lifts the clouds
a chance to breathe


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Image: Arkhip Kuindzhi, After A Rain,

This artist is new to me and I’m rather fascinated with his work. Yet another reason to love the PAD Challenge! I probably never would have come across his work had I not been searching for paintings tagged with “rain.”

Words: haiku, c.b.w. 2015

Part of the 2015 November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge (Poetic Asides via Writer’s Digest) for the November 30 Prompt: let the moment begin

Challenge Complete! 🙂

Open Letter


dim morning sun
sheds light on
an empty house

coffee turns cold
last night’s I’m
not sorry – a lie

your phone
number half-dialed
bitter gray clouds

writing to you
the pend runs dry
fog hides the stars



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Image: Guy Rose, Winter,

Words: haiku, c.b.w. 2015

Part of the 2015 November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge (Poetic Asides via Writer’s Digest) for the November 29 Prompt: open letter

Special Note: This series hooks onto the series I wrote for the Day 23 prompt, apology. Follow the link to get the start of this little story.



I. It Was a Cold and Silent Night

moonlit snowdrifts
sparkle in silence
the stars answer


II. It Was a Long and Sleepless Night

counting cars
as they pass
alone at midnight

moonlight stripes
paint the wall
still awake at three

nothing to do
but count each breath
eyes won’t close


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Image: Edvard Munch, White Night,

Words: haiku, c.b.w. 2015

Part of the 2015 November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge (Poetic Asides via Writer’s Digest) for the November 28 Prompt: It was a (blank) and (blank) night …