Let me tell you that it's a well established fact on this blog that I suck at poetry, even when I can write unencumbered by rules.
But a Haiku is a very specialized form of poetry. It's written in only three lines and we all know I tend to be . . . well . . . wordy. It also sticks to a strict number of syllables in a specific order, generally 5 - 7 - 5. And because that's not enough of a challenge, the content is supposed to be two different components brought together seamlessly, one of them
frequently being a reference to nature. Apparently the only thing I'm not required to do is write it while standing on my head.
Nonetheless, a challenge from another blogger is not to be ignored. I wrote an Easter Haiku and a Passover one too. To all who read them and then wanted to scratch their eyes out, I once again apologize.
But today is about redemption. I am anticipating having both of my boys home for Thanksgiving and it's no secret that the one with a broken leg is long overdue for a hug. So I'm eager to write about my thoughts this season. Yes, even in Haiku format:
Anticipation:
Driving to the airport I'm
three hours early.
Shopping, cooking, prep.
Broken nails, burns on my arm.
Worth it, Thanksgiving.
Take two days to cook,
barely an hour to eat.
More time for those hugs.
Thanksgiving's full house:
Silence may be golden but
noise is medicine.
Wine, appetizers,
turkey, stuffing, all the sides.
Race you to the couch.
Dinner time-capsule:
babies, toddlers, then young men.
I see all at once.
Home, when all are here.
Evening snow falls upon a
Mom smiling, content.
So . . . what do you think? Haiku? Or Hai-can't?
Thanksgiving Haiku by Dawn of Spatulas on Parade.
Turkey Day Haiku by Robin of Someone Else's Genius.
#ThankfulPoetry by Jules of The Bergham Chronicles.
Thanksgiving Poems by Candice of Measurements of Merriment.
A Time For Thanks by Steena of The Angrivated Mom.
Turkey Day Haiku by Robin of Someone Else's Genius.
#ThankfulPoetry by Jules of The Bergham Chronicles.
Thanksgiving Poems by Candice of Measurements of Merriment.
A Time For Thanks by Steena of The Angrivated Mom.
Harvest Soup
©www.BakingInATornado.com Printable Recipe
Ingredients:
small butternut squash
1 TBSP olive oil
salt and pepper
1 TBSP butter
1 small onion, chopped
3 cups vegetable broth
1 apple, chopped, I use Braeburn
1 1/2# fresh pumpkin, peeled and cubed or 1 can (15 oz) pumpkin puree
1/2 tsp pumpkin pie spice
1/2 tsp salt
1 can evaporated milk
OPT: roasted shelled pumpkin seeds for garnish
OPT: dollop of sour cream for garnish
OPT: serve with Cinnamon Cranraisin Pumpkin Bread
Directions:
*Peel and cube the squash. Preheat oven to 400 degrees.
*Drizzle the squash with the olive oil, sprinkle with salt and pepper. Place on a baking sheet and bake for about 20 minutes or until soft.
*While the squash is cooking, melt the butter in a large pot over medium heat. Add the onion and cook and stir until the onion starts to soften.
*Add in the vegetable broth and bring to a boil. Mix in the apple, pumpkin, pumpkin pie spice and salt. Cover and simmer for 20 minutes. Add in half of the roasted squash (reserve the other half to serve as a side dish with dinner the another day) and simmer another 10 minutes.
*Carefully, in batches, puree the soup in a food processor and return to the pot. Add in the evaporated milk and simmer until hot.
*OPT: Serve with a dollop of sour cream and roasted shelled pumpkin seeds.
Your haiku brought a huge smile to my face. What lovely thoughts! And the soup looks yummy, too. Hope you have a very Happy Thanksgiving! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you, Laurel, same to you.
DeleteThese were great, and you say you aren't a poet. :) Happy Thanksgiving!
ReplyDeleteSome of you who actually can write poetry must have rubbed off on me today!
DeleteYou definitely 'ku'! These are great! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks, Diane, this is the first time I've actually liked my own poetry.
DeleteAmazing, as usual. I think modern haiku's are less rigid on the rules, though! And your recipe sounds yummy, BTW.
ReplyDeleteReally? I read up on them and from everything I read, they're all about the rules. Either way, the rules were the fun of the challenge for me.
DeleteFor someone who says they can't write a haiku, you write a bloody good haiku. I think you have a calling as a poet. Just remember that calling comes with a mandatory black turtleneck and an aura of world weariness.
ReplyDeleteI'll go search my clothes closet. I must have a few black turtlenecks somewhere.
DeleteYum yum yum.
ReplyDeleteYou're a way better poet, than you give yourself credit for!!!
Thank you . . . and thank you!
DeleteGreat job with the haiku but honestly I was totally distracted by the soup!! YUMMY
ReplyDeleteHa, my evil plan worked . . . distract them with the food. . .
DeleteDefinitely a haiku not a hai-can't! I hope Purdue has a very uneventful trip home and you have a wonderful Thanksgiving holiday...and just remember Christmas break is just right around the corner!!!
ReplyDeleteThank you. I know, can't wait to have him home for not days but weeks.
DeleteA lot better then I could do, just saying
ReplyDeleteThank you. Bet you could do it too if you tried.
DeleteNext time I hope to see the recipe in haiku...
ReplyDeleteHa ha, now that's a challenge. . . and a very short recipe.
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