Haiku Day 28, National Poetry Month

Welcome to Poetry Friday hosted by Ruth at her blog There is No Such Thing as a God Forsaken Town. Thank you, Ruth for hosting!

April, otherwise know as National Poetry Month is winding down and I’m sharing my day 28 haiku. It was inspired by a tree I saw showing off its new leaves in a breeze. The video is too short, but the breeze shows how light and playful these new bright green leaves are. Look around. Leaves of all shapes and sizes are dancing in the wind. 

Round or like a fan?
Arrow-head, heart or spoon shaped?
Psst--leaves are calling.


© Janice Scully 2023

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Have a great Weekend filled with poetry.

Haiku, Day 27 National Poetry Month

I’m nearing the end of April and will miss writing a haiku a day. Perhaps I will continue with a poem of some form every day, try to avoid the myriad of distractions.

Here’s a haiku inspired by my favorite green that used to be enjoyed by the ancient Greeks and Romans. I like it simmered with sautéed garlic and onions in olive oil, beans and a little chicken broth. It’s one of my favorite and easy things to cook. 

Escarole lives on--
ancient salad greens survived
the collapse of Rome.

©Janice Scully 2023

Haiku: Day 25 of National Poetry Month

In Scientific American Magazine, (May 2023 issue), I read that space exploration is focusing on a few of the many moons of Jupiter, such as Europa, because water was spotted by the Hubble Space Telescope. Water, of course, may mean life.

It seems, to explore moon oceans, a moon walk might not be enough. And to get there, it will take eight years for the six-ton JUICE ( which stands for Jupiter Icy Moons Explorer) to get there. 

Water plumes spotted--
Jupiter's icy moons slosh.
Time for a moon dive.

© Janice Scully 2023

Haiku Day 23 National Poetry Month

Perdia a cabeca, by João Vaz de Carvalho

I broke the rules writing this haiku, inspired by a painting by artist João Vaz de Carvalho, entitled “Perdia a cabeca.” This man simply bent over and his head fell off!

I saw this in a museum in Portugal. There is no reference to a season, but losing ones head can happen in any season. We see it happen all the time now. 

See it everywhere--
just how easy it is
to lose one's head!

Janice Scully 2023

Day 21 National Poetry Month

Welcome to Poetry Friday, this week hosted by Karen Edmisten Here. Thank you, Karen for hosting!

For National Poetry month I’ve been stretching my haiku muscles and scouring the outdoors for ideas. I think writing everyday and posting has been good for my mental health. It feels meaningful.

I’ve been choosing to not rigidly follow the common 5-7-5 syllabic format as I always have in the past but just focus on the content involving nature and the seasons.

Today I noticed something new in my yard. 

Lilac buds, 
small many and dark purple--
each a promise.


© Janice Scully 2023

I can’t wait to see what the next few days bring.

Happy Poetry Friday, and National Poetry Month! Thank you again, Karen, for hosting.