haiku a day

erdbeere

2007-07-14T16:32:00.000-07:00

the sweet, sugary
aroma of strawberry
fields tickled my nose.

don't stop believing

2007-07-14T16:31:00.002-07:00

"the smell of wine and
cheap perfume, for a smile
they can share the night..."
-journey

fa-jee-tas

2007-07-14T16:31:00.001-07:00

the sizzle of a
fajita skillet against
my arm leaves a scar.

bug juice

2007-07-14T16:29:00.000-07:00

this kamikaze
fly dove head first into the
young girl's mango tea.

diary

2007-07-14T16:19:00.000-07:00

a quickly scribbled
drawing of him sleeping on
page 67.

sorry for the lack of haiku posting lately. a combination of laziness and forgetting my password. i've still been writing them and want to keep posting them. a couple a day to make up for lost haikus.

...

2007-05-23T04:00:00.000-07:00

to see these people
here who hold so much love in
their hearts gives me hope.

attention

2007-05-18T12:25:00.000-07:00

"everybody wants
attention, but so few are
willing to give it."

-from "this book will save your life"

i want

2007-05-16T04:16:00.000-07:00

to kiss you a tad
longer than's polite in front
of other people.

*i know "than's" isn't a word, but oh well. i'll pretend.

curds and weight

2007-05-13T17:45:00.000-07:00

spiders have confused
my shower towels with miss
muffet's old tuffet.

cafe doodles

2007-05-11T13:09:00.000-07:00

rainstorms make for a
quiet, calm day of reading
and movie watching.

what i'm not doing right now

2007-05-09T16:24:00.000-07:00

studying notes for
my scottish ethnology
exam tomorrow.

indecisive seasons

2007-05-08T02:56:00.000-07:00

hey sunny, warm, spring
weather why did you leave us?
please come back already.

pigeon shit

2007-05-06T10:44:00.000-07:00

one sick bird sprinkled
us with little green and white
presents from above.

the heart of a runner

2007-05-06T10:35:00.000-07:00

the slow, steady, strong
thumping of a muscle can
be felt when resting.

greyfriar's graveyard

2007-05-05T04:19:00.000-07:00

ring round' the rosie,
pockets full of rubber rats,
we all get knocked out.

the product of two pints and a ghost tour through an edinburgh cemetary. a sheyla/kim collaboration.

80's in the kitchen

2007-05-02T10:57:00.000-07:00

side ponytails back
in style as we danced to
'you spin me right round'

adventures with mac's bike

2007-04-28T09:18:00.000-07:00

speeding downhill, one
pebble could send me flying,
still i go faster.

lots of "ch's"

2007-04-28T09:11:00.000-07:00

pigtails floppin' in
the chilly wind that gushes
past my cherry pink cheeks.

fantasy

2007-04-25T09:04:00.001-07:00

to play a game of
hopscotch on clouds as soft as
feather filled pillows.

marilyn monroe would be proud

2007-04-25T09:02:00.000-07:00

a freak gush of wind
+ one brown skirt = peep
show for edinburgh.

crash landing

2007-04-24T14:31:00.000-07:00

a running start and
she's airborn, coming down quick
to a bed that's moved.

john, paul, ringo, george

2007-04-19T14:57:00.000-07:00

'all you need is love,
love, love, love, love, love, love, love,
love is all you need.'

marc

2007-04-19T14:46:00.000-07:00

chagall held our hands
and took us promenadin'
through Roman streets.

honey squash

2007-04-19T14:43:00.000-07:00

buzzing bee resting
on my window sill meet the
bottom of my shoe.

ass aches

2007-04-19T12:48:00.000-07:00

there is a soreness
that lingers in the muscles
used to clench butt cheeks.

spoonerisms

2007-04-15T09:45:00.000-07:00

biny little tirds
competing to be heard just
outside my window.

bloomin tree

2007-04-15T09:33:00.000-07:00

white flower petals
dance in the wind as they break
free from their branches.

happy drunks

2007-04-14T19:38:00.000-07:00

lying on the brink
of complete drunkeness we
can be heard giggling.

bittersweet

2007-04-14T19:37:00.000-07:00

a few macaroons
to sweeten the sadness of
going our own ways.

bunk buddy

2007-04-14T19:36:00.000-07:00

we are ten again
and sharing bunk beds like one
big slumber party.

blow (#2)

2007-03-15T06:47:00.000-07:00

with his finger he
plucked an eyelash from my cheek
and i made a wish.

title in progress

2007-03-15T06:43:00.000-07:00

my body raised on
tip-toes to reach his lips. or
maybe i'm floating?

neck wound

2007-03-15T06:41:00.000-07:00

not a vampire
bite, but the knick of razor
on dry, stubbly skin.

licorice limbs

2007-03-15T06:40:00.000-07:00

our legs intertwined
like strings of cherry flavored
pull and peel twizzlers.

eye candy

2007-03-15T06:39:00.000-07:00

his eyes shrink to the
size of M&M's when he
puts on his glasses.

bloomin

2007-02-28T04:41:00.000-08:00

purple, yellow, white:
spring colors begin sprouting
on a green palette.

ace of base

2007-02-28T04:39:00.000-08:00

"i saw the sign and
it opened up my mind, and
i am happy now."

two words: karoake disaster

rama hughes

2007-02-21T16:03:00.000-08:00

i was very excited to recieve a haiku-zine from fellow artist, rama hughes, today. his haikus are wonderful, the same goes for his drawings. to show my appreciation, i'm going to post some of my favorite haikus of his. there are many many more on his website: ramahughes.com check it out.
thank you rama!

"morning already-
the fading impression of
your ear on my arm."

"hang up your cape this
weekend, even supergirl
has kryptonite days."

"outside, while peeing,
i look at the stars and think,
martians, please don't look."

"a quiet bedroom,
your narrow bed, the center
of the universe."

flamenco dancer

2007-02-21T15:49:00.000-08:00

kitchen bugs scattered,
fearful of the clacking made
by ruby red shoes.

as a treat for our friend Pablo's 21'st birthday, Noellia from Spain danced the flamenco. she was fantastic. i'd love to learn some of her moves.

shrove tuesday

2007-02-21T15:46:00.000-08:00

sliced bananas, a
pinch of cinnamon, handful
of chocolate chips.

ingredients that make some damn good pancakes.

IRN BRU

2007-02-19T15:00:00.000-08:00

a scots' favorite drink
is the same color as a
crossing guard's orange vest.

this soda drink is scotland's most popular. however, because of the color dyes they use, it can't be made in the states. if it were, they would have to inspect each can individually to make sure it was safe. but then again, they also eat sheep intestines here so what's a little food coloring going to do, right?

museum of modern art

2007-02-18T16:56:00.000-08:00

picasso, warhol,
richter, polke, matisse kept me
in great company.

ceilidh (KAY-lee)

2007-02-17T17:19:00.000-08:00

sour pits and a pair
of scuffed up new shoes are a
ceilidh's aftermath.

please turn up the heat

2007-02-10T06:58:00.000-08:00

to stay warm in this
ice box of a room i turn
up music and dance.

ticket to ride

2007-02-02T16:45:00.000-08:00

these sore legs caught a
break today thanks to the kind
heart of a stranger.

walking down princes street a woman stopped me and asked if i wanted her all day bus pass because she didn't need it anymore. i wonder if it was that obvious how sick i was of walking? anyways, i took it with the most grateful feet and legs. i don't think that woman knows how much better my day was because of her. the goal for tomorrow: pass on the random act of kindness.

carrot and corriander

2007-02-01T17:16:00.000-08:00

over the edge soup
splashed on a naked wrist
now clothed in white gauze.

i didn't know if i should put this picture up or not, but it's the best way for me to show the pain i was in. i apologize for all the cringing it will cause. personally, it reminds me of a frog's throat when it puffs up. by the looks of it you would've thought i screamed or at least dropped the bowl. ironically, i reacted by calmly setting it down (really i just didn't want to break it and have to buy another one!) then i ran it under cold water for a bit. i think any soup that can get as hot as this one should be banned, i swear it comes from the devil. that's my only explanation. everyone please be extra careful with anything hot today. (no, no, you don't have to be extra careful with me...i was referring to food in paticular).

restless

2007-02-01T16:23:00.000-08:00

7 A.M. is too
early for the blurry haze
of sweet drunkeness.

to the houseless

2007-01-29T17:04:00.000-08:00

a prayer for warmth in
the cold, shelter, a filling
hot meal, and a friend.

the last king of scotland

2007-01-28T17:54:00.002-08:00

"Do you have monkeys
in Scotland? No, but if we
did we'd deep fry them."

got foam?

2007-01-28T17:54:00.001-08:00

milk mustaches were
replaced with foamy upper
lips and fingertips.

bus 31

2007-01-27T21:18:00.000-08:00

with adventure and
spontaneity filled days,
i feel most alive.

i don't have class on fridays, so i've made those my adventure days. this friday i woke up with random intentions of hopping on the third bus that came to the stop near my dorm and making the best of wherever it took me. it happened to be bus #31, headed to east craigs. i wish i could say i found a great new town and that i met lots of interesting people, but it didn't turn out that way. at first i was just happy looking out the window. an hour later i started to get a little worried when i looked around and nobody under the age of 70 was left on the bus. we passed a zoo and then went into a tiny retirement neighborhood. luckily, i made friends with the bus driver and he let me stay on until i recognized street names. he asked me where i was going and laughed when i told him i had no idea. in all, i came away with a tour of edinburgh's finest elderly community and a new bus driver friend.

also, i think america should have two-storied buses, sitting up there makes me feel so powerful!

address to a haggis

2007-01-27T12:16:00.000-08:00

"but mark the Rustic,
haggis-fed, the trembling earth
resounds his tread." -Burns

yesterday was the famous scottish poet, robert burns, birthday. everyone here celebrates by eating tatties, parsnips, and of course haggis. i tried it for the first time (and most likely the last). i had both vegetarian and the real stuff. i would describe it as something along the lines of a mix between sausage, fat, bacon, dirty shoelaces, and fat. the vegetarian version was much better...i won't lie, i had seconds.

gooey goodness

2007-01-25T18:01:00.000-08:00

sticky fingers from
banana, honey, peanut
butter sandwiches.

i eat one of these almost everyday for lunch here and never get tired of them. the recipe above is how i'd make them when i was a kid. i don't know why i never used bread because i'm sure we always had it. i'd like to think i was just creative with what we had, but not the case. delicious nonetheless. some other childhood favorites include:

maple syrup straight from the bottle
spoonfuls of peanut butter (smooth)
frozen grapes
slices of meunster cheese
avocadoes with vinegar and salt (sliced cucumbers also good like this)
black olives on the tips of my fingers, straight from the can

words of a monk

2007-01-24T05:24:00.000-08:00

the secret lies in
enjoying each small pleasure
and living simply.

i can now cross #24 off my life list- to meet and have a conversation with a monk. sadly, i forget my new friend's name, but for now i think it's his story that's more important. he's been living as a monk for the past 4 years, but is studying in edinburgh at the moment. he made this decision at the age of 17. i'm 20 and had trouble deciding what i wanted for breakfast this morning. porridge or grapefruit, i still don't know if i made the right choice. i admire people who know what they want and just go for it. there was such a peace and calmness about my new friend.
anyways, this is the cool part of the story. he just got a birthmark/growth that could've turned into a tumor, removed from his head. he really enjoys showing off the scar. the only reason he noticed the growth was because to become a monk he had to shave his head. if he hadn't become a monk he might be walking around with a tumor and not even know it. pretty amazing stuff huh? coincidence, i think not.

other things learned:

women can become monks too, but also have to shave their heads
hair is unecessary, just there for beauty (i think i'd be a case to prove otherwise)
to become a monk you take a vow with their master
they really do just wear sheets (like one big orange toga party)
my next question for him is what do they wear under those sheets?!

if anyone has anything to add, i want to know!

ostrich burger

2007-01-24T04:46:00.000-08:00

ostrich meat burgers
taste like a slab of cardboard
inbetween two buns.

this weekend matt, ali, and i ventured to the local edinburgh farmer's market. it was smaller than we thought, but worth the 30 minute walk. there were stands selling organic honey, jellies, beer, fish, seafood, hot steamin porridge, cheese, veggies, wild boar sandwiches, and yes...even ostrich burgers. unfortunately, they sound more exciting than they taste and now i just feel bad that i ate one of big bird's cousins. on the bright side, wild boar is delicious! i think next time i'll get the whiskey & honey topped porridge, that should warm me right up.

a letter to the sky

2007-01-22T04:05:00.000-08:00

dear indecisive
weather, please make up your mind
soon. yours truly, kim.

my least favorite are the windy days here. i'm considering investing in ankle weights to keep me grounded on my walks to class. or maybe i'll just go mary poppins style and use my umbrella to float to lectures. that sounds more fun. any other ideas?

chocolate society

2007-01-22T04:00:00.000-08:00

belly pains and a
headache, sure symptoms of a
chocolate hangover.

i've become an official member of the edinburgh university chocolate society. european chocolate is delicious. on the agenda for next week: chocolate house building....then eating.

can you guess what it is?

2007-01-15T16:45:00.000-08:00

thick as a carpet,
pricklier than cacti, like
the fuzz of a peach.

(answer: my legs. going on 2 weeks with no plans of shaving anytime soon. the added warmth is welcomed.)

bad hair week

2007-01-15T09:35:00.000-08:00

blow dryers rendered
useless against ferocious
scottish gusts of wind.

edinburgh street scene

2007-01-11T13:36:00.000-08:00

outside the window
at elephants and bagels,
this is what i see.

phweewewuew

2007-01-11T04:52:00.000-08:00

outside scottish wind
gusts whisper, "kim, take the bus
instead of walking".

(i think the wind here in scotland is worth listening to.)

i'll take it blonde and sweet

2007-01-10T15:36:00.000-08:00

as my hands go numb
and my nose grows pink, coffee
is my saving grace.

"strong coffee, much strong coffee is what awakens me. coffee gives me warmth, waking, an unusual force and a pain that is not without very great pleasure." -Napoleon Bonaparte

"ah! how sweet coffee tastes! lovelier than a thousand kisses, sweeter far than muscatel wine!" -J.S. Bach's Coffee Cantana 1732

brisk walker, i am not

2007-01-08T14:52:00.000-08:00

i lost count of the
old men who passed me on my
morning walk to class.

not too hot, not too cold

2007-01-08T05:17:00.000-08:00

a scottish version
of goldilocks, i enjoy
my bowl of porridge.

hello scotland

2007-01-06T04:52:00.000-08:00

from the plane window,
sheep looked like little cotton
balls in the green fields.

(the past week will be made up for, i promise. nasty stomach virus, enough said.)

paris or bust

2006-12-28T18:52:00.000-08:00

i wonder if in
paris fries are still called french
fries? (answer to come)

cannonball!

2006-12-27T17:47:00.000-08:00

at the pool, german
jager bellies and shnitzel
buns were everywhere.

stom-ach(e)

2006-12-26T16:44:00.000-08:00

and the reports will
say her cause of death was a
chocolate overdose.

merry christmas

2006-12-25T18:33:00.000-08:00

"in Whoville they say
that the Grinch's small heart grew
three sizes that day."

off white christmas

2006-12-24T17:47:00.000-08:00

cold enough to snow
here, but the greedy clouds keep
it all to themselves.

(happy christmas eve to all!)

100

2006-12-23T17:30:00.000-08:00

i never thought i'd
stick with this long enough to
reach a hundred posts.

dancing (possibly drunk) santa

2006-12-22T16:46:00.000-08:00

this santa could groove
as he shook his belly to
the beat of the tune.

www.youtube.com/watch?v=bJFlpx9ad90
(see for yourself)

lucky

2006-12-21T16:08:00.000-08:00

tonight clouds parted
and i fell asleep under
a blue starry sky.

kindergarten pajama party

2006-12-20T15:47:00.000-08:00

schwarz-e-na-gger had
it easy compared to what
i went through today.

(nothing makes you feel more loved than a group of kindergarteners fighting to hold your hand and sit in your lap. oh and take no offense arnold, sorry if the spelling is off...too lazy to look it up today.)

in flight tuck in

2006-12-18T16:03:00.000-08:00

sleeping, i must have
looked cold as the stranger layed
her blanket on me.

sweet tooth

2006-12-18T15:54:00.000-08:00

outside my window
a sheet of cotton candy
covers germany.

(imagine how happy all the german kids are when it rains! no wonder bad teeth are common in europe.)

sugar lips

2006-12-16T18:16:00.000-08:00

with lips sweet as the
tea we drank, i didn't want
to open my eyes.

why, what a nice skull you have there

2006-12-14T00:39:00.000-08:00

my fingers scaled mt.
cranium and then strolled through
temporal valley.

(insert title here)

2006-12-12T17:24:00.000-08:00

staring blankly at
the screen i think it's my first
bout of haiku block.

ground control to major tom

2006-12-11T10:00:00.000-08:00

we saw a streak
of white against a moonless
sky, worth 10 wishes.

lisp

2006-12-08T15:09:00.000-08:00

if i thspoke with a
lisp, when read, my haikuths would
thsound thsomething like thisth.

h.r.

2006-12-08T15:01:00.000-08:00

my ear pressed against
his chest i could hear the
beating of his heart.

bellybuttonless

2006-12-06T14:07:00.000-08:00

adam and eve have
never had a bad case of
bellybutton lint.

sounds like pants!

2006-12-04T23:33:00.000-08:00

the zip zip zip sound
my courdoroy pants make follows
me around campus.

days counted by cups of coffee

2006-12-04T05:14:00.000-08:00

if i slept...the best
part of waking up would be
folgers in my cup.

sound sleeper

2006-12-03T00:03:00.000-08:00

bopping his head to
the beat of music or did
he just fall asleep?

oh tutu!

2006-12-01T17:48:00.000-08:00

in my new tutu,
i dance and twirl around the
room to "super freak".

(it should be a part of everyone's wardrobe. everything is funner in a tutu.)

why do all dogs go to heaven?

2006-12-01T00:09:00.000-08:00

"...unlike people, dogs
are naturally good
and loyal and kind."
-whippet angel

(for fritzy.)

paraffin schmaraffin

2006-11-29T21:43:00.000-08:00

there were cracks in the
wax, and now solidity
is something it lacks.

(a rhyming attempt.)

heavy eyelids

2006-11-29T01:14:00.000-08:00

holiday breeze tea
and handstands keep us awake
in the wee hours.

the juvenile section

2006-11-27T22:24:00.000-08:00

hidden away in
the library's corner are kid
books, both old and new.

(a guest poet today, Mr. Shel Silverstein.)

Listen to the Mustn'ts

Listen to the MUSTN'TS, child,
Listen to the DON'TS
Listen to the SHOULDN'TS
the IMPOSSIBLES, the WON'TS
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me-
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be.

rumaging

2006-11-26T21:29:00.000-08:00

in grandma's closet
drawings from the past were shoved
between shoes and hats.

an understanding

2006-11-25T22:45:00.000-08:00

the frustration and...annoyance left as i saw....sadness in her eyes. (i will fix this ellipsis thing as soon as i find a computer that lets me hit the enter key. another source of frustration for me at the moment. on a happy note, i found the most perfect christmas "nightgown" pants!)

stages of cold

2006-11-24T22:47:00.000-08:00

a raspy voice, red...nose and sore stomach muscles....are all that remain.

gobble gobble

2006-11-23T12:34:00.000-08:00

this thanksgiving i
am thankful for one thing: that
i ain't no turkey.

(i'm very thankful for all who read this. what are you guys thankful for today?)

sweet home alabama

2006-11-22T15:04:00.000-08:00

in alabama,
cotton fields are mistaken
for blankets of snow.

"hey it's kimpossible"

2006-11-21T20:36:00.001-08:00

she said my painting
didn't look like clouds and i
could do much better.

(sometimes what we need is the honesty and pure bluntness of a kid. what's funny is that no more than a minute after telling me this she came back and said, "what a wonderful sky! i'm so proud of you!")

pregnant pumpkin'

2006-11-20T22:48:00.000-08:00

an emergency
c-section was performed to
save the sprouted seed.

(more pumpkin haikus. i think i'm addicted.)

clouds

2006-11-19T23:47:00.000-08:00

if only i could
paint clouds like bob ross, happy
little cotton puffs.

gettin jiggy with it

2006-11-18T23:22:00.000-08:00

we were busting moves
left and right as we danced for
hours in the dark.