Musings from the Pod VI: 10 Minutes

“Alas, poor mackerel in a can. I knew it, Ziva, a fish of infinite taste, of most excellent cuisine. It hath borne me on my lips several times, and now, how cherished in my imagination it is! I want to gorge upon it!” “Gibbs, what are you doing?” “I’m filling in for mom, writing for her blog. What do you think?” “No.” “No? I thought I was giving everyone a bit of cat culture.” “By bastardizing Shakespeare?” “How did youRead more

Dark Water

I signed up for Writing 201: Poetry. Yes, Margaret Rose, I know I’m mad. If you have been reading here at Mary J Melange, you know I occasionally poke an amateur finger at poetry. Much like writing itself, I have not studied this art in detail. I fly by the seat of my fleece-lined long underwear and shoddy black beret. Starting today, I am engaged in two weeks of poetry lessons and writing thanks to Ben and Denise at Word Press. What’s inRead more

Please Stay

If haiku is the sashimi of poetry, tanka is its heartier hand roll cousin. Summer, why leave us? You take the long days with you The warmth seeps away We shall miss your smiling skies Please stay, for just one more month It’s football season Summer is waving good-bye The pigskin is tossed A wave breaks across the fans Green and gold color the field Summer is now gone Frost covers the browning grass Pumpkin patches rule The holidays standRead more

Not Much Haiku

Not much Haiku time Way too many things to do Holiday crazy   Eight paws in wonder Mom scurries in a hurry Will human melt down?   Takes two days off work Family coming to town Must finish laundry   It’s a mad, mad world Shopping, Cleaning, much to do Trying not to stress   Better try yoga Breathe, breathe the worries away Not much Haiku time (If you would like more Haiku time, click here.)  Read more