(I posted this yesterday, but it vanished. I’ve no idea why.)
Spring has been slow in coming to Minnesota this year, but finally, it's here. The plants in the garden have begun to fill out, the grass is green, and even our spindly Maple in the front yard has sprouted leaves. All of this means that it is time, yet again, for the annual Mother Words haiku contest.
For those of you who are new to Mother Words, I launched the annual contest in 2008, when Zoë was just a couple of months old and I developed a raging case of mastitis. D was traveling, so I was on my own, juggling an infant and a four-year-old. It wasn’t pretty, people. You can read more about that here.
But from my experience with mastitis, the annual Mother Words haiku contest was born.
This year, the subject of the haiku contest will be (drumroll please): surprise. What has surprised you most about motherhood? What surprises you about parenting your specific child? (Take this any direction you like.)
I’m very excited to announce that Caroline Grant, editor-in-chief of Literary Mama and co-editor of the wonderful anthology Mama PhD, has agreed to be the judge this year. And in addition to the $10 amazon gift card that I’ll send to the winner, Caroline will send a copy of Mama PhD!
I love funny haiku, but anything goes. Just remember 5 - 7 - 5. Put your haiku in the comments section below. The deadline is Monday, May 23rd!
Come on and haiku today!
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32 comments:
OK, diapers, sure.
But this is ridiculous.
There's poop everywhere!
Sadly, this is a true story. Thanks for the contest!
Give me board books strewn
and dripping, bright paint projects—
mess!—a sign of joy.
Three girls, now a boy.
Trucks, cars, trains and planes delight.
And sparkly red shoes.
I'm loving these, ladies. Keep them coming.
Spring clucking forward
and the will of my toddler
a lake of iron
depression sneaks in
warm and soft my baby boy
i don't deserve him
Give birth, sleep, stand up.
What's that tumbling down my leg?
Lemon-sized blood clot.
My daughter so grown,
at twelve, a transformation;
I watch with wonder.
Heheh!! I hope I can post more than one! But here is my first:
my self fades away
as he becomes the center
that I rotate round
Who would have thought it?
Grocery shopping alone.
This old chore's a gift.
I wrote 4 Haikus. They are chronological and can be read individually or as a set.....
Pink plus sign, Oh shit
Should I keep it, Oh my God
Sweet son at my breast
Attempt at homeschool
Toddlers, naked, too much fun
Roll in olive oil
Oldest, car keys, prom
Pre-teens tangled close behind
Toddler loves chickens
Son at college far
Leaves a void in family's soul
Can't wait for summer
Oops. The plural of Haiku is Haiku. My apologies.
you guys I love these!! LOVE them!! I haven't written a Haiku since, well, elementary school - I thought I could but reading the rest...wow! you girls are GOOD!
Just one more minute
Please can I have attention?
Yes, my trying love
so fun, Kate!!!
hope you are well-
Kris
I love these all so much. I'm so glad I'm not the judge. Keep them coming!
they are energy
enamored of company
we as much as they
and one more, this one with a title:
Motherhood surprise:
Redefine passion!
Ambassador skills advance
my new PhD
thanks Kate! This was so much fun!!
This is really fun, Kate! I am have been thinking in haiku now for the last few days!
Tears come easy now;
Pride I've never felt before
My spring-time babies
Lusty open lips
Eagerly seek fake nipple
Rejection stings me.
Here is another:
My deep fear, Autism.
Isn't as bad as I dreamed
My little man glows
A new baby now
So you and Dad still do it
My lunch crowd's grossed out
Hasty Haiku flows
You sit on my lap, content
Teletubbies sing.
:)
Chryselle
Forgot to include title of my haiku. It would be something like "When Your 18 Year Old Shares the Blessed News at His High School Lunch Table"
little boy, not mine
takes my breath away in gusts
step love, grown fiercer
Daily five-year-old's rage
leaves dead and wounded feelings.
Remorseful kisses.
Cow-licked blond hair boy
Billy-goat on my shoulder
My life is a zoo
He has brain damage...
But he runs and skips and laughs
Constant dance party!
Keep them coming! These are wonderful! You have until midnight tonight to post. I'm sorry to those of you who have had trouble commenting. If you can't post for some reason, e-mail me at katehopper (at) msn (dot) com, and I'll post for you.
Sammy's Take on Toilet Training
Oh! I'm not hiding.
I DON'T need to poop right now,
Just...don't...look...at...meee
These are from Francesca, e-mailed to me before midnight last night:
God's Gift
Lower cancer rates
Good for mom; good for baby
Suck! Suck! ¡Mas Leche!
Mood Swing
Frightened with the first
Now pregnant with the second
Complete elation
Lemonade Stand
Lunchtime, balmy day
Lemonade, rice krispy treats
Fifty cents a pop
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