Sunday, December 27, 2015

Random Acts of Writing - Three Shorts


Christmas Morning

Nestled in bed
drowsy and drifting,
soon will break
the shell of sleep,
crack open
a new day,
the dew of dreams
drying quickly
as I emerge
to unwrap
this day.
******

Retro Words

I swoon
about swell,
take a shine
to keen.
******

Solstice Haiku

Light and dark stand still
on this cold December day
before light takes lead.

A.H.

Friday, December 11, 2015

An Unpolished Heart (for John on our 10th Wedding Anniversary)



Wish I had
a polished heart,
all sweetness, light
and butterflies.
This is not my heart.

Ratty, scraggly,
broken, scarred,
patched –
this being Alaska,
with duct tape.
This is my heart.

Thank you
for handling
my imperfect,
unpolished heart
with care
and love.

A.H. 

Sunday, December 6, 2015

Witness at Woronzof

Battered and broken,
many didn't
survive the storm.

This is depression:
stuck in the mud,
weather coming in,
I can't move.

Wind and ice
at Woronzof,
this drab day.

This is depression:
it is gray,
it always has been
and always will be.

Next summer
I will come here
on a day fat with light
grayness gone
but I will always carry
a piece of ice
that never melts.

A.H.
Note: Artist Sarah Davies. along with volunteers, did a public art installation at Point Woronzof in Anchorage. She created life-size figures representing people struggling with depression and other difficulties. The artwork is in response to her own experience with depression.
Soon after installation high tides and severe wind destroyed some of the figures. And so it is...