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5 hay(na)kus about my upcoming trip

I leave today and am so excited! Hours of flights-- beyond worth it. Hugging new family'll warm my life. Dearest Beebee's happiest day is ahead. Can't wait to twirl my dress. Weddings bring joy, tears, new family. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 hay(na)kus about sleep

It's a precious thing, you know. Grandpa said, "It's the best medicine." Readying for bed terribly awakens me. Sand fills eyes, yet I'm awake. Proof that doing nothing is needed. What delights brains create at rest. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 poems about my first eight weeks being a teaching assistant

Admittedly though, I only made it to work twice this week. Panda served with butter on it. Absent head teacher equals total chaos. Quiet lines made of pretend ninjas. Refusing naps becomes snoozing during stories. What a danergous path we've made. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 hay(na)kus about rain

It's a bit rainy today. Watching downfalls behind panes brings delight. Droplets decorate the world in gems. Puddle splashing lets inner children play. Gray days bring water, add color. The world drinks in the sky. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 hay(na)kus about alpacas

They are my second favorite animal. Fire resistant wool coats these cuties. Shamefully mistaken for their meaner counterparts. Pack creatures who take amazing selfies. Large dark, kind eyes calm me. Stroking their fluff, my mind quiets. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 hay(na)kus about shadows

It'll never leave you. Your darkness comes in many hues. Your form warped against the dirt. Only light brings upon this darkness. Thrice shadow stalked, I amble, alone. Utter darkness alone bisects our duo. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 hay(na)kus about stress

It's been a stressful few weeks. My jaw sure is clenched, huh? Anxieties claw at edges of dreams. I'm never here, only fog, lost. Brushing morphs from routine to massage. Rest becomes elusive when brain wanders. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 hay(na)kus about coffee

I really rely on it. Bean juice, cow milk, cane sugar. Warmth in a mug rouses me. What a tasty liquid sleep replacement. Seemingly, adultier adults drink it black. A sweet sip completes my morning. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 hay(na)kus about things that make me feel better when sick

Life influences art. Massaging fingers can take away aches. Comfy clothing calms my body, mind. Rising steam from baths cleans me. Reality TV provides effortless entertainment, joy. Ceramic mug warmed hands, warm face. (Prompt by me) Photo source

Another 5 hay(na)kus about being sick

Do colds ever end? What's this? I'm even drinking tea. Chicken soup is my only solace. Illness seeps achingly into my neck. Any news from the outside world? Colds have deep claws, lingering scratches. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 more hay(na)kus about being sick

Guess who is still sick? Weekends wasted watching weather from within. Viscous buildups pressure for their release. Oh how weak my strength is. Do germs understand that I work? Illness creeps in, casting sleeping curse. (Prompt by me) Image source

5 hay(na)kus about Sundays

They are tricky days. Sundaes should always come with Sundays. Half of the weekend feels fake. Hours spent hoping tomorrow never arrives. Errands fill thoughts, but not time. Monday lingers like an unwelcome shadow. (Prompt by me) Image source

5 hay(na)kus about being sick

Guess who suddenly got sick? Can there be too much sleep? Phantom scratches cascade down my esophagus. Who knew I could ache there? Heat and ice trick my throat. Nothing creates want for mom more. (Prompt by me) Image source

5 poems about my first seven weeks being a teaching assistant

This week I even was the lead teacher for a day! Give me more human blood peppers. That'd give the clipboard a tummyache. Mom's greatest fears: Spiders and yankees. My forgetting of "Dayenu" means I will hear kids scream "DIE" sans song. Rainbow peacock is now mommy eagle. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 hay(na)kus about travel prep

I got to Pakistan in a week! Start packing? Should? Yes. Have? No. What tiny detail am I forgetting? Still a week to wait? Rude. What suitcase can fit my expectations? This is a large camera trip. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 hay(na)kus about pizza

Guess what I had for lunch today. Never met one I didn't like. Cheesy dinner brings comfort and nostalgia. Debates over toppings can ruin meals. Eat it all or have leftovers? Warmth and comfort covered in cheese. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 hay(na)kus about winter

Winter is definitely here, right? Branches cast off leaves, grow ice. Evergreens lose meaning in snow storms. Winter air doesn't bite, it claws. Children create angels, men of snow. Snow glitters before early darkness descends (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 hay(na)kus about cookies

I really want to bake/eat some. The limit of chocolate doesn't exist. My favorite ones have festive pictures. Scattered chocolate morsels delight my senses. Thin layers of cream and crisp. Oblong layers separated by delightful chocolate. (Prompt by me) ( Photo source )

5 hay(na)kus about the cold

Fall is a lie. Winter sun blinds off fallen snow. Ice and air become one element. Losing a glove, a fatal mistake. Every edifice grows crystal clear fangs. Months ago, I complained about heat. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 hay(na)kus about snow

Cause I guess this is life here now. A sparkling blanket until its slush. How I miss having snow pants. At least the cold becomes beautiful. Beloved neighbors salt, others leave rinks. Unique snowflakes glom into ubiquitous blankets. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 hay(na)kus about reality TV

Can you tell which ones I'm talking about? Social experiment or complicated math problem? 90 days to wed...or not... More than makeovers makes heartwarming TV. Can you turn groceries into fashion? The best cake fail wins $10,000. (Prompt by me) Image source

5 hay(na)kus about karaoke

I had a great time doing karaoke last night! Nostalgia: remembering long forgotten song lyrics. Mic not working... for the best. Lack of Disney songs is criminal. How does singing warm the room? Group singing is my new catharsis. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 poems about my first six weeks being a teaching assistant

I'm glad people are enjoying these! My Little Pony is named Fratricide. Why'd you put a swing inside? Oh how do you fight naps with the energy of someone well rested? Weathered doll eyes, skin, haunts me. "Am I getting you sick or vice versa?" "I am getting YOU sick." *cough* (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 hay(na)kus about warm clothes

Tis the season! Fuzzy hats warm heads and hearts. Mittens insulate, but mobility you forsake. Bulky down, but make it fashion. Scarf coils for fashion and warmth. Pockets are necessary for the gloveless. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 hay(na)kus about fall progressing

With daylight savings having just happened, some of these feel more pronounced. Night creeps coldly into day's light. Multiple cloth layers are my saviors. Leaves perish en masse, blanketing walkways. How can air caress like ice? Will fall cling, preventing winter's arrival? (Prompt by me) ( Photo source )

5 hay(na)kus about going to the gym

I just joined a gym. Are elevators to the gym cheating? So many machines, so little instruction. Sweaty brow alters my surrounding weather. Podcasts drift my mind from self-consciousness. Gyms generate many loads of laundry. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 more poems about podcasts

Can you guess these? Rose recaps with loving marital banter. Spot on reality TV impressions, analysis. Do not take their brotherly advice. Become citizen sleuths on cold cases. Mysterious, fantastical, profound desert town radio. (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 poems about podcasts

Can you tell which is which? Brothers and father kinda follow rules. Murder, laughs, and catch phrases abound. My father has never had sex. A truly wild treat and dream. How have humans not died off? (Prompt by me) Photo source

5 poems from my nephew's first birthday party

Happy birthday! Did you sneeze in my hair? Try the cake, not just frosting. Your favorite animal'll be an alligator. Dragon cakes are the superior cakes. A year ago, you made me an aunt and I have loved every minute. (Prompt by me)

5 poems about my first five weeks being a teaching assistant

Teaching teaches you so much. The women I live with are dramatic says a four-year-old's father. Pre-Halloween energy is an unstoppable force. Halloween snow is definitely breaking news. Why read a new book when we can reread this one over and over? Coffee: required for teachers surviving naptime. (Prompt by me) Photo source