Vacation Haiku

DSC_0134As you may (or may not) have noticed, I’ve been in a bit of a writing slump these past few months.  Of course, like many writers I can come up with plenty of convenient excuses for why I haven’t been writing.  For example:  I’m short on energy and time, thanks to an abundance of fall farm chores and a physically demanding new part-time job.  I’m lacking motivation, since I currently have no concrete article deadlines.  I’m suffering from a dearth of confidence in my writing ability, especially when it comes to penning a novel.  My hands (or neck, or ?) are too sore to plunk away at the computer for extended stretches.  My desk (or kitchen or ?) is way too messy.  My right brain is too sleep-deprived (or stressed,  or ?) for any kind of creative spark to catch.

Pitiful, isn’t it?

Well, it’s high time I drew my figurative sword and started lopping off some of my excuse-monster’s many ugly heads.  Because I know from personal experience that if you put a high enough priority on something (i.e. exercise), if you love something enough (i.e. family), you will find a way to make time for it–excuses be damned.  And I love writing, I really do.

Besides, writing something–anything–doesn’t have to take all that much time, as I re-discovered during a recent trip my husband and I took to Vancouver Island, B.C.   While perusing some used books in a thrift store on Gabriola Island, I happened upon a slim little book of essays and Haiku poetry by Naomi Beth Wakan, called Drumbeg Park.  As it happened, we’d visited this lovely park the evening before and so I bought the book and read it that day.  Wakan’s spare yet wonderfully evocative poems ignited something inside me.  I hadn’t written a single creative word in what seemed like ages, yet suddenly I wanted to try writing my own Haiku.

So I did, in just a few minutes.  After all, a traditional Japanese Haiku is a poem of only three lines with a 5/7/5 syllable count (they also usually focus on nature and often contain a seasonal word; learn more at ).  Then I wrote another.  And another.  Once you start, Haiku is kind of addicting.  For the last few days of our vacation, I sometimes found myself thinking in Haiku, testing out the syllables whenever I saw anything Haiku-worthy.  And I often did this aloud, until it started to annoy my husband so much that I stopped.

Anyway, here they are–my not very polished vacation Haiku (and yes, I cheated on that first one).  Proof that I’m a writer still, despite all of those wicked excuses.

The Path

Flowers like blue stars

shooting past our bicycles

pretend summer has no end


Otter wrestles crabs

seal swims in for closer look

autumn solitude

Victoria Again

Sun melts in harbor

while sky runs to tangerine

best poutine ever

Window View

Hawthorn tree adorned

with crimson Christmas berries

yet September still



Have you ever written a Haiku?  Feel free to share!


(pictured:  Drumbeg Park, seafood poutine in Victoria)



  1. carolmerit · · Reply

    Cherie, you have a wonderful gift of capturing the moment!

    1. Wow, thanks for the nice words! 🙂

  2. Love that “excuse-monster”–think I’ve seen it around here, too! Also especially love that first haiku–the way you describe the flowers, their denial and their movement (instead of yours)–fantastic! Keep goin’ girl!

    1. Thanks, Lori–I’m so happy you liked it 🙂 Yes, I’m doing battle with the “excuse-monster” again this week!

  3. […] blog.  Several years ago on a trip to Victoria, Canada, I discovered the joy of writing haiku (see Vacation Haiku).  I love the simplicity of this Japanese style of poetry, which has only three short, spare lines […]

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