My mother, who loved poetry, read poetry to me from the time I was very small. In junior high school, I was the editor of the school newspaper for a year. At the same time, I began writing a novel, but not knowing how to type I soon gave that up. (Since Sally sent her submittal to us via email, I think she’s improved her typing skills.) Now I keep a journal about the happenings in my life and the lives of our family.
I read lots of Haiku and am particularly inspired by Issa's Haiku. Small grandchildren, the weather, small animals and bugs also inspire me to write Haiku. Reading the poems of all of our WyoPoets’ members is inspiring, too. (Members’ poetry is featured in every issue of our newsletter, a benefit of membership in WyoPoets’.)
Sally has shared one of her Haikus with us:
Moon looks in, shines on my bed
As I lie sleeping
I know it's not a true Haiku, because it doesn't indicate a season, but we are in a "new" house following the fire. This is the first time the moon has shined on me indoors. I love it!