Stuck in the marketing meeting ignoring the proposal I typed yesterday. Several dark suits looking attentive to the manager's questions, each one nodding their heads, hoping he's noting their approval. Wearing my red cashmere sweater under the teal jacket was to remind me of celebrating joy during working hours; instead I'm counting time. The cheap wall clock like a prison guard keeping me from the preparations left to be done at home. My grocery list is concealed under my presentation binder, not that anyone would care. Looking up to falling snow that no one else notices until they leave through the swinging doors for home.
with frosting smiles --
Ariel Lambert fell in love with modern haiku in 2004, while enduring a long episode of chronic illness. Unable to continue her freelance work and full-length poetry, she discovered haiku, senryu, renku, tanka and haibun. Ariel has had over 100 Japanese-form poems published in the last couple years while sneaking every moment to write. She currently lives in Kansas with her husband and two children. She has been published in Frogpond, bottle rockets, The Heron's Nest, Modern Haiku, Simply Haiku, Mariposa, S x SE, Acorn, Bear Creek Haiku, Blythe Spirit, Ko, Asahi.com, hummingbird, Haiku Headlines, Amelia, The Panhandler, Poetry Press, The Plastic Tower and other publications.