giving up tumult
for smallest of moments …ah
butterfly breath sighs
.
haiku
Category Archives: Bees
bee~breathy
memories thrumming
at the edges beckoning
blowing through cobwebs
.
haiku
attraction
smiles are like bees you
collect enough of them you
become honey you
.
haiku
sky~paper;butterflies
i write my poems
for bees, clouds; for brown sparrows,
for flowers; not you
.
haiku
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not especially
true
🦋
roo-hoo
honey is better
than money and when you are
feeling like pooh, true?
.
haiku
honey memory
curled up like sunshine
in the skin of a flower
a hum of water
–
haiku
sky paper; butterflies
i write my poems
for clouds, bees; for brown sparrows
; for flowers; not you
.
haiku
breakfast love
.
like a river i hold close in my arms, my body
your run through me — a quiver
of arrows and slings stroke my limbs, my mind
like stars plucked for your eyes to startle me
a name stammered and chimed — a sound
surrounds — a kind of grace escapes
.
i’ve lain down in moonlit thoughts of you
awoke to the sun of your skin and fingers
taunting the morning with stolen scents —
of your breath as breakfast, love
of murmurs of bees stirring my hair
a dapple of flowers gathering
over a slither of summer heather
over darkened hills, a moan, a chill
a gasp of lemon-dazzle glints blackening
the shiny stones of you blinding
me to other
worlds
other landscapes
other loves
drowned out
.
this is my sorrow, my secret, my dove
the rain in my mouth announces it
no other
hears it
as happiness
swallows
.
not a haiku
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NapoWriMo day 10 :- write a love poem
capture
carefully
the land dangles charms
sprinkles pearls, bees, birds
sound answers, tugs beasts
and buds forth to birth ; churns
of complexity ; bursts
of simplicity ; betrayed
roil of restless
cobweb -dreams escape
to wake
for rapture
.
only creatures
see empty bounty
a season of plenty, so
a season of menace for
those whose treasure must be exposed
that freshest wet innocence brought forth
in inexorable trust , hunted
again.
.
not a haiku
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NaPoWriMo day 6 prompt : to write a variation of an acrostic poem. But rather than spelling out a word with the first letters of each line, I’d like you to write a poem that reproduces a phrase with the first words of each line. Perhaps you could write a poem in which the first words of each line, read together, reproduce a treasured line of poetry? You could even try using a newspaper headline or something from a magazine article.
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Pps
in hindsight, i think i may have misread the prompt… oops twice!
P.s you will find the poem chosen (at random) below . I copied down the first words and avoided reading the poem so that I would not be influenced. I did, however count the words in each of her lines and kept the same in my own poem ( there is one line longer though , oops ( poetic licence?))
Poem chosen:
Late October by Maya Angelou
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Carefully
the leaves of autumn
sprinkle down the tinny
sound of little dyings
and skies sated
and roseate sunsets
roil ceaselessly in
cobweb greys and turns
to black
for comfort
.
Only lovers
see the fall
a signal end to endings
a gruffish gesture alerting
those who will not be alarmed
that we begin to stop
in order to begin
again.
bee-ing
dragonfly hovers
butterfly flits
i sit clean
in meadow grass; dream
.
haiku
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