if you change
your mind
i’m still
in line
( not the 1st )
of course
( camouflaged)
.
haiku
Category Archives: Dialogue poetry
druid
monument under
moonlight ~ his form ~ lyric
fluid idea ~ her
.
haiku
underneath
two oaks still stand
though older,
split apart,
ravaged
roots entwine
in quiet
.
haiku
just in time
i said to my soul
look what i found and heard i
kept it safe for you
.
haiku
in it
this poem exists
because you are reading it
thanks for being it
.
haiku
fallen leaves
the grief of a touch
of his fingers I lingered
disbelief as he leaves
.
not a haiku
one syllable over done
sky~paper;butterflies
i write my poems
for bees, clouds; for brown sparrows,
for flowers; not you
.
haiku
.
not especially
true
🦋
best friends
both giggles and yawns
borne lofty up stairs to bed
to lay down their heads
.
haiku
long-no-distance
i opened
with yawn
over phone
he simply
yawned back
we talked
til close
.
haiku
indignant breakfast
me wus , i profess, perfectly happy
as bread
but instead me gets sliced and stuffed
under a red hot grill til i’m toast!
.
wusn’t it ‘nuff me got pummeled ‘n punched
when me wus just a bit of dough
— me didn’t need that!
and unceremoniously shoved in an oven
— me actually loved that!
i rise under torture a beaut!
but toast?!
an insult
even if some like it hot, up to a point, me don’t
aaargh, nearly burnt
meeeeee!
ahhhhh, smooth sooth meeee
with butter and jam
wham!
what’s this…?
teeth! struth!
i can’t believe it!
what new hell is……
.
not a haiku
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NaPoWriMo day 20 prompt
write a poem that anthropomorphizes a kind of food. It could be a favorite food of yours, or maybe one you feel conflicted about. I feel conflicted about Black Forest Cake, for example. It always looks so pretty in a bakery window, and I want to like the combination of cherries and chocolate . . . but I don’t. But how does the cake feel about it?
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