Prince Charming was charming
until well after the wedding
and then, well, he wasn’t
at all.
The End
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not a haiku
Category Archives: Narcissus
surface dwellers grow old
they loved well enough
not deep enough too thin to
offer any growth hold
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haiku
inside, if only
he makes the sound of
an oyster. there’s no prising
possible. kept out
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haiku
cornucopia cold feet
what happens when ?
unicorn wants to turn on the heating but can’t not
because he is hoof-full and finger-less
but because of the cost
and a magical horn won’t cut it
he curses, willing winter dismissed (for good )
he’s a summer horse, awaiting a miss ( of course)
he deserves more than this!
he stamps his frozen feet
shakes his silver sweet forelock
to no avail
flicks the whites of his tail
as shivers quiver his withers
he fails to notice
across the planet
ripples are felt and ice melts
closer closer closer to home
warms the globes of his heart
his cold cold heart.
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p.s
hey, boy
what does a unicorn have for tea!?
mind your own business, lass!
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not a haiku
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NaPoWriMo day 5 :
write a poem about a mythical person or creature doing something unusual – or at least something that seems unusual in relation to that person/creature. For example, what does Hercules do when he loses a sock in the dryer? If a mermaid wants to pick up rock-climbing as a hobby, how does she do that? What happens when a mountain troll makes pancakes?
to be or not to be he
what if awareness
is a choice what if his choice is
to be unaware ……
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haiku
tuning out ( v of v )
fabric unravels
he travels to work early
passes my body
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haiku
nice-guy mercy ( or musings of a covert narcissist)
i won’t kill her ( yet )
i’ll cut off her wings ( instead )
he said, charmingly
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haiku
real love is real
romance is bullshit
we get sucked into, like crap-
cocaine. addiction
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haiku
Unlike swans, i dance
Day 8:- asks you to peruse the work of one or more of these twitter bots, and use a line or two, or a phrase or even a word that stands out to you, as the seed for your own poem.
Today’s poetry resource is a series of twitter accounts that tweet phrases from different poets’ work. The Sylvia Plath Bot, as you might expect, tweets snippets of Plath.
Plath snippet :- Unlike swans,
Unlike swans,
i dance
what a lovely creature, a swan
quiet, sedate, white
what wings, so neat
folded, elegant
until they beat
water rhythmic
in an effort to lift
their bodies, but only just
listen, a swan
thrums,
thrum thrum thrum
if only i was one
aloof, untainted, unthirsty
untouched unless by chaste water
unmated, unruffled, undusted unless behind
cabinet glass, perhaps, an unwanted gift
a vision
what a fine thing, a mirror
smooth, unopinionated
divested of majestic longing
though learns to listen for the longings
of reflexions of others
unlike me
i dance before this
song of a swan
an ugly thing
lifting distance
only just
a drift of pale gray feathers
falling
April 8 2020
btw
I
Haiku
tell myself it’s quite
nice to be a narcissist;
greatest guy there is!
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