au bord de l’âme , toi
sous l’extension de ton corps
une éclipse sauvage , là
.
haiku
.
.
.
at the soul’s edge , you
under body’s extension
a wild eclipse , here
au bord de l’âme , toi
sous l’extension de ton corps
une éclipse sauvage , là
.
haiku
.
.
.
at the soul’s edge , you
under body’s extension
a wild eclipse , here
in an empty room
a phone rings repeatedly
i have no answer
.
haiku
i’m seen
as female
subservient
silent
girl —
woman !
but i’m grrrl !
.
haïku
.
#youtoo
when it is dark and
dark is the moon
who cares
if
cloud covers the sky
.
haiku
this effervescence . . .
memory surfaces . .
then goes
flat .
just like
that . !
.
haïku
who needs handsome prince?
real woman’s worth’s embedded :
unique to her-story
.
haiku
i’m on the winter
side of our mattress while he
rolls in summer plumes
.
haiku
i divorced instead
of being
blessed
to die young
to escape
neglect
.
haiku
a vaccine for us
and for the planet is
blessèd~
tru~feminism~
.
haiku
we all have two lives ….
the second one begins when one
realizes one only has one
.
not a haiku