raincoat forgotten
through pouring rain you dance your
most abandoned dance
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haiku
Category Archives: Rain
thirst
i kiss his face
that tastes
like a raindrop
that i’ve waited for
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haiku
that moment
one moment, you’ll know
sound of rainbow or flowers
as they grow, you’ll know
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haiku
in my alone
i grow up to be
a tree-speaker a rain-bone
a raven’s wet-throat
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haiku
lady of Avalon
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i dream i’m drowning
it’s an old one
but it no longer owns me
now i’ve come home to avalon
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thoughts of rain awake me
the lady comes again for me
from across the levels blurred in
a banging of silver bangles
a breathing womb of grass and apples
a trembling of limbs still stuck in the suck
of muck-moist land that’s been drained for ages
until it rains; and it rains
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she is ages older than me, yet young
she speaks an older tongue, voice
fizzy with dialects of scrumpy cider and musky crusts of ancient cheddar
echoes dance from dank chalk caves
wassail wassail wassail
and so it was
and so it is
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i dream her lovely face
etched upon a sorrow of cloud
heavy as half a pound of moonlight
light as a fragrance of lemoncakes
i dream her silken garments
and steely armaments
reflected in the ancient lakes of this summer land
do you see me, she rasps
swirling me in underwater loves
she drags me to her breast where i rest
kisses the stone of my bones
unheeding of the summons of Merlin
defiantly ungifting trinkets to the kings
the legend of the lady
awaits a feminist twist
shhhh, she whispers, coming
and i dream myself asleep
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not a haiku
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ps
I moved the the isle of ancient avalon last year. Do you know where that is? Quite simply, Somerset in the West Country of the UK, near Glastonbury. I felt a pull to come here and so here am i. Still dreaming…
NaPoWriMo day 25
prompt is based on the aisling, a poetic form that developed in Ireland. An aisling recounts a dream or vision featuring a woman who represents the land or country on/in which the poet lives, and who speaks to the poet about it. Today, I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that recounts a dream or vision, and in which a woman appears who represents or reflects the area in which you live. Perhaps she will be the Madonna of the Traffic Lights, or the Mysterious Spirit of Bus Stops. Or maybe you will be addressed by the Lost Lady of the Stony Coves. Whatever form your dream-visitor takes, happy writing!
sky to dirt
water pours in worms
reviving every root hid
once upon seed pod
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haiku
water notes
music happens where
drops fall from fountains
snow from
mountains lointaine
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haiku
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lointaine : fr ~ far away
wear the yellow wellies
pray for rain, for darkest sun
say the word storm til it hums, honey
in the base of your tummy
hurry-flurry from home
wear the yellow wellies, silly
the spotted overalls, the lightning gnomes
everyone forgets to
. . . . .
pack only a ring of bells
one ( or two ) cracks of shells
a smack of berg-a-mots and cloves
three ( or four ) knocks and shoves
for good luck
smatter in some syllables
shuck some pebble-marbles
for kicks and giggles
then
. . . . .
leave them out on the porch
bring a torch
go insid
where you hid
as a kid
flash-splash beam-scream mutter-whisper
call to all your jammy jars of sea foam whiskers
tickles
you kept for later
watch
cock your ear
the path is clear
corkscrew your self to where you are young
find the poem – ( fully-fledged )
bouncing on your tongue – right at the edge
left right where you left it
catch its skin in your pearly teeth
like light from the storm beneath
bubble up, laughing
in your teacup, paddling
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not a haiku
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NaPoWriMo day 4: write a poem . . . in the form of a poetry prompt. If that sounds silly, well, maybe it is! But it’s not without precedent. The poet Mathias Svalina has been writing surrealist prompt-poems for quite a while, posting them to Instagram. You can find examples here, and here, and here.
vermiculture
worms of water run
un rushed down pane to drain clear
to garden’s soft soil
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haiku
and all things nice
my crown is made of
wind woven rain drops spiders
threaded through my hair
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haiku
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