bent forward
a pool
of hair
no where
to hide
but inside
a mirror
.
haiku
Category Archives: Wolf Woman Whispers
parting
damp
lips break
silence into kisses
.
messages
survive liquified
without wasted words
.
Oh!
god! kiss
me a river
.
april 10
btw
Day 10:-Today’s prompt (optional, as always) is another one from the archives, first suggested to us by long-time Na/GloPoWriMo participant Vince Gotera. It’s the hay(na)ku). Created by the poet Eileen Tabios and named by Vince, the hay(na)ku is a variant on the haiku. A hay(na)ku consists of a three-line stanza, where the first line has one word, the second line has two words, and the third line has three words. You can write just one, or chain several together into a longer poem. For example, you could write a hay(na)ku sonnet, like the one that Vince himself wrote back during NaPoWriMo 2012!
these dreams are sighs
Day 4.:- takes its cue from our gently odd resources, and asks you to write a poem based on an image from a dream.
these are dreams
only
no-one cares
to listen out for
these are dreams for
no-one
cares
if
a soul slinks off for
these
stammering over broken glassescurled up in cornerssymbols staggering masquerading as prayerssprinkled with paprikamint and see salt
a soul holds out for
these
hanging off fangs off were wolveshowl sickled&scythed along veins&skeins of lightening’s shuddering with mirth
a soul breathes in for
these
illusion bathed tendrils on frondedfingers stalled between stars&seeds crossed over as jewelsdripped in lovers heavy heartedbirdsongs wanting the coldest of snow nests
a soul flies in for
these
darknesses jasmined off wingless pickings frail as elephant skins&childish giggles echoing over absent truthes and creeping tongues of loosened citrus skies
these are the seams
running running running
for their lives
for their dearest illusive lives
these are thinnest in the mornings
as we rise
simmering still off lips still yawning
over toast and marmite and cooling tea
pass the sugar, hon, please
he sighs
these are the dreams that slink off for
you to live a ‘normal’ life
April 4, 2020
btw
heart earth flower wolf wise
heartearthheartearth
eartheart
what do you see
flowerwolflowerwolf
flowolf
same matter
inside being
same letters
understanding
what do you see
through the eyes
of bees
Prophesies 12-6
6.
.
if magic be the
food of life, i shall cast the
first invitation
inventing god
Haiku
.
if i made god i
would make her on my image;
eyes, arms, legs, courage
Sabbatical
Haiku
.
forgot my razor
stroke new growth up and down
legs and underarms
Displaced
Haiku
The clean shape of him
Disappears in the falling
Light air i hear him
The craft
Haiku
I practice my skills
Moon washes the evidence
Silver, light honed bright
Ecstasy in a pea green boat
Haiku
swayed, sunk, rowed, hurt, squeezed,
wept, thrown over, edges, ripped jagged —
coming up for air
