Fragile: A Burning Haibun

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Fragile by Sting

If blood will flow when flesh and steel are one
Drying in the color of the evening sun
Tomorrow's rain will wash the stains away
But something in our minds will always stay
Perhaps this final act was meant
To clinch a lifetime's argument
That nothing comes from violence and nothing ever could
For all those born beneath an angry star
Lest we forget how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are

On and on the rain will fall
Like tears from a star like tears from a star
On and on the rain will say
How fragile we are how fragile we are
Blood, flesh and steel
Color the evening sun
Rain stains our minds

Stay this final act
Clinch a[n] argument
Violence born an angry star

How fragile rain
Like tears
Say we are

The rain
A star
How fragile
Blood color evening sun
Argument violence born
Fragile tears we are

This is from a prompt on dVerse. Write a burning haibun using the lyrics from a favorite song to inspire you.

Sting has always had literary or story telling nature to his songs. Fragile from his album Nothing Like the Sun is a favorite of mine. Using one of his songs was an easy choice for me. I like how with each ‘burn’ the meaning and tone change. I can imagine the song playing in the background as you read through each one. I hope you enjoy!

Acquainted Beginnings

A person biting a lemon in the background with a graphic of a dripping heart and Happy New Year.
The taste familiar on my tongue
A sweetness I thought forgot
Between her thighs I hit the spot
A new beginning again

I’ve known her love
Over many a time
Yet never strong enough sustain
But I can’t leave
Nor can stay away
My desire always leads me here

In this new year
And this new time
I swear I’ll walk away
I may be back
As a matter of fact I should probably just stay.

A Shared Surprise.

Tiffany wants to share a surprise with her boyfriend, Ryan. A surprise she shares with Aleena her highschool friend from down the hall. A surprise she hopes will get her laid. But will it end up blowing up in her face instead?
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Chest Nuts & Sugar Plums

Images by Couleur & Andreas N respectively, from Pixabay Background by me.
Chest nuts proud and ripe
Standing tall tonight
Upon a Christmas eve cold and blustery
Wrapped within a dress so tight

Sugar Plums beneath a package large
Holding a white dream of frosted bliss
Is this a treat for me tonight
Upon a Christmas eve

Your chest nuts are hot,
Roasting in my minds eye
Uncovered to bare their glory
Like a star shining in the east on a dark night

Let your sugar plums dance on my tongue
Jingled like sleigh bells on a rough snowy land
I can feel your stirring
Roar like a lion, I’m no mouse

Jack, frost my nips
See it drip from my chest nuts
Rubbing … noses like Eskimos
Will you find it hard

Sugar plums hung
Like stockings by the fire
Settle on the bed, all through the house
Bring forth such a clatter they hear it on the lawn

Chest nuts roasting hot, an open fire
Sugar plums dancing, their heads hard
Loaded with toys and goodies
Moon on the breasts of fallen snow
Now I exclaim as has been said many times
Oh, oh, oh! And to all a good night.

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My Misfit Toy

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Bang
It goes
Against the wall
Shattered pieces
Broken
Bang
Loud crash
I couldn’t bear
To hear screams
Bouncing around
Echoes
Toy
With me
My emotions empty
My words meaningless
Syllables of
Nothing
Drum
Into my
Pounding, pulsing brain
Angry cries
love

Misfit Toy

Another dVerse Quadrille prompt, this time you must write a poem of exactly 44 words including the word “bang”. Hope you enjoy!

Christmas Holiday Stories & Poems 2024

Stories

  • All in my head – A story about a guy’s attempt to get a puppy for his girlfriend / not girlfriend for Christmas.

Poems


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Carpet Burn

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Red, rubbed raw
Carpet burn on both my knees
From when I knelt for you.

Looking up in complete submission
Waiting for your command
Carpet burn on my knees doesn’t hurt

Take it out and fill my mouth
Don’t take it out until I swallow it down
No drops on the carpet when I’m on my knees.

My man comes home
Looking for carpet burn on my knees
Will you put them there or will he?

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Not Over Her Cold Metallic Heart

Robot image byImage by DrSJS from Pixabay
Robot love is cold
Metallic touch of the heart
Leaves me heart broken


Laugh all you want. I don’t care. She meant more to me than any of you Fleshies ever did! Plastic though she was. I mean I know the heat I felt was generated by electric wires. Her voice came through a speaker, pre recorded sounds with an AI DJ. I’m not stupid. And I’m not crazy! I was … I was just in love.


What is love really
The mind’s electric impulse
Chemical cocktail


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This dVerse prompt was a science fiction halibun. I probably could have gone a bit more with this one but this felt like this was enough. Hope you enjoy!

Huh?

Whatsoever you do, don’t use the whatsis!
Somewhat wise words that came from your lips.
Whatever the warning was meant to be,
Got lost in the whatnot of the swirling sea
Question the use of it if you must
Whatchamacallit just turns to dust

A Quadrille prompt from dVerse – Pen us a poem of precisely 44 words (not counting the title), literally including some form of the word what.

What If We Come Undone

What if that’s not it? The end is not tomorrow or the day after but it is instead a beginning.
Oh they say that every day is a beginning.
And that’s true. But what if tomorrow is A beginning. A nexus, an inflection point in history.
History is long.
History is long. Our lives are short. Our power is finite … alone. But together-

Together as one
Actions equal reactions
They’re united too

Tomorrow has come and the world has not come undone but it has ended.
Being over dramatic.
Histrionics, history, his story, no story, no words. Actions so loud, I cover my ears and cry.
Let me get you a tissue.
Don’t be cruel. Today I weep. Grieving for a tomorrow that will never come.

Drama’s curtain call
The theater of the absurd
Tragic comedy

Tomorrow there will be a sun. Tomorrow I will fight. Tomorrow will be when hope begins.
But tonight …
Tonight I mourn. Tonight I weep. To the night I give my soul and my light.
Long may it burn
But oh when the morning comes, and the sun shines bright. Then my soul will rejoice.

The sun’s bright light shines
Illuminating all things
Then there shall be hope

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