Fragile by StingIf blood will flow when flesh and steel are oneDrying in the color of the evening sunTomorrow’s rain will wash the stains awayBut something in our minds will always stayPerhaps this final act was meantTo clinch a lifetime’s argumentThat nothing comes from violence and nothing ever couldFor all those born beneath an angryContinue reading “Fragile: A Burning Haibun”
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My Misfit Toy
BangIt goesAgainst the wallShattered piecesBroken Bang Loud crash I couldn’t bear To hear screams Bouncing around EchoesToyWith meMy emotions emptyMy words meaninglessSyllables ofNothing 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 youContinue reading “My Misfit Toy”
Not Over Her Cold Metallic Heart
Robot love is coldMetallic touch of the heartLeaves me heart brokenLaugh 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 soundsContinue reading “Not Over Her Cold Metallic Heart”
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 mustWhatchamacallit just turns to dust A Quadrille prompt from dVerse – Pen us a poem of precisely 44 words (notContinue reading “Huh?”
A Spell Cast – Paradelle
Tis a spell I cast on theeTis a spell I cast on theeOn this night for begging sweetsOn this night for begging sweetsThis night tis a spell for sweetsI cast on thee begging onWith sugar and spice, oh so niceWith sugar and spice, oh so niceScreams and wails, and scary talesScreams and wails, and scaryContinue reading “A Spell Cast – Paradelle”
Seasons Change
Photos by: me Season’s colour changeBright orange, red, yellow, greenDying or blooming “It’s spring down here,” she informs me, as though I was unaware of the changing of seasons and their differences depending on the hemisphere. “That must be nice,” I said into the phone. Her image smiled at me. The wonders of technology. InContinue reading “Seasons Change”
Yellow Flowers In a Vase
(Still Life with Yellow Roses) The flowers sit on the table in the corner In front of the windowWith the shades drawnThe colors of the flowers reflect off the off white curtain creating an aura around each bloomThough that could be due as much to my not having my glasses as to the reflection ofContinue reading “Yellow Flowers In a Vase”
Autumn Poems
—x—Slowly falling to the groundSwirls of red and yellowBack and forth, back and forthSlowly undulating on the breezeTo gather beneath the wooden limbsOf a naked tree —x—The leaves change colorOrange, brown, yellow, and redAutumn leaves gather —x— —x—Gather my childrenListen to the whisper of the tales the trees tellGather my childrenWhen the leaves fellGather myContinue reading “Autumn Poems”
Where Does The Moon Hide
Where does the moon hide? When the day beginsWhen the fog begins to burn Does it go to bed or play with friendsTurning away from the morning Leaving the night for a new skinWhere do the stars go? When the sun appearsConcerns about their light do they give in to fearDimming their sparkle, they turnContinue reading “Where Does The Moon Hide”
Remembering In The Rain
The rains fall from the clouds adding to the late summer humidity rather than easing it. I sit in the backyard watching puddles form in the spaces between the stones, watering the weeds that fought their way through. Thunder sounds in the distance but too far to cause worry, as if thunder for me everContinue reading “Remembering In The Rain”
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