Submitted to Three Line Tales
woodland pools nearby
deep shades of emerald aqua
final days rest here
Buddha good and bad
Farewell the departing year
Spring brings us new hope
Footprint in white sand
Time has no meaning for me
Sara please come back
This post is written for Ronovan Writes Weekly Haiku Poetry Prompt Challenge # 100 Top & Light.
See the light from here
Begin your trip to the top
Few have gone this far
This post is written for Emilia’s Picture It and Write Challenge. He could here the sirens. The police sirens. The police that were after him. The neighbor had called the police after hearing the gunfire. She was dead. He had made sure of that.
The night hides the crime
Passion gone bad rules again
Darkness my old friend
Forest green once bright
Nature proves again her might
A seasonal blight
Haibun Thinking, interpretations of the Japanese Haibun, a literary form which explores the relationship between the human experience and nature.
The Prompt I chose:
I once heard you sing. It still is a musical memory I can’t forget.
I was backstage when you came on. They tell me the wait is what made you nervous.
On stage your voice became hoarse and wheezy and you found it hard to dance.
You had been amazing at Monterrey and even though this night you were not at your best , you were still better than the rest.
I think it had a lot to do with Southern Comfort. After all, you danced a masochistic tango with the bottle.
A tumultuous love and a fatal dalliance with drugs all because of your feelings of rejection by your friends.
her voice inspires me
never to be heard again
a mercedes benz
This post was written for the Friday Fictioneers based on the prompt below.
“Your father is in there Tony. They are on strike against the company. The local diner across the street is providing their meals free of charge. And they have elected their own mayor and police to maintain order. Any person who breaks the rules will be given a trial and punishments ranging from washing dishes to being expelled from the plant. Just like a little city. Look, see the man with the busy eyebrows? He’s the company’s leader. He’s meeting with your father now.”
up against the man
down for right now but not out
Word count 99
This is my first post for the first Haibun Thinking – a new Haibun Writing Challenge. The prompt I chose was:
“Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”
– Ferris Bueller’s Day Off
His rise through the ladders of work left him breathless.
Time out for marriage that was for sure.
There were kids his wife assured.
No one mentioned this unfairness.
One more time he had to check this corporate allure.
Corporate Gods before all.
Up, up towards that impossible goal for sure.
With all this some say he had a lot of gall.
Once there, everything had been left behind.
But no one was there to see him now.
He thought he was a gift to mankind.
But in the end he wasn’t even the cats meow.
a rose for my love
i wish i could play again
one more chance to smell