Tag: NaPoWriMo

Kaleidoscoping

She stains his blue heart with hers pouring forth in brilliant colors Kaleidoscoping her body’s life into him Advertisements

Black & Blue & Grey

A clear, blue sky early morning but as we were on our way we murdered a mourning dove today. Two flew into the air, one swerved, we missed but the other slammed into our window. A vision of feathers flying askew as an aqueous…

Alone in Paris

My Darling, Paris is lonely without you. I haven’t a clue why I was foolish enough to come to the city of love without the one I love. Everywhere I turn, the memories of you and I haunt me.

Days of Youth

A mockingbird crooned his melody as I sat under a blooming Lilac tree I closed my eyes and soon drifted away lulled by soft buzzing of the honeybees.

Voice of Caution

His voice is worthless, echoes from afar I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry But sorry, with all it’s breadth and scars is not the meaningful word she longs to hear she wants LOVE reverberating in her ears for LOVE is the panacea to heal…

Broken Dreams

Eyes as bright as the bluest of sky a laugh that lit up a dreary room No one saw the black darkness lurking in the shadows of that captivating smile but all the while you were fighting demons, no rest for your soul until…

Star Chat

So Leo says to Taurus I got a thing for that Aries girl would you mind trading places So I can give her a wild whirl?

Drowning Narcissus

Drowning in a sea of sensuous pleasure, looking only at your prized reflection, little Narcissus flower now, forever bound are you to the side of this mirroring pool.

Falling

Alone in this peaceful space with only my spirited thoughts forbidden luscious flowers tempting my life breathing light and free my inner passions set loose, unleashed.

In Truth

In truth, what is love?   Is it a broken soul pleading for help locked in a prison they created? Or a shadowy figure standing in darkness beckoning to you, yes, come here, to me Do you give your heart and your light?

Fried Squirrel in Disguise

My sister and I sat down to supper looking at our plates we asked what is this mom? Fried squirrel, now eat, do you need some sweet butter?

Haibun: Twilight

I sit in the garden at dusk, watching the sky change from turquoise to amber red gold. The silhouettes of the trees are in stark contrast, midnight black against a vivid palette. I take a sip of bold red wine- it’s a cabernet kind…

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