Midsummer afternoon. Trees whisper in the breeze. The breeze brings the scent of flowers. The flowers feed colorful insects cavorting under a wondrous sky. A sky viewed from the blanket on which I lie supine. Midsummer eveningA cloudless sky overheadSupine under stars Prompted by dVerse host De’s Quadrille #182: Are You Pining for Poems? andContinue reading “A Haibun: Supine”
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Impartiality?
Does impartiality exist given our unconscious biases? It seems even our best intentions are sabotaged.* * * Sorry Sammi, I couldn’t stop here… Fiduciary? You say you have an insurance claim?We’ll be happy to take your (recorded) statement Impartiality is our middle name(Unless you require a hefty payment).Your house was destroyed? A bad injury?Maybe youContinue reading “Impartiality?”
Collective We
Let’s rid the world of miseryAn awful place, don’t you agree?Now let me just enlighten theeTo change the way the world you seeThe worthy are the “collective we”Enforcing how things ought to beWe will not tolerate the [s]heWhose point of view is contraryUnworthyA few little lies is all it takesTo be the victors of thisContinue reading “Collective We”
Sleep Deprived
I tried to sleep for a little while –On your lap? Yes, yes, I nodded.And there I was just nearly napping, When you arose without warning, suddenly;Waking me (yet again) as there came A sound from the front door, a tapping.I patiently waited for your return, while doubtingYou would assist me in my quest forContinue reading “Sleep Deprived”
Orange Tranformation
I shed the orange from my body – A color I have so despised;A symbol of humiliation, restriction and punishment.Yet the color refuses to relinquish me in my freedom.In the morning, the dewey grass shimmers orange;Water droplets touched by the rising sun.In the garden, hues of orange,Spill from the marigolds’ bright heads.I close my eyesContinue reading “Orange Tranformation”
What Crisis?
Environmental crisis?Nonsense!See all the pretty and tasty thingsproduced for your consumption.Fast food (on every corner for your convenience).Eternal youth serum – bonus chemicals included!This gadget – a must!Place the burden on the people -perfect panacea to our toxic greed. Prompted by Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #324.
Provokameter
A fleeting glimpseis all it takesto cause my provokameterto break.I had bought it new and plugged it in;I installed itjust below my chin.It worked just finefor a month or two;then brokethe moment I saw you.I checked its log,all had been good;the gauge was centeredas it should.Until you walked in,off the charts, wild;my provokameterwas clearly riled.SoContinue reading “Provokameter”
A Tanka: Collective Animal Nouns
A bale of turtlesContentedly sunbathingSomeone approachesThe bale bales but two remainHeads raised in pose for photo Prompted by Colleen’s #TankaTuesday Weekly #Poetry Challenge No. 332, 8/8/23
Pop of Color
A black and white butterflySoars gracefully over the sprawling lawnAlighting on a multicolored flower Appearing drab in comparisonIt settles in for a sip of nectarDemurely folding back its wingsRevealing a pop of colorThe perfect complement to its perch Prompted by dVerse host Mish – Pop Goes The Quadrille (#181).
The Bamboo Bar
At the Bamboo BarJoin me for a drinkPull up a stool Reveal all your secrets.Join me for a drinkThe drink is on meReveal all your secretsHold nothing back.The drink is on meLoosen your tongueHold nothing backInformation is gathered.Loosen your tongueWe’re listeningInformation is gatheredA free drink with a high cost.We’re listeningPull up a stoolA free drinkContinue reading “The Bamboo Bar”
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