Needy Cat (and Other Haikus)

Stretching

I feel like strings

wound tight to an instrument

being plucked softly.

 

Lotus Position

He sat with palms up

not knowing that the flowers

would fall in his hands.

Coupled Drops

Rain drops on the pane

drip slow on the glass until

they mix together.

 

Static Shock

Our fingertips touched

for an electric moment

unexpectedly.

 

Needy Cat

Her persistent mews

weave lightly between my feet,

asking me for pets.

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Sprite – A Poem

Sprite

 

How the crisp spritz of clear fizz spits

as sips slip ‘tween the pixie’s lips,

licking and picking and sticking like cliques

that chitter about their blithering wits.

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Dog at the Window (and Other Haikus)

On the Tree

From the willow tree

buds the adventures of seeds

scattered by its fall.

 

Aroma

The open oven

spreads the scent of fresh baked bread

wafting through the house.

 

Uphill

The burn in my legs

is harder to overcome

than the mountain is.

 

Tinder

The burning tinder

smoked in a whirling tempest

before the wood caught.

 

Dog at the Window

His paws are like boughs

scratching at the windowpane;

save trees do not moan.

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The Hawk’s Flight – A Poem

So I tried something new today: I took the first four lines from the Song of Eärendil, copied the rhyme scheme, and wrote this poem about A Wizards of Earthsea, which I just read for the first time. Let me know what you think!

 

The Hawk’s Flight

 

Sparrowhawk was a sorcerer

that sailed past the Eastern Reach

he walked upon the Shadow Docks

beyond the rocks of Earth and Sea.

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A Man Sits in the Room – 2

A man sits in the room.

He’s been sitting there since you left—adjusting his tie without a mirror; picking at his teeth. I added a few bags of food for him, which he perused absentmindedly for a while.

The paper is still there too. A few lines were scrawled, before he crossed them out again. You know how it is, trying to build a fortress without the proper tools. Such a shame about the wall though.

I thought I heard him get up for a moment then, but when I turned my eyes back to the window, he was still in that heavy desk chair. I wonder what he sees in the dim yellow paint. A good choice you made there.

I understand you must be off. An empty stomach is a recipe for destruction. The room will still be here tomorrow. It was nice of you to stop by though. A man is wont to hear other voices.

Don’t let him keep you. Go back to your slat roof and wooden dining table. Enjoy your four walls, and the voices that fill them. Be sure to set the plates before you pile onto the food. A man should enjoy his meals properly.

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LOVE POEM #123 – A Coat

A Coat

 

What a simple gesture it was

to sling my coat over her shoulders

when she shivered at the park bench,

just as a bird extends its wings.

 

And how easy it was to watch

her nestle into its warm neck,

waiting for me to speak to her

like a cat in a wool blanket.

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Catniss (and Other Haikus)

Restraint

I swallowed the spit

that’s been sitting on my tongue

since I spotted you.

 

Out of the Shower

Shivers rip through me

as I slide back the glass door

and the steam slips out.

 

Khaleesi

The snow in your hair

reflects the sunlit smile

of your scorching heart.

 

Obsession

The lights have gone off,

my eyes have shut out the stars

but still I see you.

 

Catniss

She springs from the bed

like an arrow from a bow,

but lands in silence.

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FIFTY WORD STORY – Let Me Be You

Let me be you. Let me square my shoulders as you do yours, draw back my locks with the strength of your neck. Let me smile with your white teeth, kiss with your red lips, speak with your hot tongue. And let me bleed with the warmth of your heart.

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Dog Outdoors (and Other Haikus)

Fried Bananas

Sweetness in yellow

caramelizes in oil

and browns into gold.

 

Snow Angel

She lies in the snow,

waving her arms back and forth,

like she was flying.

 

Distracted

I can hear her voice

but the words seem to be lost

somewhere in her eyes.

 

Spicy Sauce

The tip of my tongue

tingles as the taste hits me

like liquid fire.

 

Dog Outdoors

He sees me and barks.

When I look through the window

he wags his tail.

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FIFTY WORD STORY – Creation

When water fell from the sky he knew thirst. When trees bore their fruit he knew hunger. When the sun broke through the clouds he knew warmth, and when the moon took its place he knew wonder. But when he met her, he knew nothing, for he had felt love.

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