Expressions, or: Last hurrahs

Poetry Partners #136 'Leaf Expression', a poem by Mary Anne Abdo of 'Blue Stained Glass' Wondering through the forest. I follow blue that turns into auburn, orange and gold. Leaves falling carpeting the woodland floor below. My steps are imprinting a trail for those to follow. An eerie silence is broken by autumn winds. As… Continue reading Expressions, or: Last hurrahs

Between her hills, or: Over her lush fallows

A 'Donna' limerick The heat rose from between her hills over her lush fallows. I stopped; my eye distracted by enticing omphalos. ‘What do you see’ Prompt #150 For Sadje’s weekly #WDYS prompt, she offered the photo below as inspiration for writers to produce art. Image credit:Robert Lukeman @ Unsplash Murisopsis’ Poetry Scavenger Hunt This… Continue reading Between her hills, or: Over her lush fallows

Mornings, or: White nights

A Choka Petersburg aflame through oppressive lucent nights bedeviled blinds blush under summer's endless stare morning alarms blare hour hands gesture haplessly at lit horizons hours indistinguishable internal clocks spin irreparably broken blankets cover eyes heads pound unforgivingly sleep irregular dream sequences liquefied molten white reality Choka? The most intricate Japanese Poetry form is the… Continue reading Mornings, or: White nights

Sunny, or: Moon-Moon

Two limericks Sun to Moon Oh, adorable Moon-Moon, my Sweet, come, let Sunny give you a treat. Those boys don't appreciate you! You're special! If only they knew! Use my beams! You'll knock 'em off their feet! Moon's response Buuuut, Suuuunnny! I do NOT want your help! I can handle those bullies myself! Whenever I… Continue reading Sunny, or: Moon-Moon

Breeze flutters shadows, or: Before nightfall

A haibun I exit in the early evening; and my city is aglow in warm sunlight. I smile. Most of the time, I don't hold any particular appreciation for the sun; Middle Eastern summers are uncomfortable. Still, leaving the office before daylight has faded... bright bus stop breeze flutters shadows sun lazes d’Verse Haibun Monday:… Continue reading Breeze flutters shadows, or: Before nightfall

Picturesque memories of sunshine

Fire always drew him, conjuring picturesque memories of sunshine. He recalled the profound impact of seeing his first glorious rainbow as a lad... O, how delightfully that sun had refracted through those suspended droplets! Smiling, Vadim shook himself out of his reverie and, appreciatively, licked the last salty hint of blood from his lips. This… Continue reading Picturesque memories of sunshine

Cheeks flush, or: Smiles flash

A haibun Summer is a time for picnics, and, therefore, a time for verdant, shady spots. There's something heavenly about lying on a blanket sheltered under the broad, leafy limbs of a friendly tree, delighting in the blossom scented breeze. For families with children or children at heart, such experiences are simply a must. midsummer… Continue reading Cheeks flush, or: Smiles flash

Ground control, or: Major Tom

A haibun It was not so long ago that I aimed for the stars. Perhaps just over a decade ago... but who's counting? Today, I'm at a secure job that provides me & my family health and life insurance, along with other benefits. In another year's time I'll be eligible for dental and catastrophic health… Continue reading Ground control, or: Major Tom