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from my bath
standing at a mirror
touching the locket he gave me
standing at a mirror
touching the locket he gave me
Literature
Battlefeared
The warlords rage, with death their language,
battle-breaking young mens' marrow -
and corpse-ranks swell to widowed anguish.
In lovers' fields once greenly passaged,
where the youthful dreamed of hope -
the warlords rage, with death their language.
Their thoughts are steelclad, grimly savage,
rhythmic with their tireless blows,
as corpse-ranks swell to widowed anguish.
In following their brutal adage -
'fight or die' blood-etched in stone,
the warlords rage, with death their language.
Ablaze, their fires rave and ravage,
scorching land and searing bone,
as corpse-ranks swell to widowed anguish.
The death-knell dirge is sung wi
Literature
Shades of Sleep
Another blue ceiling, shadow-choked and unfamiliar,
stares back in sympathy - withered paint crackling
with unshed dust and old-man's tales of long ago,
a silent confidante with blown-bulb twilit wisdom -
It's comfort as cold as this half-empty bed.
Cataleptic - a midnight-waker with four hours lost
and the ceiling is shadow-smothered, blue gone grey
like old-man's ashes spread out over this dark grave
of a room - dust unto dust in the throat, and coughing
with all the enthusiasm of russian roulette.
Pull the trigger on the TV remote to no effect -
3am and the damn thing's still dead, the traitor
with screen black like a post-midn
Literature
Well Acquainted
We shared a cup of tea, she and I.
No milk, no sugar,
no honeycoated words to weaken the taste of departure.
We were connoisseurs, and well acquainted
with the many blends of coming change.
Understanding kept us mute, our ceremony quiet
as we stirred the aging, aromatic leaves.
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We drank darjeeling once,
when the grass was frost-glamourous
and our eyes danced a dawn tango.
She wore red; I read her Blake's secret;
and we smiled over brimming cups.
'Your eyes are earl grey' I whispered,
when a mountain's shadow embraced us
and day turned into dusk into her eyes
as rain waltzed all around, enchanting,
to the scattered orchest
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4/21/13: My goodness, I was already noted that my 'ku placed 2nd! (the results came so fast because I entered just before the deadline) My thanks to Jenene!
4/20/13: My entry in `LadyLincoln's Romantic Interlude: A Mini Contest. (following the strict form of 17 syllables only that Jenene has set for those submitting haiku)
4/20/13: My entry in `LadyLincoln's Romantic Interlude: A Mini Contest. (following the strict form of 17 syllables only that Jenene has set for those submitting haiku)
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Two things.
1) This is real. It has back-bone and silky lips to it. It reads very well.
2) The way you said "'ku" was pretty freakin' awesome. I am going to start saying that now.