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What lies beneath

Is a treasure trove

May I bequeath

What my pure heart wove

Urge forth by might

Discover my soul

Immersed in light

I am truly whole

Winds of Change

Finally, the change she’d been hoping for arrived.  After months of waiting, she felt the temperature drop and the moisture in the air.  She saw the rain falling in the distance and hoped that the winds would bring it here; that this hope she now saw in front of her would not pass her by.

This is a story told in 55 words for G-man.

Excel

Doing what you do

Like nobody on this earth

Better than your dreams

This is for Sensational Haiku Wednesdays

Drought

Looking this way and that, over the pale horizon, she searched the distance for anything that would bring her hope.  Each day, she stood upon the porch, looking for signs.  She studied the trees and smelled the wind.  Nothing today.  She knew eventually, the rains would come and her crops would flourish again.  But when?

This is a story told in 55 words for G-man.

Scare

Creeping from behind

Icy cold, surrounding me

Darkness settling in

A noise: what was that?

Eyes close. Heart beats faster. Boo!

Scream pierces the night.

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Loud and Clear

A simple gesture made

No words exchanged

But message received

And feelings evoked

Sadness, Anger, Fear

Accompanied by many, many tears

Actions speak louder than words

This is a Sunday 160 for Monkey Man

Debonnaire

She looks at him, smiles

He notices and winks

My! How debonnaire!

This is for Sensational Haiku Wednesdays

Black

As the walls are closing in

And the colors fade to black

I wonder where my happiness went

And if, by chance, it will ever come back

I have to believe it will

It will


This is a Sunday 160 for Monkey Man
The first 2 lines are from the song "Black" by Sarah McLachlan 

Trapped

From where she stood, looking out upon the world, everything looked perfectly normal.  She got up each day, ate, went about her daily duties and slept soundly every night, not giving it much thought.  But when she did stop to think, she was able to remember that not everyone lived in an ornate, gilded cage.

This is a story told in 55 words for G-man.

Flare

Rising from below

Pure light, bright white, surrounds me

Then quietly fades

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Crash

Growing up, we lived at the bottom of a big hill.  We would race down the hill on anything that had wheels – bikes, skateboards, rollerskates – then climb back up to do it again.  One time someone tried the same thing with his car, except it ended up parked against the tree in our front yard.

This is a story told in 55 words for G-man.

Delight

Anticipation and excitement mounted slowly.

I could feel it building.

It was hard to breathe.

My heart beat faster.

I trembled.

Just

Let

Go

I screamed.

I love rollercoasters.

This is a Sunday 160 for Monkey Man

Despair

She lay in bed, knees tucked to her chin, silently screaming in anguish.  She couldn’t stop the tears -- but the children must not hear her sobs.  She choked them back and buried her face in the pillow.  Later, after she recovered, she could only hope that the mascara stains on the pillowcase would wash out.  

This is a story told in 55 words for G-man.

Where Were You?

10 years ago I was 4 days from my due date, chasing a 22 month old, unpacking. We had moved into an old apartment in a new country. The tv went on late but stayed on.


This is a Sunday 160 for Monkey Man

Life 101

The last rays of summer sunshine beat down mercilessly -- it doesn’t feel like September.  I love spending the long lazy holidays hanging out with the children and part of me always dreads them going back to school.  This year is bittersweet: while they are learning life skills, I will be building a new life.

This is a story told in 55 words for G-man.