Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Pressure

I feel it building...
If I'm not careful I'll crack
Breathe and take it slow


This was written for Sensational Haiku Wednesdays 

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Fresh

Starting fresh (again)
in a new house and new town.
Some things never change.


Morning dew glistens
Reminding me: a new day
a fresh beginning.

This was written for Sensational Haiku Wednesdays 

Saturday, September 15, 2012

The 3:15 Experiment 2012

The following pieces were written as part of The 3:15 Experiment (2012).  The number represents the date it was written.

3.

Raw with beauty
she tripped,
staggering down the path
of broken dreams.

4.

On a long lonely road walked a girl.  She passed the pub - full of light, warmth and hospitality but did not go in.

Sadness consumed her.

5.

Beauty & pain
collide
in neverending astonishment
holding out hope
for a world
filled with love

6. (Still awake. Packing. Moving tomorrow.)

Freshness envelopes me
the promise of a new beginning
tantalizing me
hope wakes within me
the promise of a new beginning
burdens me
fears quake around me
the promise of a new beginning
is me

7.

Lessons learned

8.

lightening burst forth
a colourful rainbow
of
magnificence.

10.

The cat waited in the shadows, purring softly, waiting for the right moment to pounce, strike - leaving nothing.

11.

And she leapt forth drinking in her surroundings.  Never had she seen such beauty.  But then, fear does make all your senses more available.  Always the fear of loss makes a thing so much more appealing.

13.

Her body longed for his
touch
wanting, needing
building.
Loving.

14.

insects beneath the floorboards [chand]

20.

The incandescent glow
of the afterlife
soothes me
embodies me
fills me
with longing and despair.
A new hope is needed.
Carry On.

21.

molton rock
bleeding from the
earth's surface
nowhere to run
nowhere to hide
only assimilation
will make it amenable

22.

listlessly, she floated
the water lapping delicately
at her feet.
She looked up into the bright sun
surrounded by water
How can she get to shore
if she can't swim?

23.

I carry my voice
to the sun
Goddess? I whisper
but there is nothing
I must maintain my vigil
waiting for the Goddess
of Light
to deem me worthy

24.

darkness
awash in terror
where flies the night
into what void meaning?
banish the darkness
fill my void with light
and meaning.

25.

stray cat
voice box
purple box

earwig
manilla folder
candle holder

circumvention
aspect ratio
fellatio

polar bears
fallen logs
muddy hogs

simple thoughts

26.

snow sweeps gently
downhill
as she walks
her eyes sting in the cold
& it's hard to breathe
her eyelashes are frozen
just like his heart.

27.

when morning comes
and the skies have changed their hue
look for me in the night sky
and I will look for you

Across the skies, between the stars
my love envelops all
it travels forth in dark or light
past the confines of these walls.

29.

creativity's gentle caress
lands on my shoulder
when will they see me?
when will the [illegible] (c)over?

31.

Thoughts & feelings
shared
unconditional love
deep & true



Friday, August 3, 2012

Star Light, Star Bright


The stars twinkled around her.  To pass the time, she tried to identify the constellations out the window: Cassiopeia, Perseus, Andromeda.  If they would turn just a little bit to starboard, she could see Jupiter.  Instead, they turned to port and the space station loomed up, blocking her view of the stars.  Home at last!


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

Wednesday, July 25, 2012

Middle

Between here and there
Saying goodbye and hello
Can't wait to get through


This was written for Sensational Haiku Wednesdays

Wednesday, July 18, 2012

Boredom

Summer vacation
Children are bored but not Mom
Way too much to do


This was written for Sensational Haiku Wednesdays

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

Confidence


Doing what you love
builds confidence and self worth
It's good for the soul


This was written for Sensational Haiku Wednesdays

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Postcard

Beautiful snapshots
and scribbled impressions - but
only the best parts


To: my dearest love
Wish you were here.  I miss you.
From: your darling one


This was written for Sensational Haiku Wednesdays

Wednesday, June 13, 2012

Freestyle

Chaos, fear, anger
too many troubles to count
overwhelming stress

Her heart fluttered as
he looked into her eyes and
whispered "I love you"

Reality sucks
I'd rather be daydreaming
thinking pleasant thoughts


This was written for Sensational Haiku Wednesdays

Wednesday, June 6, 2012

Universal

Sometimes being there
is the best thing you can do
to show that you care.


This was written for Sensational Haiku Wednesdays

Sunday, June 3, 2012

Kiss

They'd been friends for a while, but more by chance than by choice.  Her friends, his friends -- they all hung out together.  She noticed they had a similar sense of humour.  He noticed they had similar interests.  Sometimes they would talk - which was always nice - but usually they'd just steal glances at each other.  They always had fun together, but always in the safety of the group.

Every now and then, when she was alone, she would think about him.  She would wonder what it would be like to be alone with him.  Or... hug him.  Or... maybe kiss him.  Or... maybe kiss anyone the way she imagined a kiss should feel like.  She'd watched movies, read books and had a good imagination, but had never experienced anything thus far in her life that would make her think that the perfect imaginary kiss might actually exist in real life.

Eventually, summer vacation arrived and everyone went their separate ways to spend time with their families on holidays.  Some went far away, some went to exotic locations, some went on road trips and some stayed close to home.  It was weeks later, close to the end of summer, that everyone returned and she invited a few friends over.

He arrived first.  They were alone.  Suddenly they both realized how much they'd missed each other. She stepped toward him as he reached for her and they hugged.  The hug lasted a long time.  Even when she let go, they remained close.  She looked up into his eyes and she knew this was it.  Everything happened in slow-motion, just like in the movies.  He bent down slightly, she closed her eyes and their lips met.

It was perfect.


This was written for Mostly Fiction Monday. What's that, you ask? It's a little something Stranger and Me cooked up. You can find the story here. Today's post was inspired by the prompt Kiss.

Wednesday, May 23, 2012

Drift

drifting: dark, hopeless
waiting, immobile, afraid
will it ever end?


This was written for Sensational Haiku Wednesdays

Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Fire

Red embers beneath
flames of blue and gold. White hot.
Like my love for you.


This was written for Sensational Haiku Wednesdays

Wednesday, May 9, 2012

Landscape

Rocky mountain peaks,
ocean waves, evergreen trees:
landscape of my youth.


This was written for Sensational Haiku Wednesdays

Wednesday, May 2, 2012

Spring

beautiful colours
lush, vibrant vitality
fresh new beginnings



Beltane fires burn and
girls with flower garlands dance
in celebration


This was written for Sensational Haiku Wednesdays