My painting- it hangs
On the wall above my bed
The first gift I ever got
(Hour 24/Haiku)
24 Poems ~ 24 Hours
My painting- it hangs
On the wall above my bed
The first gift I ever got
(Hour 24/Haiku)
Maighdean Mhara
midnight waves cast themselves upon the rocky shores
laden clouds hung low above
the driving rain drove her up the sandy stretch
with a heave and a shrug her skin fell off
silken tresses drop around her waist
myriad waves beckons her back, sing to her, wanting
far along the foot-trodden path he waits for her
night after night-
she rises
their love, once again complete
he grows old, his heart will cease
she kisses him one last time
returns to the sea-
she goes
a glance
slips again once more into her skin
quietly, silently into those weeping waves
(Hour 23)
He’d heard all that was to be said
Mulling over the thoughts in his mind
Walking past posted bills
On stained haphazard walls
How sad it was that no one saw
The long trek home
Each step heavier, heavier
(Hour 22)
to sleep on soft bed
pillows surrounding my head
drift off into sleep
(Hour 21/Haiku)
Candlelight flickering
Feathery wings flitter fast
Drawn to flame means death
(Hour 20/Haiku)
Strung together deep
Floating along the currents
Wait in silent blue
(Hour 19/Haiku)
Werewolves do howl
For in the darkness they creep alone
The zombies like to prowl
Scratching and biting they grunt and moan
They hunted from moonlit graves
They pounced from dark nooks
As long as no one misbehaves
The ghosts float along avoiding the looks
The candy they seek
The bags they have filled
Stuffed to the cheeks
Once again, a night been fulfilled
(Hour 18/Narrative)
pencil winds away
stuck in unraveled plastic
my mixtape is fixed
(Hour 17/Haiku)
dizzying
my thoughts center of you
every waking moment
I catch my breath
stealing glances at time
the day goes by
then
I see you through the doors
skipping a beat
your smile wraps around my heart
sets my soul on fire
(Hour 16)
plane crash on the beach
island, smoke monster, numbers
purgatory all
(Hour 15/Haiku)