Image was found on Pixbay, and this was done By Brigitte Werner. Pulled and pushed backward. Constantly transitioning. Stumbling forward...
Tag: haiku
Trauma – A Haiku
Searching for answers. Can lead to countless questions. Best to let it go.
Silent Night – A Haiku
Silence speaks to me, Bathed in deep understanding. Noise blocks out the truth.
Sensesual
Sight My hearts a flutter, From a mere glimpse of your eyes. I’m captivated. Touch My body quivers, As your silken hand touches mine. Graced by an Angel. Sound My ears are twice blessed, The definition of hot. Lust drips from your lips.
Dreams – 3 Haiku’s
The Light Desire revealed, Through a visage of pleasure. The truth is a lie. The Dark Blinding waves of light, Bring to light, unbeknownst fears. New nightmares are born. The Grey A mind of shadows. Desire feeds newborn fears. The loop continues.
Lost Love – 3 Haikus
Desire Staring at the moon. Full of unbridled urges, Craving just one touch. Despair Drink myself to sleep, Haunted by my decisions. Drowning in sorrow. Destruction Sitting at our spot. Unraveling way too fast. A fool on a spool.
Flying High – 3 Haikus
Up Taken up up up, On the whim of wayward winds. Carelessly floating. Down Pulled downwards harshly. Taken by a bitter gust. Thrashed towards firm ground. Crash Praying for mercy. From the apathetic winds. Words fall on deaf ears.
Tremble – 3 Haikus
Beaten Down Power slips through my hand, Like a million grains of sand. Crumpled and alone. Imprisoned Tears streak down my face, Like an old dam in a storm. Flooded by my fear. Lifted up Love lifts up my heart, Like sunshine in a rainstorm. Steadied by new hope.
Cycles – 3 Haikus
Death Fear racks my body. Holding me underwater. Lungs burn for freedom. Limbo Starring down my past. Fighting for my very life. Strength bursts from my soul. Rebirth Transforming my fear. Into a source of power. Surviving the day.
The Mountain
The Fall Sweat drips down my brow. Fingers trembling, grip gives. Falling from too high. The Mountain Older than our goals. Apathetic to our cause. Win or Lose — Our choice. The Ascent Arms swing wildly. To fall is death, but not yet. Fingertips dig deep.
One Regular Dad 