My hands rake the earth
Searching for roots heavy enough
To reign in my scars
Heeding Haiku With HA: Dreaming in Gold
1
Her soul-culling hymns
Whip the ether, thick as cream
Barefaced, Spring revives
2
Must I sway to tame
Your uprisings, puppeteer
Sigh, of unjust sighs
Does heaven answer the pangs
Of our marrow or do we
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For
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2015/04/08/heeding-haiku-with-ha-dreaming-in-gold/
I struggle immensely with syllable based writing styles and lately more so
Heeding Haiku With HA: Jack Kerouac
1
Cast off stilettos,
A star-crossed stumble
Through an open flame
2
Sunlight streams
Through the cracks
Of my slackening fist
3
A mirror, in revulsion, cracks
To whom should I address
My questions now?
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I wanted to do more and may later but I am struggling to find my words at the moment. I am inspired to write and stuck at the same time, just too much competition in my head!
For
https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2015/01/28/heeding-haiku-with-ha-jack-kerouac/
Aware
Erotic captives,
Your eyes burn an interstice
Through my wayward soul
(A short one due to yesterday’s events. In this I am speaking of the first look when you connect and melt into another person and you feel as though you’ve been struck by lightening, that first look is very intimate, invasive, and erotic.)
HEEDING HAIKU WITH HA: TO DERIVE INSPIRATION FROM POETRY # 1
Graska Paulska
By whose might do we
Resolve that the only life
Of worth is human?
Shadow Puppet
Life is misapplied
When the only dreams shadowed
Emanate in sleep
Heeding Haiku with HA: To Feel the Night
Alexander Fedosov
The moon is a bier
A demented virago
Pleading in the dark
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When I am out looking at the moon I always make up stories about her (I see the moon as female). There is a character in Planescape Torment Deionarra who even in death remains enamored and obsessed with the main character. Her appearance makes me think of the moon and so I just tied them together. The image is an artists interpretation of Deionarra.
Submission for
No Comparison
Love me from afar
But do not hold me akin
To the one before
Photo Challenge #3
Nikita Veprikov
1
A nomadic Sphinx
Painting keys into the palms
Of doubtful tenants
2
Grapevine placentas
Spewing ill-begotten wine
Into a cupboard
Of primordial secrets
Heeding Haiku With HA
Deb Schmill
Invasion
The cicadas whir
In accord like hundreds of
Pocket-sized spaceships
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Submission for
mindlovemisery 