curtains wide, all night, strangers across the street see the lamp signs: still here
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Is this too good to be true?
Placid river scene: Reed home, petrichor, gold leaves. What snakes stalk this blue? *** If you’d like to support my work, consider buying me a pizza!
Hollowed Road (a haiku)
These mountainsides wear ancient veins. Bloodstains of war unpurged by time’s fire. *** Enjoy this poem? Check out my buy me a pizza page for more!
In this river
Mudskippers pounce for crickets. In this river, hunt for the wings that fly. — If you enjoy this haiku, consider buying me a pizza!
A Light Burns in You
A light burns in you. Dim, bright, it keeps company with you in the dark.
This is your captain sleeping
Captain’s log, day four: attempts to sleep went poorly. Stupid sea sickness.
January 16th, 2022/speaking of the passion flame
Today’s Prompt: What is a cause you’re passionate about and why? When I write a novel, it comes from some deep, passionate place within my heart. When I write a poem, it’s because of some budding feeling or intriguing thought. So I may not possess the burning energy to end world hunger, or stop allContinue reading “January 16th, 2022/speaking of the passion flame”
January 7th, 2022/do dogs like anti jokes?
Today’s Prompt: What makes you laugh? One time I (Jordyn) tried for approximately a minute to listen to calming dog music on youtube. Except it made me laugh uncontrollably even after the music quit playing. That was a strange day. I’ve never had an experience like that since, even on the few occasions where IContinue reading “January 7th, 2022/do dogs like anti jokes?”
January 4th, 2022/a haiku
Today’s Prompt: What was your favorite toy as a child? Summer days, basement a capture the flag warzone. Stuffed animals play. One of my favorite toys as a child? A multitude of stuffed animals and the imaginary games I played with them and my siblings. Capture the flag included. We had one game where ourContinue reading “January 4th, 2022/a haiku”
Haiku #7
Haiku number seven out of seven haikus on hope. This is the end people :(
At night, cacti bloom
pink to oppressive shadow.
Color to the black.
Jordyn Saelor 