A voice on the wind
echoes between rainbow curves
history to present
Haiku/Senryu
Space Haiku and Harpooned Comets
For those of you that haven’t heard: mankind landed a robot (Philae) on a comet today. A harpoon was meant to be involved.
Scientists are celebrating with hugs and champagne.
Xkcd is celebrating with comic strips.
I, being my own silly but no less appreciative self, thusly celebrate the only way I know how. And thus, there was space haiku.
Star dust settles on
the soundless expanse of hope
a harpooned comet.
Better watch out, space whales. Science is coming for you, next.
Thunder at the Crossroads
Sun heralds thunder
in the heart of beating plain:
her hand on my chest.
Rooted earth peeling
at the crossroads leaves colored,
the sounds children left.
The Return
Paled lights
reflected in Dead Seas—
only Spirits linger.
Silence
Silence—
the noise that follows
After.
A Haiku Afternoon
Tomorrow, a more fantastical post. Today, a short dose of the poetic:
Rose petals drift
perilous bedside seas–
her breathless touch.
—
Night gown nonsense–
heat beckons through wood and wind
wild by moonlight.
Note: Don’t forget to check out my guest blog appearance on Jessica Kristie’s “Inspiring Ink” segment today! I may be talking fantastic tomorrow, but today, I’m delving into the imagination…
Only words
Words describe
Daffodil rain—
nothing.
Frosted Moonlight
Nights grow cold
moonlit salivation
stirs frosted dreams.
Hiding Senryu
Balanced on string,
worlds stride on careful airs
when children sing.
Wavy Haiku
Waves roll high,
towering over sails
man’s hand wrought.
The Waking Den 