In the field there danced three witches
no bones nor flesh just willow switches,
holding hands they whirled around
though their feet never left the ground,
while all who watched were filled with glee
laughing at their transparency
nothing to worry us here they said
one good fire and the witch is dead.
Filed under Comic verse, Inspired by fable, Old knowledge, Self compositions, Whimsical
another year is gone
a traveler’s shade on my head,
straw sandals at my feet
Bashō
moments, like a passing breeze
served as tutor for my soul
Filed under As you read it, faith, Old knowledge, On the lines of romance, Self compositions
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Her arms held aloft
celebrating her breakthrough.
the glass ceiling smashed.
Filed under Alternative history, As you read it, Haiku, Self compositions
photo – Christo Dagorov
This gives a whole new meaning to having chapped lips.
Filed under Self compositions, Whimsical
A silly young girl from Lynton
took a stroll across the meadow for fun
but her shorts were miniscule,
she took off her blouse to keep cool
now she has bites where she’d rather have none
Filed under Comic verse, Limerick, nature inspired, Self compositions, Whimsical
Clad in matching tones
lovers fixed in cold embrace
their limbs entwined.
Shy beneath their parasol
whispering with the wind.
Sandra felt detached, as if standing looking at herself from a few feet away. Somehow surprised at her imagined facial expression, it was certainly not how she felt. Inside she was smiling. The casket stood dark and aloof, the lid balanced on end. The face inside was ashen, smooth, parchment dry. Her mother, released from life, freeing Sandra from her years of denial. She had expected more emotion, probably not sadness, a feeling more akin to relief.
Filed under As you read it, Flash fiction, Self compositions
When the explorers finally broke through the dense, green, forest covering there was a collective sigh of relief. At last we’ve found it they exclaimed. No more digging a trench by torchlight away from the safety of the camp and squatting over it, vulnerable to any creature of the night.
Filed under Flash fiction, Self compositions, Whimsical
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life, ephemeral,
from the corner of my eye
the spectre sighted,
she drifts, part of the forest
and yet leave men’s minds doubting
Filed under As you read it, nature inspired, Otherworldly, Self compositions, Tanka, Uncategorized
Nestled in his wings
yet unseen, the playful sprite,
plucks tunes from her hair.
Unknowing, all she hears is,
snare-drum stone midst cooing foam.
Filed under nature inspired, On the lines of romance, Self compositions, Tanka
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