Snot drizzles and drips from my
nose, partly from the cold wind
scraping her fingers across my face.
Mostly the floodgates were opened
with Mourning Moon’s mandate–
let go the painful relationship before
winter’s solstice brings darkness.
Farewells are never easy, yet
this one leaves my heart shredded,
hanging to bleed dry after the kill.
I am sharing with Hedgewitch at her blog Verse Escape for Friday Flash 55. I know I’m late, but it’s hard to get back into the habit of writing. I’m trying.
Books on a shelf–
words enter my being,
characters worm their way
into my heart and soul,
searing their experiences
into my thoughts and
sharing their memories,
mixing with mine;
living a thousand lives
from the safety of my couch
knowing I’ll never see their
worlds with my eyes–
books on a shelf.
Sharing with Hedgewitch at her blog Verse Escape.
The challenge this past weekend at Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie for Saturday’s Mix was to write a pastoral–poetry or prose. Despite a rather non-idyllic last few months on the farm, I found some inspiration this evening. Although it might be frowned upon sharing only a haiku for the Tuesday Platform at Real Toads, that’s all I’ve had time for lately. Please forgive me and enjoy Caroline.
a rare selfie with Sweet Caroline
a perfect moment
sweet baby girl snuggling
into tender heart