Tag Archives: She
Fuck-You Flowers: A Haiku
It is saddening
how much damage he can do
‘fore she stops caring.
She
The sliver of time before I became tragic
Was it a wicked serpent’s word
Some desired autonomy
This devotion to husband and child?
Think with me honestly
What of heart’s protracted pain
Is my sweet apple affinity
My downfall?
He Said in Haiku
She was left for dead
But I need her, so I prayed
And revived Springtime
On the Eve
serpent at My ankles, always
And nighttime evermore
“She should have known better,” they’ll say about Me
She, Me and the similar others
significant others who also ought
Now nonetheless wise to the slither
he cannot: a haiku
every mile marker
shares another grand detail
a progressive lie
Sibyl
she
shall
shine
girl genius
She would seem simple
She would wear gingham
Carolina in her blood
Straight talk and backbone
Not a chance she’d want curls
I’m not sure if she’d laugh
But her eyes’d have a smile
And her voice’d have a lilt
When she’d call kindness home
Afraid
Afraid
‘Tis true she might be God’s great answer
Her need may be too wide to bear
She’ll drown you that intellectual dancer
You’d live your life without her care
A Haiku: she sea
Fling far what braces
Oblivion with you, shades
Let fly the long locks
