Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
“Sit still!” she commanded, as I shifted in my chair, “you’ll only feel a pinch.”
Despite her supposedly reassuring words, her eyes gleamed, glassy with malicious anticipation.
Fright prickled the skin on the back of my neck, and I twisted away from the needle.
Maybe I could do try and do a runner.
There must be a road. My mind drifting back, as my body dropped like a sack of potatoes and my vision turned to dust, there must be a road.
nature’s blush
spring awakening
life renews
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Thanks to Haiku Fridays with J-Dub. Each week, she posts a haiku and a photo to spark reflection, emotion, or imagination. This is mine.
dust fills my mind’s eye
conjuring a drab vista
as doubt smothers hope
tears transform the dust
a rainbow lifts the drab sky
and hope muddles doubt
I’m all about the ying/yang again today.
Our daily Three Things Challenge words are the following:
DUST
DOUBT
DRAB
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light dances at dawn
sound breaks free from the darkness
a new day’s promise
nature’s elegy
as crags are born from the sea
time erases all
I decided to embrace the ying / yang of our existence in this duo. It’s something I’m working on it life as well!
properly mad
the top spins a tall tale
of a glittering lad
too great to fail
but great can be bad
and fake glitter corrodes
so properly mad
the foundation implodes
properly mad
the broken top tries to spin
but it wobbles and falls (SAD)
and finally We the People win
Thanks to FOWC for this chance to vent some wishful thinking in awkward verse.
To all participating in NO KINGS tomorrow, thank you and take care!
Tina Stewart Brakebill 