Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
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!
Why so glum?
Well … March came in like a lion, and it looks like it’s going out that way as well, not an effing lamb in sight; plus everything is so egregiously awful, how can you NOT be glum?
I just think about the Easter Bunny.
For crying out loud, you’re a full-grown person!
Which is why I’m focusing on the Bunny, because, as Cormac McCarthy said “…you fix what you can fix, and you let the rest go,” and for me, snapping the head off a solid-chocolate bunny sounds like the perfect way to let go while plotting the revolution.
Aaah … Vive la revolution and the Bunny!
It’s been awhile since I’ve written so thanks to the following for my inspiration.
I thrust my knife forward, but my foe is invisible in the darkness. That’s alright. I can wait.
Then the dark is pierced by light, revealing a nurse. The ugly one with the mustache and spider veins. Smelling like tabasco and beer.
“You’re tilting at windmills again aren’t you dear? Let’s get you into bed.”
I comply. I can wait. Her time will come.
Our challenge was to tell a story in 64 words using the following words:
NURSE
TABASCO
INVISIBLE
SPIDER
WINDMILL
MOUSTACHE
Life has been demanding my attention as of late, so I am very tardy with my thanks, but I was honored to once again have my work chosen by Pure Haiku. Please visit Pure Haiku to read my my submission from February 21 and the many other fantastic interpretations for the Encircling theme.
Tina Stewart Brakebill 