Author: Tina Stewart Brakebill

Haiku & Other Poetry, Random Rants, tutto e niente

Don’t Call Me Daisy

Tina Stewart Brakebill

Awaiting their time

To spread their wings and take flight

The dashing pair sleep

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This buggy haiku was inspired by seeing these rascals (pictured above) firmly stuck to the side of a building last night while walking home from dinner. Social media posting help me identify them as dasychira meridionalis. Honestly I’m still creeped out by them but I wish them well as they transition to this.

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And thanks to Ronovan Writes for the perfect prompts (hope/dash) for my new buggy friends! I substituted awaiting for hoping because I liked the way it sounded.

Haiku & Other Poetry, Random Rants, tutto e niente

once again …

Tina Stewart Brakebill

moments of silence
commemorating the dead

kneeling silently
to send our thoughts and prayers

silent bows of surrender

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Once again … twelve more murders to add to our list of shame. Twelve more people gone because our so-called leaders refuse to stand up to the NRA. Twelve more deaths that will be met with the useless platitudes. Twelve more families to add to the seemingly unending list.  Twelve more ….

Thanks to Linda’s SoCS prompt for giving me a forum for my silent screaming.

Haiku & Other Poetry, tutto e niente

When the Moon Beckons

Tina Stewart Brakebill

When the moon beckons
Let yourself rise in the light
Uninhibited

Uninhibited
Let yourself rise in the light
When the moon beckons

When the moon beckons
Let yourself rise in the light
Emancipated

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Not sure if this is any kind of actual poetic form or just three separate haiku strung together but I like it (them) and it (they) captures my feelings about the lovely photo that Susi provided at I Write Her. 

Haiku & Other Poetry, Random Rants, tutto e niente

bleeding heart

Tina Stewart Brakebill

taste my bleeding heart  

its sweetness drowned in fury  

battered by the fight

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In the words of the fabulous Dixie Chicks I’m Not Ready to Make Nice so (try as I might) not even the word prompts of sweet/heart could quell my rage. But thanks for trying Ronovan Writes.