Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
falling for Peter
Tinker Bell took a tumble
and her light went out
This fun little haiku (or this statement on the dangers of falling for an immature emotionally stunted man-child) was inspired by Ronovan Writes Haiku Challenge (tumble / tinker).
the battle goes on
but we’ve already lost
as bullets rain down
This month marks the the anniversary of the Kent State and Jackson State killings. This week, another shooter shot up another campus and the week before that another shooter shot up … and so on and so on…. Plus, I live in Florida where the @#*#@ legislature passed some truly awful things this week including arming teachers and stripping away voting rights with what is essentially a poll tax! I’m in a hopeless kind of mood and Linda’s SoCS prompt to write about something that “falls from the sky” and Fandango’s FOWC prompt “battle” inspired this sad little haiku.
searching the night sky
one pair better than just one
alone together
Inspiration for this haiku challenge comes from this great illustration: “At the Window” – Juliana Kolesova provided by Susi at I Write Her.
God she was exhausted. The constant questions. The scrutiny. Knowing she was being judged. Constantly. About every single thing.
Her friends had tried to warn her but she didn’t listen. “It’s not like I’m new at this this.” Her naïve arrogance dripping off her words. But California isn’t like New York they insisted.
Now she believed. Too late.
What it would feel like to escape it all? Just run. Dive in. Sink. Just rest.
Free? Quiet?
“Ms. Emma? … Ms. EMMA!”
The kids weren’t even the worst. It was the parents. Private school teacher in Malibu. Worst decision ever.
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Inspired by the beautiful photo prompt courtesy of Sandra Cook via Rochelle’s Friday Fictioners Challenge and by Carrot Ranch’s Flash Fiction Challenge. As a former teacher, the first thing I thought when I saw the word prompt “exhaustion” was teaching! Don’t get me wrong, I loved it BUT exhausted I often (always) was!
Words wrung from the depths
Expeditious writing
But late yet again
Thanks to Linda’s SoCS challenge to use “xp” It brought me to the lovely and intimidating word (which rarely applies to my writing): expeditious.
Tina Stewart Brakebill 