the flame flickers
seducing the dark corners
temptation with fire

Thanks to Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie for the candle inspiration.
Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
the flame flickers
seducing the dark corners
temptation with fire

Thanks to Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie for the candle inspiration.
a captured image
contemplates the liberty
of its reflection

I’ve been MIA the past few days, so thanks to Sue’s Photo Prompt for welcoming me back.
the silent keep waits
and as the moon exploded
the sacred stood free

Thanks to the following for the inspiration.
Scott Daily Prompt (keep) and FOWC (free) and One Daily Prompt (sacred) and Putting My Feet in the Dirt (as the moon…)
to fly is a gift
an eruption to behold
till gravity speaks
in its imperious voice
and stills the music of flight

That (this) darn cannon was still on my mind this morning. So my tanka offering is a mash up between yesterday’s story (and word prompts) and today’s. Cheating? Maybe. But I woke up with it half formed in mind and it needed to be finished! Check out yesterday’s Flash Fiction for the companion story. It explains the cannon 😉 https://tinastewartbrakebill.com/2018/12/07/buon-viaggio/
So thanks again to yesterday’s prompts at WOTD (eruption) and One Daily Prompt (gift)
And today’s prompts from One Daily Prompt (imperious) and Linda’s SoCS (musical)
the road tempts onward
but deep down in the dungeon
memories unspool

Thanks to Sue for her Photo Prompt. It inspired thoughts of our lives lived through time and what that means as we age. That thought connected in my mind with this great phrase–deep down in the dungeon–from Putting My Feet in the Dirt. And the haiku was born.
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