Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
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.
I was honored to once again have my work chosen by Pure Haiku. It truly brings me joy in a time when joy seems fleeting. Please visit Pure Haiku to read my my submission and the many other fantastic interpretations for the Encircling theme.
blown by a fierce wind
the wishes ascend and dance
a stalk left bereft
excluded and withering
as new golden life springs forth
Thanks to the following for the inspiration:
an abundant yield for all
freedom’s promise broken
they hail words once unspoken
cheering as we fall
in the face of shameless cruelty
a promise made each night
not to yield the endless fight
as we march for liberty
Thanks for the prompts: YIELD and PROMISE
Those are lovely. But strange. All alone. Wonder where they came from.
It’s so he can find her.
Who?
The fisherman.
Fisherman? What are you going on about?
Everybody knows the story. He went out the day before his wedding. Never came back. I guess she cracked cause later she walked into the sea. Left her wedding bouquet on the shore, so he’d know where to find her. Just in case he ever came back. Ever since, her flowers show up every year.
Oh no. That’s so sad!
Hah! Got ya. You’re such a sappy sucker. They grow all over.
(100 words)
PHOTO PROMPT © Sandra Crook
Thanks to Rochelle and Friday Fictioneers for my Fisherman’s FF inspiration.
Tina Stewart Brakebill 