Writer. Feminist. Historian. Person.
taste my bleeding heart
its sweetness drowned in fury
battered by the fight
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.
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.
Yearning for closure
To repair my broken heart
But the hole remains
Both the lovely photo and the word prompt (yearning) inspired a sense of longing in me so thanks to Sue’s Write Photo Challenge and Tales from the Mind of Kristian for giving me a chance to explore that feeling.
Fading in the light
Lip stains on a broken glass
Elicit the night
This was written for Linda’s SoCS Challenge to use “lip” in some form. Check out her page for some creative and fun contributions!
monkeys in my mind
navigate the scenic route
shunning the serene
Actual selfies of author trying to meditate 😉
Thanks for the inspiration to Rovovan Writes Haiku challenge and of course a big thank you to Frank Constanza–the father of “Serenity Now!”
Tina Stewart Brakebill 