Metal moans and brake lines squeal as rubber comes to a crawl – tie-up on the highway. Roadside wildflowers flourish, attract birds and bees alike
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Peculiar
Perception muddled, brain’s alignment slightly off – one of a kind, no? (A tongue-in-cheek haiku for RonovanWrites Weekly Haiku Challenge: kind & mind. Image from
(Self) Portrait of a Waitress
Jumbo Jet they called her – fast on her feet, zooming in, swooping up trays, delivering with flight attendant flair. When did she turn to
Adult Child
So my luck – father’s favourite child, me, no boy for him… he drinks – thousand morning scold – knows I respect, make peace and,
Breeding Season
Golden this heart, this plea no makeshift proposal I am smitten, hard bitten, sold – be bold! Be bold! say you are sold, also smitten
He’s Gone
In darkened room I lie, willing blackness to obliterate blackness. A scream, unearthed from dankness shatters the silence, echoes off heartless walls, shock waves reverberate
