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poet, breathe now.
you
are
the
rain
fall
i anticipate to moisten my
arid arroyo. you re fresh me and i
confess oh, ho
Literature
They say the one who prays
They say the one who prays receives much more
than whom we pray for, shaping what we want
to what we get. We find a way to pour
the outcomes into candle molds we can't
have fashioned for ourselves. But then we light
the wax and sniff the scent and call us blessed
by blessings in disguise. For what is right
in contexts so complex we cannot test?
For those who say that praying contradicts
free will or undercuts the will to change
injustice, fine. You have no wax, no wicks,
no blessing and no curse, you are the sage.
I pray to sculpt the candle and the mold
and scent with pity earth and heaven's hold.
Literature
defeathered
and this is where we bury our hearts,
between self-defeating personality disorders
and burnt bridges and midnight ramblings
we promise ourselves aren’t true;
embedding our memories in forsaken homes
like it is a conscious decision to shed
our wings (reptiles don’t fly)
and maybe I am the monster of every
myth: wide-eyed and jagged toothed and
looking to regain a piece of myself the
world borrowed, many moons ago
as I falter and stumble over my own unaware
feet, wreaking havoc, reeking of self-acquittal--
all I ever wanted to do was belong.
dreams are flaws much like the hearts we
flaunt on our sleeves, and I seem to
have len
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Or—because I can't help it—as a three-line haiku:
searching
for plum blossoms
wearing white
Inspired by the six word story challenge - winter at FlashFictionLives.
As far as the haiku version goes, searching for plum blossoms is a late winter kigo, since the trees start blooming in January—a promise that spring and new life will come soon. Like Hemingway's original six-word story, the crux of this tale is in what is alluded to. The key is in the last two words, and getting it might require a bit of knowledge about Japanese cultural and literary tradition: a white kimono is typically worn only for burial—and in the afterlife.
Although I release many of my works under Creative Commons licenses, I have chosen not to do so with this piece. All rights reserved.
For more about plum blossoms in winter, please click through the thumbnail below to enjoy VforVieslav's beautiful painting and accompanying calligraphy of a poem by Wang Anshi:
searching
for plum blossoms
wearing white
Inspired by the six word story challenge - winter at FlashFictionLives.
As far as the haiku version goes, searching for plum blossoms is a late winter kigo, since the trees start blooming in January—a promise that spring and new life will come soon. Like Hemingway's original six-word story, the crux of this tale is in what is alluded to. The key is in the last two words, and getting it might require a bit of knowledge about Japanese cultural and literary tradition: a white kimono is typically worn only for burial—and in the afterlife.
Although I release many of my works under Creative Commons licenses, I have chosen not to do so with this piece. All rights reserved.
For more about plum blossoms in winter, please click through the thumbnail below to enjoy VforVieslav's beautiful painting and accompanying calligraphy of a poem by Wang Anshi:
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I'm a fan of haiku and 6ws that feel like haiku. Thank You