Our BonesStomp your questing feetOur Bones2 days ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
And clap your reaching hands.
Let your bodies sing.
We all have notes in our blood,
Melodies carved in our bones.
Made of rock and roll,
We trade our flesh for the song.
Freedom in the tunes.
Spinning through the planes of stars,
We flare and blaze in the void.
Angels envy us.
Untitled.Untitled1 day ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
These pillars of salt-
We, ravaged creatures of sand,
must refrain from hope
wet mirrorssoon after the rainwet mirrors1 day ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
a midnight moon is shining
puddles and droplets
reflecting the reflections
of a celestial dance
French haiku - 52Écrire des motsFrench haiku - 521 day ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Qui rythment le silence
Pour passer le temps.
August 29th 2015 (Dreams)Clawing towards light,August 29th 2015 (Dreams)2 days ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
Where’s the ground, the sky is red?
Laid down with the dead.
Forty days to break a man,
Least that’s what I think they said.
Excuse me while I
Load my gun, and greet the sun.
Burning in my eye.
Something ‘bout a chose one,
Then the metal clipped my head.
Broken time.Broken time1 day ago in Haiku & Eastern More Like This
May our clocks fall back
and shatter on the ground, at
last, releasing us