Beams spread honey thick
no matter what lies beneath
cloud-white egret elegance
or furtive hedge shadow
gunmetal grey with bloody hands.
Menace
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Beams spread honey thick
no matter what lies beneath
cloud-white egret elegance
or furtive hedge shadow
gunmetal grey with bloody hands.
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Reblogged this on Frank J. Tassone and commented:
#Haiku Happening #1 (12/18/21): Jane Dougherty’s latest #wayra/#gogyohka!
Thank you, Frank! I didn’t know you included wayra.
I did today! 😉
Seriously, the five line form reminds me of #gogyohka.
Five lines seems to be a good length for short poems.
I’m not usually a fan of syllable-imposed poems, but the wayra has lines long enough to work with.
This is so full of sensory elements, I can almost feel and taste it.
It’s that time of year. I had a run in with them yesterday. Came into our place with their guns. Husband was away and I just fly off the handle. It’s dangerous charging outside and confronting them, but I hate them so much.
Oh–that is awful and scary! Did they leave right away? It’s horrible enough that they hunt, but to come on your land! What if you had young children or pets playing outside?!!
No, the first one didn’t. I ended up shouting at him before he left. I yelled through the window at the second one and he’d gone back before I’d got my boots on and stormed around the other side of the house. It is scary. I phoned up the president of their association and told him we didn’t want to see them on our property again. We will though.
I’m yelling at them from here. I hope it helps!
Any help is welcome!
😀
I… wow, basically.
xx thanks David.
Nice!
Thank you!