Had my coffee sitting on the front porch. All good stuff.
Tonight’s first stray
haiku that is:
Stars trimming her hem
silver moon behind her head
weaving love for you.
sometimes they show up and I don’t ask questions!
Advice you might not need…
Under a list of helpful how-to dress gothic(men):
Own the Attitude. Of course, now that you are dressed the part, you need to act it. You don’t have to be depressed! But find new things to talk about. Poetry, the romantic movement, pre-Raphaelite art, vintage horror movies, and of course music.
Of course. Music.
long black coats, black boots
jingling clinking chains and belts…
what’s your point, young man.
Goth subculture at the
intersection of main and
punk and everything
Inspired by Nabokov, haiku: NaPoWriMo Day 23
Inspired by today’s Writer’s Almanac account of the life of Vladimir Nabokov.
The life Nabokov
dreamt of was of studious
lepidopterist
the long proboscis,
under Nabokov’s view glass
seeking nectar’s truth
study butterflies
methodically if you like
they flutter and float
butterfly scales weigh
the moment between two times
what was and will be.
NaPoWriMo 22 – late night haiku
earth, rolling through space
and rolling beneath our feet
our home above all.
the sun cuts straight through
the bare woods in the late day
all is red and pink.


