maiden’s tower
blood-splashed walls through history
now ice creams spill
Magpie Tales ~ A Sting Among The Dandelions
 Jamie Wyeth, Lighthouse Dandelions |
When I was in love all walls were golden
And dandelions oozed and swooned
Milk sap in abandon
Sunlight shone and shaded those that needed shade
And she, she danced barefoot, twirled among the blooms of May
Then came the wasp that stung, a last dying wish to maim
As the yellow curled upon the leaves
And peeled off the walls
I was not there when he plucked out the sting
And kissed her toes better
One by one
So really
The wasp stung me
.
.
Carpe Diem Haiku ~ Devil
come on Devil – stand and fight!
aah, you’re already in me you say!
then the fight is harder…
.
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Savage history…Altamont, 1969
Carpe Diem’s Kamishibai #2 (Haibun)
Cleopatra, as the accomplished politician and famed beauty would add an exotic flavour to my evening, I think, tonight. Would she be surprised to learn of her status in the world these days, thousands of years after her reign? Probably not. I would fight not to succumb to her charm, but I fear her beauty and passion would conquer me all too easily. And what Cleopatra does not know about love is not worth knowing. Cleopatra’s passion has its place at my dinner table, anytime! Or breakfast table…
desert queen
authoritarian line of beauty drawn
your sensuality endures
Carpe Diem Haiku ~ Temperance
temperance
is a red flag to a bull
when imposed
Carpe Diem Haiku ~ The Death
No-one has ever quite done it like Bowie did…
in the evening mist
I don’t find my way home
no-one notices
Carpe Diem Haiku ~ Hanged Man
hanged man
smiles
wins
