Category Poetry

Poppy – dVerse Haibun Monday

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I fell for her as soon as I saw her.It was as if she had been waiting for me, for this one particular moment, for when our worlds would collide. My heart was thumping, my breath caught in my throat. What should I do? How should I approach her? Was I good enough? Dammit, did I even deserve her, me? Was I just kidding myself, selling myself a line, convincing myself that I could live up to her demands?

Poppy, beautiful

one – the skirt of my wildest

dreams. Be mine, won’t you?

 

It’s Haibun Monday over on dVerse where we are invited to wax lyrical in romantic form. Yes, this is tongue in cheek, but I am a real sucker for the clothing over at Get Cutie – a Brighton-based shop and online retailer which makes clothes using the most gorgeous and eye-catching prints. Sometimes I do feel a little like I’m not quite good enough for their clothes to be honest, although I do own Poppy and a lovely wrap dress!

If you’re looking for true romance, well, hopefully the other poetic contributions can slake you thirst – writing romance really isn’t my forte!

Symmetry – TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge

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He says she is his

exact mirror; a perfect

pair. She disagrees.

 

He is blind to their

discordance, refuses

to bear true witness.

 

 

It’s time for TJ’s Household Haiku Challenge, and this week, our prompt from the lovely TJ is ‘symmetry’. I tend to write two haiku (haikus?), but really you only need to write one -so why not give it a try?

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Sweetie – dVerse

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I bleed onto the page

with words,

on paper

brimming with colour

– all I create

is run through with me

like words embedded in a stick

of Brighton rock

I live in Kiss Me Quick world

but hide from

flibbertigibbet fancies,

preferring constancy

 

It’s time to write a quadrille on dVerse, where Lillian asks us to write a self-portrait poem. For those of you not from the UK, Kiss Me Quick, Squeeze Me Slow hats were a stalwart feature of the seaside – I definitely remember them from my childhood! A stick of rock was always a sweet treat too, and it had the name of the seaside town running all the way through, which fascinated me.

I hope you enjoy my offering – please do head on over to dVerse to enjoy other self portraits!