Monday, November 28, 2022

advert

 

Refrigerator

Advertisement: Perfect space

For well-chopped bodies. 


not #haiku nor #senryu


Friday, November 18, 2022

overstayed

 

#Sturdy Solitude,

I've overstayed my welcome.

Et tu, my dear love.


#vss365


Tuesday, November 15, 2022

black hole

 

"Once upon a time, a nebula fell in love with a black hole."

"Pa!"

"Yes?"

"Is this about you and Ma?!"

"Why?"

"Ma called you a Black Hole!"

"When?"

"On the phone! I heard it!"

"Ah."

"Go on, Pa!"

"Huh?"

"The story!"

"Ah, yes. They thought nothing would come out."


#vss365 #nebula


Monday, November 14, 2022

writing pain

 

It's lovely when readers

Give new life 

To one's words.


It's lazy to let them

Wander lost

With no guide.


It's really a pain

To be clear

And thoughtful.


Friday, November 11, 2022

hooked

 

Hooked bad on Wordle,

Defensive love tries a trick:

Solitaire! Alas!


#haikufeels defensive



Wednesday, November 9, 2022

massage

 

The massage parlour claims to be 'eco-friendly' and boasts an 'eclectic' choice of massage : the mammalian, the #obsidian, the alien, etc. He chose the lady offering the second. He stripped, bathed, lay on a cool surface. His last thought was about her name: Ana C 'Onda.


#vss365

Monday, November 7, 2022

unique

 

Precarious life.

It's not at all terrible.

A unique abode.


#haikufeels #terrible




Sunday, November 6, 2022

thoughts, perhaps

 

What was I thinking 

When I said I love you?

A lifetime's load, perhaps,

Frailty too, 

Did I hope your needs would

Give way to my comforts?


What was I thinking

When I swore allegiance?

A safer better place, maybe,

Peer pressure too,

Did I hope you would not

Draft my kids for your wars?


What was I thinking 

When I wanted to achieve all?

Some flicker of luck, probably,

Dreams of grandeur too,

Did I hope my life would

Allow that which others get?


#poetry
#WritingCommunity

Saturday, November 5, 2022

bitter talk

 

Wilfred would have said,

"Dulce et decorum est..."

To preach of love and honour,

To feed the milk of human

kindness and what-not,

Would he not have said so?


My daughter, my all,

Sip some Old Monk with me.

Be not fooled by such talk.

The world out there is not bad

If you know the games well,

Be wary, avoid my mistakes.


Do you protest why he,

My son, is free of bitter talk?

He knows what he has to do

To keep what fathers and sons have.

And, mothers and daughters have

To grab what fathers and sons have.


#poetry

#WritingCommunity


Friday, November 4, 2022

what's this world

 

I hadn't used this staircase before. If not for the flood and the power cut, I would have been on the lift to my penthouse. What's this world here? People sharing space? Holding each other? Don't they know 'Flirtation is prohibited' outside? 


#FromOneLine 247

#vss365 #flirtation


Thursday, November 3, 2022

reason

 

"In a word or two, give reason for your divorce. I'll start. Sicko!"

"Me? Oh. Incompatible."

"Abuse."

"Abuse."

"Incompatible."

"Infidelity."

"Sick of waiting."

"Sick of waiting?"

"For that?"

"People, stick to it."

"But...? Ok...abuse."

"Stuck #gramophone. I mean, abuse."


#vss365


Wednesday, November 2, 2022

lovely dirty mote

 

nothing but a lovely dirty #mote 

at the beginning and at the end;


how we try to fill the time

in between with much meaning;


existentialism, consciousness, love,

all those big words to sound good;


but, we do owe ourselves all that,

a mote in shakespearean costumes.


#vss365


Tuesday, November 1, 2022

dreams end

 

Dreams ended on their first night. He locked the door. "Let's get started. Strip!" She stood near the bed. He came close, the smirk turned into a snarl. He reached for her bosom. He did not expect the chop to the #philtrum and the knee to the balls. "Let's get started."


#vss365