@joannebrokaw
writer, artist, teaching artist. journeying with a rescue mutt and living my personal motto to connect. inspire. change the world. find me here: https://joannebrokaw.substack.com/ https://joannebrokaw.com/index.html
please mind the garden
you request before your breath
and the roses fade
I haven't done one of these in while...it is what it is.
sidewalk runway, cloak of grief
#haikufeels
#OneLineOctober
daily #haikufeels prompt: grip
a side of xanax
with bacon and eggs softens
morning's sharpest edge
(I generally just go with whatever comes up first when I do these poem; creativity in its rawest form is worth pondering. And let's be real. Sometimes a xanax is the best meal of the day.)
gentle stream moves me
body afloat swaddled soul
clarity in flow
#haikufeels prompt: propel
shedding crispy leaves
fall cleanses its spent palette
welcomes spring splendor
#haikufeels prompt: cost
words like talons grip
my heart piercing soft dreams as
future drips away
#haikufeels daily prompt: point
hop along the sill
to the edge, peering over
take a breath, leap, fly
#haikufeels
prompt: try
I see you see me
glaringly invisible
ghostly obvious
#haikufeels
I see you see me
glaringly invisible
ghostly obvious
I’m on Bluesky! Like most things social, I have no idea what to do now that I’m there, and I don’t really feel like talking to anyone. I’ll just be the one standing in the corner, petting the dogs, reading your posts, and trying not to spill my tea while I silently scream into the void.