.
if thuh flower'z in thuh
prairie
solus
does one hear it's
abscission
thuh drop uv it's
corrolla
slide
bounce
roll
top thuh
kentucky grass
clover
earth
my
Categories:
abscission, allusion, hyperbole,
Form: Epigram
When might it have started? When did this whole thing start?
‘Beginning’ is too hard a concept, it is too natural a word,
It is too common a daily lifestyle that too many cross over it like
Butterflies in the midst of summer, like little waves in a pond of
Lily leaves.
Do you know how a leaf falls for Winter? Do you know something
Just similar to abscission in plants? Do you know how the clouds
Say ‘Hi’ to their neighbours?
Right now, the leaves are not fallen. The wind blows. And the leaf
Shakes. The leaf is tense. The leaf cannot see. It is a bit chilly.
So I would like to open what is a heart and what is an eye. Have
A light radiate through a slit, and warm the room and chambers
Inside.
Categories:
abscission, emotions, encouraging, endurance, hope,
Form: Free verse
clinging to branches
some leaves with marmalade hue ~
abscission from host
11/7/2020
Any Nature Inspired Haiku
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
howmanysyllables used
Categories:
abscission, autumn,
Form: Haiku
"Amid the jagged shadows of mossy
leafless boughs;"
Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Earth Rips different
Not like cloth
tearing, sharp, painful sounds
Thicker cloth nêe bursts
baritone harshness
Ripping from earth, done
solemnly, knowing greater
calamitous unearthing is
certain, feels like bursting
Buttons, brief Eyelash
Flash of shock, something
missing, phantom pain some
Describe
My drying herbs, roots and all
Gave up this way, by my hand
As the 70' Norway Spruce Pine
in front of 30 Rock NYC
Slowly weeps tears of sweet sap
Squeezed from constricting veins
Machines surprising vast
Vascular networks of life below
Ground
Forced abscission really
Slowly dying, withering, shackled
In stantions for all to admire in
Spectacled holiday lights
Politicians virtue-signal righteous
Uses for its sublimated limbs
Sticks of assorted stature for
Sordid assignments...
I'll spice my curries
with my hand-pulled
Herbs
November
2019
Categories:
abscission, irony,
Form: Lyric
Face Chewer
The reek of desperation
Exhaustion
Can barely speak
A ruinous confrontation
No sleep – over weeks
Violent situations
Arise – in they creep
Like vermin
Human varmint
You spent what’s reaped
You kill every moment
Reeling to Invent
A life of abscission
A world terminable and b
Categories:
abscission, anger, anxiety, depression,
Form: Free verse