serious – Afterwards

Here we go again. I am going to be serious this week. Feel my haiku! Thanks as ever to Colleen for her prompts. Check her blog out out here.

This weeks words are Gift and Song.

Intoxicating, lost

in the heady gift of song

melting to her voice

or maybe

thanks, the gift of song

an itunes voucher from gran

My phone’s an android

And back to serious

Song bird, gilded cage

Trapped, craving the blue expanse

I gift her freedom

Then back to silly, using Serenade instead of song

She smiles, crimson cheeks

He serenades from below

Dad’s Chamber pot thrown

And one last Serious one

truly you’re a gift

you fill my heart with such song

My children my life

Ok ok one last silly one, for balance…

other worldly voice

Children crying dogs howling

clown under your bed

Think that’s quite enough for one week…

More shenanigans?

More miserable and inappropriate limericks – Not for the kiddies

End of days #writephoto challenge

Badger and Fox

https://colleenchesebro.com/2017/09/19/colleens-weekly-poetry-challenge-no-51-haiku-tanka-haibun-gift-song/

I’m going to share one from the archives. Think this only ever got 1 view as it was done before almost all of you started reading me.

Afterwards

Only theincessant scratch scratch scratch of quill on parchment breaks the stonysilence. Head down, failing eyes squintingthe gnarled hand grips the long gull feather with aching fingers.The thick leather bound ledger, with its yellowing pages, drinks in each slow and deliberate mark he makes. Each page filled with names, amounts, dates. Simple transactions in a ledger. A dark celebration of the efficiency of books well kept.He looks up as the door swings open slowly,wincing as the late afternoon sun streams through illuminating the room within.The scratching stops. Both the sunlight and the stranger are not welcome, and already he knowswhat happens next.

The dilapidated strangerstands before him, cap in hand and eyes filled with a sadness he has seen so often in so many men in these recent years.

“I am looking for my wife and children” he states quite calmly, voice trembling. “You sold them 7 years ago and…

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Gift and Song – Colleen’s weekly poetry challenge

Scratch – Daily prompt