OctPoWriMo 20 - The Mountain's Heart

Prompt: mountains or oceans
Form: haibun

Image by David Mark from Pixabay

The Mountain's Heart

Snowy heights. Cold thin air all year-round. Some seek to conquer the rocky ridges, but I am content to look up from down below. It is cold up there, cold and harsh and unforgiving, beautiful and deadly. A cap of snow, a face of rock, shoulders of trees. Stabbing at the sky, reaching through the clouds.

The mountain’s heart is
Blazing with heat and fire
Deep inside, hidden

OctPoWriMo 23 - Drown in Me

We used to come together like two opposite magnetic poles, drawn to one another no matter what. Our love was effortless, preeminent, claiming its place as a priority in our lives. You were enthralled by my thoughts and words, listening to me for hours on end as I rambled at length. Now, though I know you still love me, you fade away into your phone as I speak, losing yourself in things that are not me. The parts of my soul that I once shared with you easily are now hidden beneath dishes and laundry and cooking and TV.

The glassy surface
Hides the untold depths beneath
Will you drown in me?

Image by Larisa-K on Pixabay

OctPoWriMo 3 - Questions and Answers

I was surfing the net (is that phrase still in vogue? maybe I'm dating myself) when I discovered a poetry form I hadn't heard of before: the Haibun. I was fascinated by this form, and had to try my hand at it.

Questions and Answers


We often wonder “Why are we here?” and “What is the meaning of life?” The answer, I have heard--to life, the universe, and everything--is 42.

What is the question?
Now, that is a good question.
Only God knows that.