Diamond Gaze
Diamond piercing gaze Lashes sharp like barbed wire fences Guarding wary soul more by A. M. LAINE Photograph by Rolands Lakis
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Haiku is a three verse ancient Japanese style poetry the our poets occasionally entertain and pay tribute to. This page is haiku’s home on Image Curve and is growing fast.
Diamond piercing gaze Lashes sharp like barbed wire fences Guarding wary soul more by A. M. LAINE Photograph by Rolands Lakis
Haibun August 23rd We ascend Stowe Pinnacle, eat lunch, snap photos and gaze at the valley below. I mind my steps descending the trail. It leveled off; I let my focus wonder just a...
Haibun August 22nd Sterling Pond, blue water rippling. Madonna rises behind it, a mother holding a bowl on her lap. All the short breaths and hard sweats on the steps of the Sterling...
Haibun Haiku Cannonball Contest His first jump sends pool water up a geyser’s height. His second jump nearly soaks the MC. His third jump barely ripples the water. He swims to me oblivious...
Haiku Poetry Ev’ry time you see A tree in its growing phase Do you think of me? The feel of your breaths Against my ear; leaving marks No one else can see You button...
Haibun Poem The women wear suits. We file into the auditorium for our December Professional Development. Our Principal, Lisa, stands at the front. “Our agenda has changed. Please let me introduce our superintendent…”...
Haibun Poetry His son’s face is covered in a greenish-yellow goo! Chris holds his daughter, showing an “aw shucks” grin. I stare at his Facebook photo. The last time he called, I knelt...
Haibun Poem “Da menos tu hija! La queremos para nueva reigna!” He shouted outside our house. We saw him from the window. I shuddered at the sight of his tattoos. His friends laughed....
Haibun Poetry Rich walks me to room 252, finishing some comment as he opens a steel, fire-rated door. I enter, and he closes that door behind me. Fifteen Black and Hispanic teens look...
Haibun Poem I brought my car in for inspection at Tallman Tire and Auto. A tall, thin man with graying brown hair under a Yankee fitted cap smiles. He was one of Frankie’s...
Haibun Poem The towers of the George Washington Bridge straddle the traffic. The constant drone outside our motel room is our own urban surf. Inside, a musty smell from the carpet complements the...