clear blue lagoon
opens the eye
of the moon bridge
the robin’s nest
wobbles and falls
plundered the bears
got here first
as night falls
neither side relents
capless and cracked
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Image: Claude Monet, Water Lilies and Japanese Bridge, Wikipedia Commons
Words: haiku, c.b.w. 2015
Part of the 2015 November Poem A Day Chapbook Challenge (Poetic Asides via Writer’s Digest) for the November 20 Prompt: Write a poem using at least three of the following six words: relent, horrendous, artifact, lagoon, wobble, and plunder. Extra credit if you use all six.
I broke up the list, but I used all six. The prompt words totaled 14 syllables, which completely freaks out a haiku poet who likes to keep her haikus around 12 syllables or less.
The Seine at Bennecourt, Winter – Claude Monet, 1893
It was December – a bright frozen day in the early morning.*
Snowflakes settle into a white field that slowly turns to gold as the sun rises above the horizon. Lost to each other, no longer free.
Trees blackened by winter’s bite reach up like charred spider webs. Searching for spring or perhaps waiting for the birds to return. Arms empty and twisted, they wait for the wind to give voice to pained moans.
Off in the distance where the pine trees live, soft pings of icicle wind chimes travel through the forest and into the field. Those long fallen snowflakes listen, wishing they could fly again.
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* Eudora Welty, from A Worn Path.
Special Note: The opening quote was a writing prompt from my writer’s group last week. It’s amazing what can come of a single quotation and 15 minutes of writing time.
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