Monarch

Monarch in autumn
Orange black wings against brown
Life persists in death.

submitted for Mind, Love, Misery's Menagerie, Heeding Haiku w/HA, Drop Your Haiku Somewhere

origami butterfly w/haiku left on table at county bldg.

American Dream

I ride bareback on a bald eagle

right through your door, or

if it's locked, your bedroom window

You're gonna love me!

I'm patriot porn--

Apple pie sweet

and fuck me heels

Cherry red mouth pledging allegiance

while I jiggle my blue starred tits

I'm white as fine grade cocaine

You know you're addicted

Glory, hallelujah!

You know you want me

I'm the American dream, cupcake

Just don't open your eyes.

a bit of cynicism submitted for Magpie Tales, Mag 245
and Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Bye Bye Miss American Pie

The Seasons

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The flowers bloom then go to seed
The leaves turn brown and fall from trees
So all of Nature's children heed
the calling of the Seasons.

The frogs and turtles go to sleep
The squirrels hide acorns buried deep
so all of Nature's children keep
the rhythm of the Seasons.

But humans are a stranger breed
We oddly seem to have a need
Refusing to give in, concede
the cycle of the Seasons.

So stubbornly we do believe
That loss of youth is cause to grieve
And though we try, we can't deceive
the passage of the Seasons.


submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Sunday Mini Challenge, Salvatore Quasimodo

October Is Gone

November Wind by Lisa Alisa

Like a train you just missed

October is gone

Only the roar in your ears remains

As November enters

you feel your own seasons change

Gold to brown

Red to rust

Leaves to dust

under your feet

You wrap your sweater tighter

try to fight the cold

but it's under your skin

now

Winter begins.

submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, Flash 55

Very Superstitious

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Say a prayer beside your bed

Hope that you don't wake up dead

Throw the salt and knock on wood

so that all your luck is good

Spit three times and close the books

Make sure that you count the rooks

Leave the house the way you came

If you don't, then you're to blame

Charms ward off the evil eye

Keep one close and don't ask why

Mend your clothes and chew a thread

Cut a cross into your bread

Bird in house and hat on bed

Both bad signs, will lead to dread

Close the casket when you die

Fear to look death in the eye

Hang a horseshoe on your door

Don't let luck spill on the floor

If you think that it's a game

Burn in Hell's eternal flame

You must watch each step you take

I tell you this for your own sake.

submitted for Imaginary Garden With Real Toads, FB Friday for which we are to write something spooky!