Jikial

Severed limb swinging,
Swinging in the midday sun.
Has no smell about it
As the colder season has begun.

Where did the body go,
If it left this fell piece behind?
And why does it wave to me,
As if it's me it's hoping to find?

#poetry #bitsandpieces

Sun,

Though I turn my face toward you, a flower I am not.
What do you see?
Down here I can work without cease, toiling, to see you.
And yet for you all I am is flutter upon the surface of the Earth, destined to flee the moment you blink. No way to join you in our lonely sky.

#poetry #lonesome

Who the fuck is Dave Ramsey and why won't he shut the fuck up?

Gods I hate the media for pushing his shillbilly nonsense.

#money #news

Dead end after end,
As the road winds further 'round
The lost driver's neck.

#haikuhorrorprompt
#haiku
#senryu

I think a re-examination of why the protests led my MLK jr. and the efforts of Malcolm X as well as certain other activist organisations all worked together during the Civil Rights "Era" is an order. I think there is a confusion behind how civil disobedience works and what peaceful protests do.

Nothing will ever quite capture that moment again.

Nothing will ever quite make the heart flutter the same way.

But that is the beauty of it; how temporary it is. How unique.

Even other eyes won't fill their hearts the same way.

3 am, #blur on the radio and I'm coming down from where I've been for a while now. Just for a while now.

Bloodshot eyes make the world a rosy pink and the nostalgia hits like the backdraft of a car on a speedway. Drifting nowhere.

But closing in.

And I feel pins and needles.

#vss365

"Get in here," Harry grumbled, waving the quivering person inside. It was the neighborly thing to do and Zane was technically the source of at least three wine bottles in Harry and Xander's cabinet.

Harry offered Zane a wine glass in the dark.

Zane preferred to be scared and sober.
#spook

Zane started as Harry's door opened, the thunder crashed, and power went out on the whole street simultaneously. Even Harry squeaked a scream.

Both took a moment to catch their breath before Harry half-hissed an obvious question.

Zane had come over because they were scared of the storm.
#spook

Thumder.

A tipple, only with wine, was just what Harry needed with the storm overhead. The clap of thumder and knock of wood startled the man, however, and caused his wineglass to slosh. A shame.

Brow furrowed, he set his glass down and marched to the door without questioning the oddity of the time.
#spook

The sky split open as thunder peeled through the atmosphere.

But the house remained unchanged, of course, but for the man who sat within. He was clutched to a bottle of wine, his heart pounding for the storm as his mind urged for drink. That would be the ticket, he thought, and set about it.
#spook

If the Rapture were to happen I would never know, for none I walk among are innocent.

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Standing here at the edge of the universe.
What life there is all slowly draining out.
Going cold in the entropy.
But the souls that fuel the fire
Number fewer than before
And there is no replacement
For those lost
And freely given.

We stand alone.

It's okay though, because in the end this is what he grovelled for, what he advocated, and what he wished upon others.

Anyway, pumpkin spice season.

I hope he dies.

Balmy morning dew,
The breeze plays from the cold north.
Even squirrels pause.

#dailyhaikuprompt (refreshing) #senryu

Weathered under stars
Twinkling over turning leaves.
Our last years of autumn.

#dailyhaikuprompt (chill) #haiku

Generations flow
Toward our inevitable.
Mogami river.

#haiku #senryu #nichijou

They claim to be my children.
They wear the faces of the people in the photographs I don't remember hanging on my wall. They plead their love for me, but I have never had a child.
Even my reflection lies; saggy and worn?
No, a trick.
I'll wake up from this, soon.
I hope.
#horrorprompt degradation

Down in the willows where the sun don't shine.
That's where I left it when I lost my mind.
I said no.
Nobody can take me home.
They might have tried once, once upon a time, but now no.
There's nowhere left to go.

#poem #poetry #blues

The rafters above the stage were peaceful above the roiling production below. Tom was waiting for the cue and adjusting his understudy's garb; the restraints, the gag, and the noose.
"You remember your lines?"
The understudy glared.
"Good, don't choke," and kicked him over the side.

#horrorprompt

Cracked and broken, bleeding on the ground. He had had a good run. The world was now too changed and he had fallen. Trampled.
Flattened by the tide of a moaning crowd.
They moaned for more.
He moaned for #mercy,
but it did not come.
And his body, twisted, creaked and moaned for more.

#horrorprompt

For a moment,
A brief, unadulterated moment,
She was flying,
#Lifted.
So high above the world below,
Breathless,
Full of life and longing,
Regret and sorrow,
Joy
But not hope.

And then,
When the realisation set in,
She was gone.

Ph’nglui mglw’nafh
Cthulhu R’lyeh
wgah’nagl fhtagn.

#horrorprompt

The white fabric of a shirt with a black and white hotdog with arms and legs twirling a red, white, and blue basketball on one finger. The circular text beside it reads "Cooked in the USA."

A new workout shirt that tells it like it is.

We build our four walls
For all that we wish to keep,
Yet found in freedom.

#haikufeels #keep

The thin corridor hadn't seen a footstep for nigh on a millennia, not from a human, at least. Everywhere the fine sheen of #gossamer webs drifting in the disquieting breeze shimmered.
Ramy stepped forward and the webbing, so thin, yet stuck to him, slowing him down.
Easier to catch.

#horrorprompt

Living in chaos
When all we sought to order
Was just a pizza.

#haikufeels #order

She held her breath and dived, headfirst, into the glass and now her many entrails are spread out through the grass. And though she'd never know it Death scored her 8 of 10, because her form was nearly perfect and her entry so even.

#horrorprompt windshield