Troiku Challenge 2019: Day 17: Breathing Silence

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alone on the beach

only the cries of seagulls -

breathing silence

alone on the beach

wondering what lies ahead

another sunrise

only the cries of seagulls

if I could understand them

what would they tell me?

breathing silence

trying to calm this feeling

that all is not well

~Chèvrefeuille & Cie~

Notes:

The "sleigh" of this Troiku was created by Chèvrefeuille. The Three Horses of the Apocalypse are my responsibility.

This poem is part of my Seacliffe Series, in reference to my WIP, The Legend of Seacliffe House. These poems focus on the thoughts of my protagonist, Randal Messana, as he finds himself in a strange new situation after rescuing his mother from the brutal Diamantina Lamb and fleeing the cursed Lambswood Manor. The story is primarily a homage to Edgar Allan Poe and it may or may not ever be published. Either way, I hope some of you enjoy the poetry inspired by the tale!

Troiku Challenge 2019: Day 15: Nightingale

Nightingale, giving no f**ks

to listen,

fine not to listen, fine too...

nightingale

to listen

is there anything to hear

even in silence

fine not to listen, fine too...

sometimes withdrawal is best

turning inside now

nightingale

sings not for an audience

only for herself

~Cie & Chiyo-Ni~

Notes:

The sleigh of this sedate Troiku was created by Chiyo-Ni (1703 - 1775). The three surprisingly sedate Horses of the Apocalypse were led here by me.

Chiyo-Ni and the nightingale who is the subject of her poem remind me of a lesson which has been difficult for me to internalize.

Seeking approval from others is always unwise.

Troiku Challenge 2019: Day 14: Pink Sakura Blush

Cherry Blossoms

pink sakura blush  

spring’s kimono falls to earth

silk snatched by a breeze

pink sakura blush

singing song of sakura

many years ago

spring's kimono falls to earth

the young men choose their partners

nobody chose me

silk snatched by a breeze

like a dream that won't come true

drift into the past

Kim & Cie

Notes:

The "sleigh" of this Troiku was created by Kim R. Russell. The Three Dejected Horses of the Apocalypse are my responsibility.

Many of these prompts lately are reminding me of the year when I was in the fourth grade and I learned about Japan. I was a very shy and unpopular child with a terrible overbite, always chosen last for sports teams, and none of the boys wanted to dance with me at the school socials.

Troiku Challenge 2019: Day 13: Fireflies

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steamy night

fireflies

out in the rain

steamy night

near marsh or swamp or wet field

dank, cloying odor

fireflies

once upon a time I thought

they were fairy steeds

out in the rain

sometimes I can remember

belief in magic

Jim & Cie

Notes:

The "sleigh" of this Troiku was created by modern Haiku poet Jim Kacian. The Three Horses of the Apocalypse are to be blamed on me.

I don't believe in magic or much of anything else these days. But sometimes when it rains I can remember how it felt to believe.

Troiku Challenge 2019: Day 12: White Valley Clouds

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after the rain

breathing deeply

white valley clouds

after the rain

not so much rain as spatters

it's still much too hot

breathing deeply

inhale the worry and fear

future uncertain

white valley clouds

seem to smirk at each other

telling lies of rain

Jane & Cie

Notes:

The "sleigh" of this Troiku was created by Jane Reichhold (1937 - 2016). The Three Horses of the Apocalypse are my doing--or possibly undoing.

Troiku Challenge 2019: Day 9: Pink Flowers Bloom

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pink flowers in bloom

for the pretty princesses

darling little girls

pink flowers in bloom

pruned and fed fertilizer

twisted and transformed

for the pretty princesses

gifts wrapped in shiny paper

empty box of lies

darling little girls

hide ugly little secrets

not pretty inside

~Cie~

Notes:

A Senryu in honor of little girls who are taught from a young age that our only real worth is in our ability to be pleasing to the eyes and desires of men.

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Troiku Challenge 2019: Day 5: The Aroma of Pine

Pine Tree

the aroma of pine

and the young morning's fresh rain

reach my words

the aroma of pine

in a place long left behind

shadows of what was

and the young morning's fresh rain

cries the tears that I cannot

heart frozen inside

reach my words

but understand not a one

no-one can know me

~Pirate & Cie~

Notes:

The "sleigh" of this Troiku was written by Hamish "Managua" Gunn, aka Pirate. The three (utterly fucking depressing) Horses of the Apocalypse are my creations. Read them and despair. 

I am in rather a bleak mood today. Please, no comments suggesting therapists, drugs, or any of that sort of thing. That shit doesn't work for me. I just have to work my own way out of it.