Gutted, torn inside
Trunk red, more red than roses
Branching, I’m worried
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Crimson sun, tattered
Moon hits blood, is it you there?
Please come back to me
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Our string is taut, blue
Strum it, it sings harp blue-bird
Red tree swings madly.
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About the Creator
Melissa Ingoldsby
I am a published author on Patheos.
I am Bexley is published by Resurgence Novels here.
The Half Paper Moon is available on Golden Storyline Books for Kindle.
My novella Carnivorous is to be published by Eukalypto soon! Coming soon
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Losing you
a Star cannot shine As brightly without the moon Was it me? Sorry. —- Author note: A haiku for whenever I see that I have lost a subscriber to my Vocal account. What did I do? Was it my fault? Did my writing get worse? Am I slipping away into mediocrity? Please send me a message before and let me know, it breaks my heart when I lose one of you!
By Melissa Ingoldsbyabout a year ago in Poets
Comments (2)
Collection of haiku poems is quite powerful in their simplicity and evocative language, conveying a sense of deep emotion and introspection through vivid imagery and leaving me with a lingering sense of contemplation and reflection.
Great poetry there .