Because today is so drizzily and blustery I thought that another poem would be appropriate. (Sorry, Susannah.)
This is one that I wrote during one of my creative writing classes at UVSC. The assignment was to write a Haiku. This is what I turned out--obviously not a Haiku. However, though I didn't technically do the assignment correctly, this poem did get picked up by one of the literary magazines of UVSC later in the year. (Notice the allusion to a kiss. About 75% of my poetry from this time of my life has some reference to kissing. Hilarious. So me.)
the searing flash
of angry electricity
waltz and curve toward
my house, and mouth, agape
like the conclusion of an
unpredicted kiss
4 comments:
Were you doing some kissing at this point in time? Keepin' the pump primed, eh? I hope that it involved pillows and tree bark is all I can say.
More like pictures of you, Elder Baker.
You want me
Dear anonymous,
You stole my pick-up line.
-Susannah
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