Senryu : intersections


time intersected
what do you see inside me
these ghosts and monsters

senryu by M. Nakazato LaFreniere

In Second Life, when you teleport somewhere, it’s not like Star Trek.  You don’t arrive all at once.  Sometimes your Continue reading Senryu : intersections

Senryu : mermaid’s singing


walk the universe
I hear the mermaids singing
too many brandies!

senryu by M. Nakazato LaFreniere

Today on Tuesday Platform, Sanaa Rizvi offered up Anthony Hopkins reciting The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock by T. S. Continue reading Senryu : mermaid’s singing

Senryu : I’m late


poor little robo
lamb gazes curiously
Mary is no help

senryu by M. Nakazato LaFreniere

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Poem : i wandered lost among the fallen angels


I wandered lost among the fallen angels
shimmering light ghosting across the water
remnants left from some long forgotten battle
these wings, marked by giant thumbprints
when a mighty hand tore them from their owners
shivering, I make my way past, looking for the doorway
some path, maybe, to return me back to earth
for I don’t belong here, among the mighty vanquished
I am just a Dorothy, Oz is fine for a while but home is best
an aroma spins me round, there that is the way
following the smell of fresh baked cookies, I find my bed
laying down, I wake up Continue reading Poem : i wandered lost among the fallen angels

Senryu : Peeves


couples have their peeves
he forgot to feed the bird!
some things drive you nuts!

senryu by M. Nakazato LaFreniere

“Darn it, Winter! You forgot to feed the bird!”
It’s in situations like this that your mind rambles, “you know, I should have made an omelette when he brought home that humongous egg but I thought it was going to be an ostrich. Darn it. I don’t think it was such a great idea to move in with a paleontologist after all. Wasn’t there a song? Mamas, don’t let your babies grow up to be paleontologists? Something like that for sure. Oooh, Kirstin, you’re a big kitty but I don’t think stalking this bird is a good idea, you know, honey.”

Tuesday Platform (share any poem)
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Photo in second life by M. LaFreniere, avatar Kayla Woodrunner

Senryu: Dancing


got my dancing shoes
work all done, not going home
free ’til tomorrow

senryu by M. Nakazato LaFreniere

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Added 5/23/18 to Tuesday Platform because when Sanaa Rizvi said “There is something about the sky that stirs my heart, my soul and my muse from time to time”; I thought of this poem right away

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Haiku: Nightingale


harbinger of spring
I’ve never heard nightingales
roadrunners streak by

haiku by M. Nakazato LaFreniere

Tuesday Platform presented an audio reading of an Ode to a Nightingale by John Keats as a prompt.  Sanaa Rizvi said “Please share a poem of Continue reading Haiku: Nightingale

Autumn chill


autumn chill, rot and ruin
trees naked amidst dead leaves
dancing on gold fields

haiku by M. Nakazato LaFreniere

“Weren’t you going to share your story — the one that started with ‘The autumn chill descended over the town and with it came rot and ruin‘?  I love that line.  It is so evocative.”  ….  “I know I said I also was going to write a short piece. Ok, ok, I admit it.  There was no fiction involved.”  Hangs my head,  peeking through my lashes.  “I had to.  The haiku just popped into my head. Don’t you think the trees look like they are dancing?” …  “No?”  Pours gin liberally into a glass.  Passes it over.  “Here, this might help with that.” … “Oh, that’s ok. You don’t have to be the designated driver.  We aren’t going anywhere. Here’s another haiku.”  … “What?  You thought when I invited you over to look at my opus, I had something else in mind?  Geez! What kind of a writer do you think I am?!!”

The photo was from the First Line Friday challenge.

(note 10 days later on 11/1/17) Oooh, just noticed my count was off on the first line. darn it.  But i like it so well, I can’t give it up. Shhh.  give the haiku readers more gin.  Maybe they won’t notice either.

First Line Friday
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First Line Friday gives you a line to start your short fiction with.  This week’s line is” The autumn chill descended over the town and with it came rot and ruin.”

The Tuesday Platform
october 31st theme: autumn/October by Magaly Guerrero. (“Share any poem you like. Any form. Old or new. We’ll delight in it. If there is a hint of Autumn or October in its lines, I’ll probably dance with it. Fine, I will kiss it on the mouth.”
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Daily Haiku / Senryu : Lurch


“How little do they see what is, who frame their hasty judgments upon that which seems.”  ― quote by Robert Southey

quelled by his grimace
fearful strangers never glimpse
Lurch’s gentleness Continue reading Daily Haiku / Senryu : Lurch