A Broken Haiku:

Holding her wrists out
She's bleeding and cannot wait
Until she feels nothing


  1. She should swiftly make
    A tourniquet to stem the flow
    So she may write more

    I was never very good at writing these.
    It is difficult to make so few words convey so much. You have done so.

    This (below) is not a haiku, but it is a short poem that conveys so much with so little.

    In a Station of the Metro

    The apparition of these faces in the crowd;
    Petals on a wet, black bough.
    — Ezra Pound

  2. Ezra Pound. One of my all time favorite poets, he does that. Convey emotion in the simplest words. Would you believe me if I told you, I first came across Ezra Pound's work by way of a homeless man? I handed him a dollar and he handed me The Cantos of Ezra Pound, so used that its spine is still held together with duck tape.
    The man told me: "Poetry is for the people who don't understand how to speak about there emotions."


  3. Wow, that is true...
    I have never really thought about it.
    I fumble with words when I try to speak, but given time to write them down. Then (& I humbly say this) the words are usually quite eloquent.

    Strange places to find, or acquire books of Poetry:
    I found Dante's Inferno (paperback of course) under the seat of an old used van my parents bought when I was a teenager.
    I remember I stared mystified at the cover of that book.
    I stopped cleaning, and turned the stale yellowed pages as if they had cast some spell on me.

  4. I know the feeling. I'l find little things around, like once when vacationing in New York for the summer I found a corporate lawyers business card on the Subway seat next to me. He belonged to a prominent law firm in New York called Skadden Arps Slate Meagher & Flom as an associate. The card was crisp and white, a bold black Times font read his name to be Samuel Friedlander, on the back it said:
    I think I will kill myself today.
    When I went to the firm they said he was deceased. I burnt his card in central park.
    The next day I google him and find out he shot his wife and two kids before killing himself down in his basement.

  5. Chance?

    Forbes magazine calls Skadden "Wall Street's most powerful law firm"

    I read about that...horrible.

  6. I was so incredibly shocked.
    I mea is it just me who these things happen too?

  7. I am sure you were shocked.
    My friend "ex" called me and asked me the definition of confluential synchronicity... It took some discussion.

    Synchronicity is the experience of two or more events that are apparently causally unrelated or unlikely to occur together by chance and that occur together in a meaningful way... It is a philosophical concept first described by Carl Jung...
    Confluence is the act of merging, coming together, gathering. Add the tial suffix (confluential) that makes it an Adjective describing what type of synchronicity (CONFLUENTIAL SYNCHRONICITY)

    1. Oh that lead me on to discover that confluential is panvolic... Somehow I had gone this far in life without knowing the definition of panvocalic (words that contain all the vowels).

      I then ended up pouring some poem onto the page with those words in it.

      Whoa sorry to ramble on your blog...

  8. Don't apologize for speaking. It might inspire someone to write a poem like it had for you. And as an added bonus I just learned two new words.

  9. I really like this. I've never heard of a broken haiku before, but it conveyed so much. Well done. So much emotion, so much character.

    Sad about the story above. Glad I learned a couple more words, too.

    Shannon at The Warrior Muse, co-host of the 2012 #atozchallenge! Twitter: @AprilA2Z

    1. I don't know if broken haiku is form of poetry or not, I've never heard of it. That was just the title I chose to give the poem. Sorry that it was misleading.

      I'm glad you liked it; it is a true story, about me.

  10. hey lovely!
    great post :)
    would you maybe like to follow each other?

    1. Yeah absolutely, I'm heading over to your blog now. Thanks for stopping by.


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