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barbed

 

I cannot grasp

the ease at which

barbed fallacies fall

from your crimson lips

only to plunge deftly

into my still beating heart

~Melanie Thomason

3/28/2018

 

 

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Easter Bunny~ haiku

 

Image result for chocolate easter bunny

oh, you do not hop

your ears, they do not listen

poor Easter bunny

your nose does not twitch

sadly you are not fuzzy

poor Easter bunny

 

Image result for chocolate bunny bite out of ear

yummy chocolate

ears will be the first to go

poor Easter bunny!

 

~Melanie Thomason

3/28/2018

 

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evergreen~haiku

winter’s perfect scene

snow falls on an evergreen-

natural flocking

~Melanie Thomason

12/30/2017

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adieu to you and you and you…

She had come to a decision

It was time for a fresh start

With only promise in her heart

she bid farewell to them all

in celebration of herself

~Melanie Thomason

 

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once white~ haiku

freshly fallen snow

turns grey under careless feet-

as a broken heart

 

~Melanie Thomason

12/20/17

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Chloris

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– picture by Mark Harless

 

behold fair Chloris

the Greek goddess of flowers,

growth, transformation

she drinks deeply of

the all-nurturing, western

stream of Okeanos

before returning

to happily dance and sing

in Elysian Fields

~Melanie Thomason

9/23/2017

 

 

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“There must be some way out of here said the joker to the thief…”

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– art by Caras Ionut

 

Yes, yes, I AM aware that I look like an idiot!  I didn’t choose the garb or the flipping unicycle but they were the only things available (except for the playing cards) when I awoke naked and afraid in this strange place.

Oh well, at least the stripes are vertical. And yes, ya jerk I did consider leaving off the hat but its kind cold and it will help keep the chill away. You do see the fog, right?  Is grey and damp and dark here

By the way, it took me hours but I finally broke out of the dungeon. I was fully expecting my abductors to be waiting to pounce but no one was around.

I have no idea where I am but there has to be some way out of here. BUT, just in case I’m using these cards in lieu of breadcrumbs.

 

~Melanie Thomason

*title line “borrowed” from All Along the Watchtower  by Bob Dylan/ Jimi Hendrix

 

 

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invisible arabesques

The promise I had made myself to resist him

was as insincere and insecure as a granny knot

Already, I could feel the blush rising to my cheeks,

feel my blood simmering, my breath quickening

as his finger slowly swirled and looped

drawing invisible arabesques up my bare leg

he dared to proceed up beneath my skirt’s hem,

dawdling there on my inner thigh

devilishly defeating my defenses

willing myself not to clutch at his hand

and urge it higher still

I closed my eyes,

felt them pulsing there within their sockets

and took slow, measured breaths

as his fingers traced the patterns in reverse

~Melanie Thomason

9/11/2017

 

 

 

 

 

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