Magpie Tales
Mag #114
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| image by Alex Stoddard |
Come and wake me now
from this aqueous prison
my precious beauty
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Red, ripe, and poison
piercing eyes of deception
my lust is sated
Please visit my friends at Magpie Tales to enjoy other interpretations of this photo by Alex Stoddard. Thanks Tess for your great prompts each week!
Laurel. An apple a day....
eep...sounds like you may not want to answer that call, if all that is waiting is their own sating...
ReplyDeleteyep...stay away from crones offering apples:)
DeleteYour words always say so much...great job.
ReplyDeleteAs always, thank you, Gail:)
DeleteIn this case, Laurel, I would say, let sleeping dogs lie. Wonderfully wicked haiku. Thank you for sharing. =D
ReplyDeleteAnd thank you, Linda. You always have such nice things to say:)
DeleteYour poem suggests that the sating of lust isn't enough. Perhaps a hollow goal.
ReplyDeleteHey, the guy lusted after the apple, and look what it got him!
DeleteWow! You're a bit of a dark horse, aren't you?
ReplyDeleteNot sure what that means...good or bad??? Thanks for visiting, kat.
ReplyDeletetwo really good haikus for a wicked witch.....(no not YOU )
ReplyDeleteThanks Kathe. I'm just trying this poetry form.
DeleteDark and oh so appealing.
ReplyDelete=)
Not sure if that's an invitation or a challenge, but I enjoy the ambiguity.
ReplyDeleteDark and delicious...
ReplyDeleteGetting out is never as easy as getting in !
ReplyDeletenice take on the prompt!
ReplyDeleteJJRod'z