One Single Impression’s prompt was Color!
Life Colors, Age Ascended
deepest of browns
smeared across grin
wielding lips
Chocolate Birthday Cake!
~~~
cream slid across
white or brown
welcomes
red-brown
flakes that fall in
metered tempo
cinnamon butter bread!
~~~
orange tongue
discloses snack
of choice
Doritos!
~~~
vibrance of voice
clarity of thought
sincerity of heart
blush of sun kissed skin
The color of love!
~~~
MeeAugraphie
04/26/08

One Single Impression left us stranded this week – not. I have a feeling there will be many stranded thoughts evoked. Mine were:
Haiku:
Stranded whale flounders
turtle seeks destruction’s light
human plays hero
Fib:
She
stood,
unable
to remain stranded
by own stubborn streak’s closed mind.
Increasing Syllables, One thru seven:
Left
Stranded
by her muse
she looked at nature
through her inner child’s eyes
and found seven wonders more.
Acronym
Stuck alone in mind’s island,
Traffic stalled
Refuse blocks thought’s forming as
Acrid tears flow unchecked
No one to hear your
Darkness falling as
Escalated fears
Defy logical plan of action
Un-punctuated Thought
Night closed in to smother hope as moon hid behind clouds and owls hooted to break silence’s stranglehold on nerves for needle read as empty as stomach as empty as a heart never filled as empty as the road to nowhere in a Saturday night flick watched sans another human being on a teenager’s prom night
All written by MeeAugraphie 04/06/08

National Poetry month began today. I chose to start with One Single Impression’s prompt: laughter as my first prompt, after all, writing poetry brings laughter to my heart… OK, and melancholy, too, but laughter at the pure joy of writing.
Flaccid muscles fight
as humor scores a direct hit
melancholy overthrown

One Single Impression chose kindness as their prompt for us this week. The examples given this week were awesome.
I could not decide whether to use one hand or kindness, so I wrote it both ways in order thought.
One hand extended
heat of emotion lessens
warmth bursts forth in bloom
–or–
Kindness extended
heat of emotion lessens
warmth bursts forth in bloom
I think I prefer “one hand”… What do you think?

I was I am I
will be more if I embrace
change, as usual.
I have dearly missed writing Haiku every week for One Deep Breath, I am not sure how it escaped me each week these past few months. So, on to a fresh start with One Single Impression. So many writers of Haiku. Follow the link and just be amazed at their words.
