Heeding Haiku with Chèvrefeuille – Choice

The truth itself
Sits within the lie
Snugly waiting.


Is it still a lie?

They know not you keep it
Save, warm, hidden.
Even you don’t know
Not yet.

You’re lying to yourself?

Safe, warm, hidden
This helps none.

Not even you
And your secluded self
Your locked up heart.

Is it still a lie?

Or protecting?
Saving self
Or saving them?

So, now my dear friend
Speak your truths or spill your lies?
Waiting, all my heart


Written for this weeks Haiku prompt over at MindLoveMisery’s Menagerie 🙂 This week it is a Haibun: prose mixed with Haiku. My prose turned out more in the rhythms of poetry…but I am happy with it all the same

Heeding Haiku with HA – Piercing Scream

The Scream by Edvard Munch


Skin deep, not enough,
Not even the soul would do.
That unearthly sound,
Through my layered walls it dug,
Until it’d carved me out.


Another awesome prompt from Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie, this time to write a haiku or tanka inspired by the painting The Scream by Edvard Munch.