swallow: A Haiku (Long Form)


with black Kraken ink
The Illustrated Man grinds
tales into my skin.
near the cusp of the
ceaseless salt lake, we’re tucked in
a mariner’s cove,
coven tacked up with
bamboo bones of sea-bleached-blonde
driftwood. Our hut hugs
the undulating
navy ribbon; Just This Close
like a bruised lover.

Wait, says the drawn Man.
We Wait. dazzle-dappled tides
lap as we sip rum.
soon the careless Crone’s
throat gapes, swallowing stories
at the speed of time

7 thoughts on “swallow: A Haiku (Long Form)

  1. Juliet – I love this. Sometimes the most creative thoughts arrive in the quiet night hours – so happy you took the time to catch this.
    I found your blog through a “discover” link by Michelle W – and I reading your other posts I wasn’t sure what I could add. But reading “Swallow” – I’m intrigued and re-reading and finding more – I love some of the word changes – cove to coven, and sounds b-b-b-b and the ssss like the ebb and flow of the sea over stone.

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    1. Thank you very much for your kind words and for reading more! I’m so happy some of what I wrote resonated with you. Please keep reading: I’ve got plenty more up there!

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