Silly spring haiku suite


Croc vs Crocus

As one might expect,
all it takes is one sharp tooth
to rend the slick bloom.

First, though, he inhales,
nostril to the purple crown
with its orange bowl,

smells the hope of spring.
"Poor giddy interloper,"
he thinks. The air bites.

He taps the green bones:
fragile, soft, overburdened,
underdeveloped.

"The next freeze is nigh,"
he tells his new friend sadly.
"Should have stayed below."

An image flashes:
That fresh purple, withered brown.
He can't bear the thought.

So, reluctantly,
he spreads his jaws just enough
to spear it straight through.



Poetry by Lady Courtaire
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Written on 2021-05-01 at 16:49

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Christopher Fernie The PoetBay support member heart!
I found this modern fairytale quite delicious! I admire your ambitious and skillful extension of the haiku to tell a coherent narrative; I have used up to four for the sake of completeness.

I believe groups of samurai would take turns to write haiku to form a 'chain of consciousness' - perhaps this interconnection would make an interesting poetbay challenge?

Thank you again for your account of 'beauty and the beast'.

Chris
2021-05-25


Ducks
This title is everything.

The more I read it, the more I love the dialogue and the notion that the creatures in the world around us feel the same sense of beauty at their surroundings. I love that it is speaking TO the crocus as though the crocus might somehow hear him and understand.

Truly a delight,
new meaning with each haiku
leaves me pondering...
2021-05-03


one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
I thoroughly enjoy and appreciate these, every one.
2021-05-01