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#ScribesAndMakers ~ Share something you've been working on this month.

I wrote one haiku, one longer-form poem and this week a new stream of consciousness-style prose poem. I favour flash prose poems.

I'm aiming for more prose poems this month.

#Haiku #ProsePoem #Writing

#ScribesAndMakers ~ Share something you've been working on this month.

I wrote one haiku, one longer-form poem and this week a new stream of consciousness-style prose poem. I favour flash prose poems.

I'm aiming for more prose poems this month.

#Haiku #ProsePoem #Writing

#ScribesAndMakers ~ Share something you've been working on this month.

I wrote one haiku, one longer-form poem and this week a new stream of consciousness-style prose poem. I favour flash prose poems.

I'm aiming for more prose poems this month.

#Haiku #ProsePoem #Writing

#ScribesAndMakers ~ Share something you've been working on this month.

I wrote one haiku, one longer-form poem and this week a new stream of consciousness-style prose poem. I favour flash prose poems.

I'm aiming for more prose poems this month.

#Haiku #ProsePoem #Writing

#ScribesAndMakers ~ Share something you've been working on this month.

I wrote one haiku, one longer-form poem and this week a new stream of consciousness-style prose poem. I favour flash prose poems.

I'm aiming for more prose poems this month.

#Haiku #ProsePoem #Writing

Strike

The phobia of a copperhead strike
is made real by the lunge of a
lawnmower into the brush to shred
the coiling orange and brown with
a screaming whump only to realize
that it was an eastern box turtle
I had set upon.

Once again what I am afraid of 
has led me to destroy what I love 
and I weep, wondering if I will ever 
become one whose perceived fears 
are not acted on.

I did not look to see if the 
slowmover was dead
but I knew. I could see the 
bloody pieces of her
shell scattered across
the lawn.

September 3, 1996