their silver tongues spit winter’s ice
upon melting, they wrestle and become entangled
dueling ‘til their bitter feud is shed
e
s
i
In spring, the coils r
into a beautiful green
a wonderful tree is born
Office by Alex Penny
Haikus/words about life, love, and struggles.
Do any of my followers write zines? I’m trying to start distro-ing zines in my store, and am looking to get all kinds of things! Lemme know!
I wrote most of these haikus in the fall of a bunch of years ago. I wish they were still relevant. Fall sadness definitely is much worse than fall happiness. I have nothing to write about.
I feel inspired
I’m writing haikus again
Soon there will be more
Things I never let anybody read until now because I suck.
Some haikus I wrote a while ago and never showed anybody until now.
(via girlbullying)
I was going through my box of sacred posessions and I found a series of haikus I wrote two years ago. These mean so much to me. So much feeling and nostalgia.
Nothing To See Here
Every little thing
I swear that I take it back
Such a waste of time
Dinosaurs are dead
One day I will be dead too
Everything dies
Two bulbous orchids quarreltheir silver tongues spit winter’s ice
upon melting, they wrestle and become entangled
dueling ‘til their bitter feud is shed
e
s
i
In spring, the coils r
into a beautiful green
a wonderful tree is born
Feel free to follow me on my personal blog where I post my creative writing pieces. I’ll be posting more, the first 15 were just for one of my classes in school.
I’ll be back in time. Everyone rules.
