*Hello Autumn*Sharp bite in the airSeasonal rotation beginsSummer bids farewell.2013 Delice19418th September2013
*Lone Wolf*Midnight, quiet worldEchoing call of lone wolfSpine chilling.2013 Delice19415th September2013Updated 2013-2014
*Waterfall*Waterfall of wordsThoughts tumble onto paperSplashed judiciously.2013 Delice194121st August2013
Haikuwrimo August ChallengeNo:1 IntroductionAnticipationThoughts begin to coalesceWords slowly emerge.Numbers 2 - 11 theme flowersNo: 2 PerfumeThe smell of JasmineClings softly to warm night airSilver moon fragrant.No: 3 The PondWhite passion flowerGrows wild in countryside hedgeWhile calm pond stagnates.No: 4 The ReflectionBeauty reflectedNarcissus by still waterIntoxicating.No: 5 BeautyFrom mud it emergedwhite Lotus flower of loveUnsullied beauty.No: 6 Early morningMushrooms spring from groundDeluge of rainfall last nightClean, fresh morning air.No: 7 Harvest TimeCorn is ripeningOld scarecrow stand's silent guardHead of straw, no thought.No: 8 The WeddingWhite roses form archBride and groom decorate cakeSweet, tempting moment.No: 9 VenusFly trap called VenusExtrodinary plant lifeA goddess consumes.No: 10 SummerHerbaceous borderManifold charm of FoxglovesSummer seduction.No: 11 Roadside BeautyDog rose grows by roadBeauty hidden under dustTraffic fumes stifle.Numbers
*Nature at her Best*life and death entwinedTogether making poetryNature at her best.
*Peace*Poetry can healConflict becomes historyHarmony restored.2013 Delice19418th November2013
*No Way Back*Lost in new domainIntrepid travellers evolveNo longer human.2013 Delice194115th September2013
*Malevolent*Angry dark phantomMalevolent night walkerSleeping with light on.2013 Delice194112th August2013
*Luminous*A moment of ecstacyTogether in far off realmLuminous moment.TranslationUn moment d'extaseEnsemble dans le lointain royaumeInstant lumineux.2013 Delice19419th December2013
*Claustrophobia*Ancient atmosphereMiasma surge deep withinImplosion likely.No light penetratesDarkness has an odour, muskDisorientatedAbsolutely lostGasping, fear out of controlHeartbeat echoes loud.Sound of a bell joltsDoor smoothly opens, top floorPrimal fear vanished.2013 Delice19418th August2013
*Sleep*Insomnia strikesRestless under white duvetCounting sheep useless.Fractious night no restCeiling so oppresiveClaustrophobic dark.Soft breeze through curtainGentle breath of fresh airUnaware sleep comes.2013 Delice19417th October2013
*Growth*Stars make humanities mind expand exponentially.2013 Delice194114th August2013
LonelinessIt creeps in like fogswirls around your anklesrubs up against your legopens its tiny demon mouthwith innocent eyesand chomps downuntil youfaint.
*Melt*Emotional meltdown, dripping like candle wax.2013 Delice194118th September2013
LimboLight forgets your death;Your shadow still plays with mine-Night is so lonely.
*Silence and the Baritone*Empty opera houseEnraptured audience goneHaunting madness pervades.Footsteps fall on stageBaritone sings loud and clearBehind red velvet.Echoes of heartacheImpossible love resoundsForsaken phantom.2014 Delice194110th May2014
Jack FrostI never thought that Jack Frostcould free a heart of its cold past,'til he numbed mine with his breathand broke away the shards of glass.Piercing icicles into my skin, enveloping my hair in satin snow, burning the lights of cherry gin, and crowning me with an angel's glow...I was so much warmer then,though it was twenty below.
Ashes to AshesDarkness seeps intothe corners of his eyes. Itwas a life well lived.
WhispersSilence is not a quiet thingSilence fills entire roomsAnd takes control of people’s livesSilences is a monsterClamping down on its victimsBiting their tongues and pushing them downSilence screams so loud you can’t hear itIt’s the gaping hole of something missingSo next time you hear even the faintest whisper of silenceFix it
TeaThe smell.The soothing silence.The calming herbal flavors that fill my senses.I close my eyes with a soft smile.I can hear the rain pouring outside.I exhale before I take another sip.The warmth of my tea rushes through my body.The taste satisfies me.The scent calms me down.My stress is momentarily forgottenaftereachs i p. . .
Old wave song.Lost souls walk along an abandoned beach,sometimes as students, other times to teach.Perpetually questioning, yearning for truth,never satisfied, chasing their youth.Their feet embedded into the golden sand,some roam alone, others hand in hand.leaving their footprints, as they move on ahead,waves crashing down, drenched in dread.Above them hover the vastness of dreams,illusions, perceptions, changing what it seems.Some believe, some choose to ignore,some lost souls, even go to war.They begin to grow tired, slow and weary,Dark waves engulf those, weak and dreary.Others stay strong, and walk on along,Waltzing in a line, to the old wave song.© Rocio Belinda Mendez 2013
Locked inTight.I'm locked in.Maybe a mummy. Maybe a blowfish.Maybe a zombie.Definitely crippled.Locked in.Tight.
Dark purple peaceIt comes upon youlike a heavy cloakthat someone hasthrown over yourweary shoulders.Yet, somehow,the heavinessdoes notweigh you down.Protection is thehardest thing tocome by,and so you areglad to havesuch a thickand beautifulmantleto make youroyalty.
Wake Up In a ForestWake up in a forest.Take a look around.Nothing in sight.Not a path to be found.I am alone.Unsure what to do.Nothing's familiarEverything is newI'm so afraid.I begin to cry.I'm so lost.Don't know why.I need your strength.Please help me.Guide me though.Give me eyes to see.I'm still scared.I wish I could hide.At least I know.You'll be at my side.
The Only WayWhen I took this pathI knew not where it ledI followed it steadilyNot watching where I steppedBut what seemed strait was twistedAnd though the path seemed lightDarkness hid roots and rocksShadows blocked my eyesAnd onward I stumbledTill, crippled by the pathI cannot find my wayBack to where I've been beforeAnd now alone I find myselfWhere nothing more can growNo paths divulge in front of meThere is only one way to goThe path suddenly seems narrowClosed in on all sidesClaustrophobic I am sickenedAnd now I cannot breathThe path ahead is blackenedAnd nothing good can comeOf following it foreverBut it’s the only oneThe forest around me is frighteningDark and majestic as can beBut it seems the only wayThat I can somehow be freeSo into the trees I runToward freedom I believeBut the vines soon grab a hold of meAnd lift me off my feetThey carry me back to the pathAnd once again I hideIn the brightened daylightOf the only path I knowI cry out in panicH
Lost MomentsIn the blink of an eye,Many a change may occur,From a slight sway of the wind,To the end of the world as we know it,And we never realize that we missed it.A split second can decide,What we could have been and what are we,From the time when a caterpillar turns into a cocoon,And the second when the butterfly emerges and takes flight,A beautiful moment that escapes our sight,All when our eyes were away from the light.Alas, we begin to wonder,How many times have we missed a splendor?It ends up turning into an unsolved mystery,That takes its place among many others in the dusty pages of history.Oh do we long for a way to go back,Turn back the arms of the clock,Just to relive what we lost,If only someone made a time machine,So we can take a glimpse of what our irises hadn’t seen.The silent breeze causes a cling among many a chime,A misstep leads to the fall of many a dime,A burglar slowly tip toes away from the scene of a crime,An adventurist tries to make a dari
Hopeless DreamerHopeless dreamer stays awakeIn a city that begs to sleepWhere does everybody go when you need them most?They just disappear like the mist on the coastHopeless dreamer waitingFor a midnight train to comeShe knows that train will never pick her up,Destined to live a life full of abandoned thoughtsHopeless dreamer tiringOf living without a dreamShe knows they all try their best,But they all leave her side onces midnight strikesHopeless dreamer takes a stepJust outside the doorHave the stars always been this bright?Were her eyes just too tired to see them?Hopeless dreamer findsShe isn't so hopeless anymoreThey're running away tonight for good,Just the two of them to get awayHopeless dreamer has foundHer own hopeful voiceIt's not her own voice,But the voice that pushed her through and picked her upHopeless dreamer findsMaybe a little bit of hopeHis eyes are bright and wild sometimes,And he just wants to run away like sh
*Oil Painting*The artist's modelDraped in diaphanous silkBeauty on canvas.2013 Delice194116th August2013
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