I opened my eyes
marking my life's beginning
you're now beautiful
Part of gaining enjoyment from reading haiku - or anything, really - is putting yourself in the place of whoever wrote it. What they are thinking or feeling or their intent is not always clear, even when it appears to be spelled out as plain as day. This particular haiku reads like someone awaking from a darker past and seeing value in themselves which they might not have before. It could also come from the thoughts of a second iteration android who finally has sentience and the ability to recognise beauty. Anything goes.
Evening of felines The spray can felt cumbersome in my hand. Jeff, in his plaint active manner, was spraying carefully behind me, not at all ruffled by the potential consequences of what we were doing. Everything felt so much more suspect in the dark of the night.
"Could you maybe please spray a bit quieter?" I whispered to him over my shoulder.
"Would you just relax? Keep watch, it'll be fine. Besides, I already told this was commissioned." Jeff whispered back, clicking his tongue in slight annoyance. He had long since mastered the ability to speak through his particulate mask clearly.
"If this is all fine and legal then why do I need to 'stand watch'?" I felt my goosebumps grow into what might as well be splinters of cold, splintered skin. Of all the nights, the five degree night Jeff picks. Sometimes, I can only trust that my friend and small business counterpart is doing the right thing.
He doesn't really disappoint though. We've b
light my way
when nothing is clear
dark too present.
swarm in twitching clouds
of unseen childhood
out of this world.
with the music
that lights our souls
Of the unisex corsetLaces and laces
tie you into strung out knots
Tearing out your teeth
That wind around
the foot's clothings' long tongue
Straddling you in
For a bumpy ride
'round your taut and haunting past
Stretched and holding
You back from pleasure
the strings that lace you within
Never asking why
Lest the pop seam thinks
that the strings aren't tight enough
For your restraints.
I wanted to feature some other pieces written by PeriodicFable and I really recommend visiting their gallery - a lot of different styles and types of poetry as well as a good collection of short stories. You also won't be disappointed if you end up in conversation with the author as they are definitely sugar and spice and all things nice.