Haiku Horizons, Try

Dark, stormy, alone

Frozen hopes, cling to memory

Trying hard, hold on.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Black, electric probes

Try to shock, me out of me

Crying bloody tears.

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Try to imagine,

life with chronic pain, grief, tears

A fantasy, sun.

 

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Haiku Horizons, Open

Tornado cyclone

rips open, blood ripe corpses

Pale, straggling strangers.

 

 

 

Open, spirit, light

Glows within us, gentle souls

Guides true hearts to blend.

 

 

Haiku Horizons: Master

Sweat, poring, drenching

gritty smell, hard-working men

Mastering their trade.

 

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Master-minded bitch

sword slashing blood, crazy eyes.

Sick colors of hell.

 

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FWF Kellie Elmore, Words RED

Red –

Day 200/365 – Willow’s ice pop (Photo credit: Great Beyo

Red like the blossoming of that first summer rose, the color of your children’s lips after they have licked a dripping cherry ice pop in the afternoon’s summer sun. Red is the color for fun and rainbows, streamers and apples that are so crisp you can feel that bite explode in your mouth.

Red is also the color of anger, and violence, fighting, burning fire, red is hate and shame, a darker red, crimson, dead roses, blood, dripping from your veins when you have tried to slice your veins open, up and down, and across and still failed. Red is flames, red is fury.

Just Wait (Photo credit: TheOn3LeftBehind)

 

Haiku Heights, Grimace

English: Scott Seitz. Ready Mix Concrete Truck. Built by Advance corporation. 2004. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Shocked, alarm, pain, twist

evil bastard, behind me

Mouth contorts, I retch.

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Blood flows, knife in tongue

pain, turning, a cement truck

Over and over.

Haiku Heights

English: X Factor Auditions View of the hundreds of hopefuls going through the vetting procedure before going through to the next rounds. Is there a future winner here? (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

EXPECTATION

Edge of seat, trembling

sticky pink gum, wet with sweat

her name called, door slams.

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Pinpoint pupils, raw

heroin, addict, veins pop

Once his Mama’s dream.

A clandestine kit containing materials to inject illicit drugs. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

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FWF Kellie Elmore

Bear and me

my name is greta, i am five. i live here with my bestest friend Bear, we used to live someplace else but no more. we came 2gether cuz wee had 2 cuz of the bad stuff for us  but we love it here. he and i are the ones in charge of all the other friends and family. theres mr.  red cat, an mrs.duck and her yello ducklins, monkeys that make me laugh when they tickle me under my chin or throw me lellow bananas. they swing from branch 2 branch like a circus show some person in the bad other world took me from.

circuses were fun once but not ythe other part where i got losted and the mean man pushed me in the bathroon door an hurtted me a lot. he lockeded the door and i tried to screem but no words came out and my momma culdlnt find me cuz he coverred my lips with a smelly rag. no daddy came neither, but i new they was lookin for me cuz i kept hearing my name in the air. for a little while until i was asleep an i f elt sick.

wen i woke up i didn t now wher i was, and i has to throw up bad. the mean guy was still ther and he was madder than smoke i got sick again and again but i had to. i didnt want to mac him mad, i swear. he hit me a lot. he told me to shut up and used a realy bad wordd but i cant repeat it but it starts with the letter  f—. i tried to stop sayin anythin and to stop cryin but i wantd my momma and daddy sew much.he sayd they didnt want me no more an i was gonna be dead soon after he got some money for me.

he sayed he waz gonna sell me but somethin bad happened an there was lots of bad men fighting an screeming, i herd guns an shootin, i saw red blood flyin aroun the small white room, no win-dows. i tried to pre tednd i was sleepin but th en i messed up. i opened my eyes too fast and 2 guys, one the meanest one, got a shot gun an the other a small gun an they both shotted at me the same time, in my bleedin heart and left me. i waz bleedin an in the beginnig it hurt but i couldnt cry an then it didnt hurt an i was raised up to be here past the blue sky an puffy clouds to be betterer an happier to live with Bear an my animal friends forever. i no peoples say that some mans and womens are good but i dont  care i dont believe them, an i dont have to cuz my world is safe up here with my forest family.

Haiku Heights, Blood

(Based on a true story told on an episode of Dr. Phil.)

Crimson death, one shot

Current title card (Photo credit: Wikipedia) soul cries out foul

parent’s nightmare, two friends lie

Deception is cruel.

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Steady stream, cries foul

Pooled in green pus,  infection

Rusty deep gray nail.

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Birth, death, wounded, hurt

blood surrounds Earth, in silk twine

commonality.

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Gash, stripped open, knife

English: This pic was taken during the making of “The Comfort of Hell” video. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Wounds that penetrate, wide, hard

Question: cruelty.

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Blood Moon, FWF: Kellie Elmore/ Mark

Blood Moon (Photo credit: AZAdam)

Blood red moon

when the stars stop twinkling out of fear

there is a different air, like holding your

breath way too long, past the point

of sanity.

Crimson streaks of blood are streaming down the bold

crisscrossed striped lines on her wrists and her arms

like a colored waterfall,

past the point of pain.

This was the day, the day she had been waiting for,

to ease her troubled, drug induced life.

Heroin was her hero,

this was the only way she could be free, she knew that.

Blood red moon, outside the window, looking in.

Finally, she was slipping away, she would be successful in death.

Haiku Heights – Betrayal

Sadness (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

You stabbed me with words,

Emotional betrayal

Blood drips forever.

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Dark, cruel side, unknown

I trusted your heart as mine

Your kindness, a joke.

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