Sunday, January 31, 2010


from dead to living
in unspoken alliance--
habits are passed

This week's Haiku Bones Prompt--Uncanny

Wednesday, January 27, 2010

The Mirror

She rises, sightless,  from her bed
and walks about the house,
comforted in its inky blackness;
Aware of an unseen trajectory
each obstacle is avoided by visionless eyes.

She comes upon a wall and
gazes in terror...
the sound of a scream
piercing her agreeable dormancy,
and sees her own

Monday, January 18, 2010

The years pass by.
The incandescent twinkle
in his eyes remains.
I watch the world,
silent, and black and white--
exploding rain drops

Saturday, January 16, 2010

dressed in our finest
we smile for the camera
I look away

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

horses in the snow
looking for edible grass
a lone pine tree

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

losing energy
tired; sighing quietly
mournful teapot

Monday, January 4, 2010

Time disappears;
hearts electrify across telephone wires
winter static
we take refuge
from the winter wind
the fly and I
Poems © Gemma W. Wilson