waters of my blood
once churned the tides—still, i crest
by sway of the moon
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author's note~ inspiration and a few words for this haiku borrowed from one of my early poems on vocal:
About the Creator
Kristen Balyeat
Words fly to me on the wind, bump into me as I'm strolling the city, splash me in the face while I rest by the river, and shake me awake in the middle of the night—I’m humbly one of the vessels they use to come to life.
Also, i love you:)
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Comments (9)
-by sway of moon- In a way, that line feels dizzying. Love that effect! 🤩
such a great talent
Love how you phrase a natural occurrence but personalize it with your opening line
I love the tidal sway here.
Simply beautiful. Well done, my friend.
Oh, I love this so much, Kristen! Stunning and full of so much meaning <3
We all seem to be bothering and appropriating our own work, pally! This was, to use your format - b e a u t i f u l!
Loved this and the one that inspired it! You've expressed a lot in these three lines!
Oh, this felt so soulful. I loved it!!