At Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, we have a new episode of our Tan Renga Challenge (TRC) Month May 2019.
sunday morning
all the waves in white
kneeling on the beach © Jane Reichhold
a baby starfish
sits on the tip of my ring finger © The Abject Muse

At Carpe Diem Haiku Kai, we have a new episode of our Tan Renga Challenge (TRC) Month May 2019.
sunday morning
all the waves in white
kneeling on the beach © Jane Reichhold
a baby starfish
sits on the tip of my ring finger © The Abject Muse

Joe salivated, imagining what the staff might serve tonight.
Lobster Thermidor, a Porterhouse steak…
A gong sounds.
The guard, Nguyen Trai, slips a half bowl of cold rice
between the bamboo bars,
as he’d done every evening
for
the last
seven
years.

Tangerine sun sinks
behind live oaks dripping with
musky Spanish moss
wild gleam in agate eyes, Voodoo woman
waits ‘til the time is right.

A Quadrille for the dVerse Poetry Pub
It was my go-to if
things got out of control.
my ace in the hole.
kept it in the back of my mind
like an extra 5 bucks just in case.
today I finally used it—
but changed my mind.
Can’t un-slit my throat.


I was thrilled—no, ecstatic—when I learned I was pregnant with you. Each day I fell in love with you a little more as this tiny life grew and stirred inside me.
I couldn’t wait for you to be born so I could finally meet you! Yet, I feared losing the special bond that only you and I could share.
I imagined what you’d look like with your father’s green eyes and my curly blonde hair, or perhaps my brown eyes and his black hair.
O, had you lived, my precious, precious angel, your name would be, “Emerald.”
