‘Thou call ‘t mud. Thy mind’s mud!formed ㅤcolored ㅤshaped mud’ㅤ ㅤ ~ A…
a haiku in response to this prompt by S Lynn Knight for Haiku Hub
Anger dissolved hurt,
Echoes of time pastWill unravel hidden secrets,Syncing hearts and souls.
More than a handful?Pour it into a glass jar,Store your memories.
Muck-mired movement made
Us uptight and uncivil
Diet double-down
let my childhood soilpile mud into dream housesfragrant sodden clothes….
Surrender to itInside you, desire, that callTo be wild and free
dark and heavy airspills into my lungs just whenstars start to behave.