by Morgan Blanks
Recently I have been thinking about poetry; in particular, haiku, because a whole story can be told in just three lines. What I love about writing is that you can experiment with whatever you set out to do. For example, when I write haiku I do not necessarily follow the five, seven, five rule. Here are some of my poems that I would like to share with you.
Motionless, her eyes fixated
A shadow in the distance
The breeze is her only comfort.
A fiery glow,
spreading across the endless blue
sinking with the passing time
Daisy chains dancing in the breeze,
sunlight filters through the leaves
Memories escape like a swarm of bees.
Wisps of smoke,
Slow motion like the movement
of spiders crawling.
Fire from the Earth’s belly
Gurgles in its gravelly throat
A fierce, bubbling spew.
Morgan Blanks is a student at Bath Spa University and also an intern at Awen Publications.