Tattoo Haiku - Poetry Jam

Is it the rain or

your heart that beats so strongly

I trace your tattoo

It poured off and on this afternoon and I got to thinking about another time and place; rain on the roof can be such a romantic influence.

shared with other writers at Poetry Jam - check it. 

Image Credit : Photo by Nesty Ocampo  

Poetry Jam II - Haiku

Commuting Life II - Haiku

I sit like soft lint

The fabric of life streams by

Trains pull strands away

Souls in constant flight

The breath of thousands mingle 

Rise with blackened smoke

Rise at the train's rush

Turn to eyes that crane to see

Anonymity

... a variation on the theme of 'trains' ...

...shared at Poetry Jam

Haiku - Poetry Jam

Haiku

Flicked like dandelions

Harsh words fall on children’s hearts

Wilting bright faces

... shared at Poetry Jam

The Mag #177 - Haiku

Opportunities,

shine eye bright, unexpected !

Grab them up, young one !

The Mag 166 - Bounder Bash

Bounder Bash

party animals

slink in snarf wine knosh tidbits

pinch bottoms galore

laugh too loud dribble

careen around the dance floor

draw smirks and whispers

rowdy louts push shove

behave boorishly shout out

stumblebums shamble

vomit in the hall

kick the door shatter the glass

wake the neighborhood

such a bloody shame

a good party ruined by nine

how ‘bout moving on ?

party animals

make excuses slink on out

drop cups, sticky crumbs

finger prints stains butts

chipped plates cracked glasses

tinny music echo

sigh clean tomorrow

tumble to bed morning vow

next weekend their house

I'm hoping I'm not the only one who has had a party that they regretted, that got out of control, that made one feel like a dreg at the bottom of the keg. Mine was a high school bash that turned into a sodden fiasco, that I had to explain at the end of the night to horrified parents, that I will never live down, that I hoped would be visited on the boorish party crashers, at some point. 

Ugh ... I still close my eyes and re-visit that night in flashes of images and sensory impressions. 

What should have been a good party? Gone bad, what can I say? 

Let's see what others are offering up over at Tess Kinkaide's place ... behave yourselves!