Saturday, December 11, 2010

melted

broken breath, I left it
shivering on the stairs
icicles as its innards
burnt by frost
now see fire
engulfing dirt
my aorta can take it
while I bleed happiness

12 comments:

Ramesh Sood said...

Beautiful.. bleeding happiness and what flows is the joy of reading..here. on your page..

well do visit to see new instant haikus both inspired ..one by Bill's page and another Rebecca's..

Jingle said...

lovely words.
Enjoyed it.

Sunday 160

moondustwriter said...

Bleeding happiness I like that

Thanks and have a great start to your week

wish I could join you for the train more often just crazy busy

best :)

G-Man said...

This was fantastic...
Loved your 160

Monkey Man said...

A magnificent use of the 160 characters. Beautiful piece. Thanks for playing along with the Sunday 160.

Glenn Buttkus said...

Good poem, and how nice
that you could submit it
to both Applehouse and
G-Man. I like your style
and flow.

Brian Miller said...

nice. bleeding happiness in spite of the cold and icicles...

kkrige said...

Hmm, still trying to figure it out. Interesting images.

Kavita said...

I am becoming a huge fan of your free verses, Gautami...
And this poem really doubled the reason for my doing so... it's a beautiful 160!!
May those icicles never affect the gush of bleeding happiness..

5thsister said...

A lot of imagery to behold here. Lovely, prose!

Alice Audrey said...

Cold, cold, cold, like the end of true love. Beautifully put together.

Jingle said...

Thanks for the support...

your work is always well done.

A++