willow sophie

willow sophie Jun 2019

Awaiting

I stood on the cliff,
asking the ocean to take my death,
to become a pearl.

(16w haiku)

willow sophie Jun 2019

Widowed

I am a widow,
sorely awaiting my death,
so I may join him.

(13w haiku)

willow sophie Jun 2019

Wanderlust

I want to go places,
somewhere,
anywhere else
other than my native land
where my secrets lay buried
in the soil,
for it has seen my best
and my worst.

willow sophie Jun 2019

Alibi

The perfect distraction
to pull out the lies
of an alibi
is over food and drink.

willow sophie Jun 2019

smite

I shall let this liquor
smite the doubt
kindled in my body.

willow sophie Jun 2019

From the Sheath

If you remove a silver sterling blade
from a sheath of thick leather,
you either make an oath
or make a killing.

willow sophie Jun 2019

Not to Turn Back

I'd rather be run through
by the bayonet of a musket,
my body buried in an unmarked grave
and my death holding no meaning,
than stand by your side
only to turn back.