Anger

Erupts in anger
One charges, other retreats
Suddenly fearful

Wall prevents escape
Grabs by the throat, echoes voice
“Can I have my cheese?”

Shared at the Few Miles Haiku Challenge. Also for Lots of Laughter – Free Verse Prompt.


Image from Wikimedia through Google Images


Poetry & writing are to me, a breath of fresh air in a life that is sometimes covered by the smoke of sorrow or self doubt. They also become the sweets I share to celebrate when life offers me a reason to. But most of all, they are to me, my life. For each word I write is a piece of my heart, a thought that just had to find its way into the world.

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