Posted in Life and Awareness, Nature, Syllabic poetry, weekly challenges

Evolving. A haibun #poetry and #prose

It is not an impotence to shine, that anchors me in the obscure. Neither is it loneliness or despair that keep me from the sun. Perhaps it is the clarity from rays beaming upon glamour and gore alike, or the beauty that can only be dreamt in the dark, which keep me here, away from where I must go. Am I incomplete, if I bloom where the world cannot see?

demeure of shadows
does light hide in the hidden
where the pollen floats

It is not wonder but a yearning to wander, that chains my gaze to the lady in red on a backdrop of sullen winter. The only cold I have known is the one from a shoulder, as my pleas wisped into nothing. She draws the eye, gay in the grey. And I think, maybe the light I seek, must come from within.

thralls of mystery
a rapscallion wonder looms
virgin decisions

The days of going-with-the-flow are behind me. These be monstrous tides. I cannot survive if I cannot swim. The old strokes won’t do, a minute’s breath falls short. I must find those pockets of air. Here in the depths, I must evolve.

dirigible ways
call the wide-eyed butterfly
to bloom in the dark


Reena’s xploration challenge
Sadje’s whatdoyousee
Colleen’s tanka tuesday

Book Candy Corner

In this second book in the Fairies, Myths, & Magic series, step into a world where dark fairies, and other magical beings converge in a collection of poetry and short stories inspired by winter and the celebration of the winter solstice.

From Autumn’s scary fairies to the forgotten female characters of Yule, prepare to embrace the magical winter solstice myths from around the world. Book on Amazon

Hope you enjoy this. Looking forward to your thoughts. Just one more paper to go.




Author @JItakali on twitter

49 thoughts on “Evolving. A haibun #poetry and #prose

  1. I was blown away by the line “It is not wonder but a yearning to wander,” love what you did there! I love it when authors play with word meanings like that, it always sound like they are playing with language like it is a toy of the tongue, and it makes me giggle. Excellent work, an great read!

    Liked by 3 people

    1. Thank you so much. I really enjoyed writing this. Been a while since I freestyled with some colourful prose. I’ve saved some of your posts to read when I’m done with exams on friday.๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพ

      Liked by 1 person

    1. Thank you Sadje.๐ŸŒผ
      I had fun with this one, just freestyledthe prose, already had the haiku, minimal editing. Awesome prompts this week. I didn’t want to miss out on any so I had a fair few minutes riddling out how to create something cohesive.๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพ

      Liked by 3 people

  2. Jude, this was so good: “…The only cold I have known is the one from a shoulder, as my pleas wisped into nothing…” this eclipsed the entire painting for me. I love how you combined the prompts and make it all work together. Thank you for featuring Fairies, Myths, & Magic II on your post. You’re the best! ๐Ÿ™๐Ÿปโค๏ธ

    Liked by 3 people

    1. Oh, it’s Michaelangelo’s quote. If you google the first words it comes up, so I figured it’s famous enough to just leave it in quotes just for blog aesthetics๐Ÿ™๐Ÿพ

      Liked by 2 people

  3. You have, to me recreated a knight in shining armour. One who is only identified by the colors he represents and his ability to knock another down while remaining standing…
    Trained in the arts of self defense, often covered by political woe, unalbe to make some of his own choices in love. Drowning in a complex sea of ritual rules.

    Well done.

    Liked by 2 people

  4. What a joy to read, Jude! Each line an exploration of heart and wonder, of shadow and light, the joy and discomfort of a free being becoming itself.

    Liked by 3 people

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s