French Sea In Haikus; Fragments Of A Mother
A lioness speaks;
Of war, breeze, and battle scars
Whispers to her cub
Anguished cries of a
Cracked child pulled from the warm mud
Kissed wounds for a dime
Soft-furred open paws
For the ripped paper doll kids
Claws to the matches
But lioness in a
Sundress, a wicked guide for
Bandaid heroines
Scarlet lullabies
Harsh bark of a gentle tongue
Cub in a straight curve
Twilight roars, star-jaw
Hot coals for a shattered view
Black glass finger-kiss
A lioness bites;
Cracked neck of a passerby
Royal feast in stains
Splattered in the wake
Cub limping, picturesque take
On tired shoulders
A blue-green meadow
Home torn from her jagged teeth
In broken bones; peace
But lioness in a
Gold-crown, a limelight for the
Bandaid heroines
Written by: June Rossaert