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Refuse. (haiku)

December 23, 2020Nancy Bottahaiku, micropoem, micropoetry, poem, poet, poetry, senryu, writing 9 Comments

burnt leaves and plastic
swallowed by eddies and waves—
our marriage, undone

© Nancy Botta, 2020

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Contusion. (haiku)

November 20, 2020Nancy Bottahaiku, micropoem, micropoetry, poem, poet, poetry, tanka, writer, writing 5 Comments

white clouds

Blue mottled with black,
thick clouds clot above concrete—
right eye swollen shut.

© Nancy Botta, 2020

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when we leave. (haiku)

August 23, 2020Nancy Bottahaiku, micropoem, micropoetry, poem, poet, poetry, tanka, writer, writing 7 Comments

Thousands of cameras
observe an empty city;
deer gaze at streetlights.

© Nancy Botta, 2020

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Bedside. (Haiku)

April 7, 2020Nancy Bottahaiku, micropoem, micropoetry, poem, poet, poetry, tanka, writer, writing 3 Comments

Atlantic Poetry Challenge: write about something or someone you’ve grown closer to.

Another grey sky
crumbles into dusk edge
night shift nurse’s smile.


© Nancy Botta, 2020

 

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It finds a way. (haiku)

February 17, 2020Nancy Bottahaiku, micropoem, micropoetry, poem, poetry, tanka, writer, writing 8 Comments
Deep in a forest 
the world is quiet and dead;
newborn icicles.

© Nancy Botta, 2020

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