Brushing ash off bone
half men crawl though bitter fields—
glory be the light.
© Nancy Botta, 2021
Holy weapons. (senryu)
Tag Archives: micropoetry
Shush. (haiku)
Every so often
the willow twists and shivers;
a long sleepless night.
© Nancy Botta, 2021
Almost dawn. (senryu)
Hiss of the heater
and sweaty limbs of some man;
her eyes seek daylight.
© Nancy Botta, 2021
Vernal equinox. (hiaku)
Ribboned plastic bag
enlaced within an elm tree;
robin weaves her nest.
© Nancy Botta, 2021
Refuse. (haiku)
burnt leaves and plastic
swallowed by eddies and waves—
our marriage, undone
© Nancy Botta, 2020
Rusted Honey 