Rattled old visions
from the thin side of panic;
wet eyes in the dark.
© Nancy Botta, 2022
Almost over. (not-quite-a-haiku)
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Almost dawn. (senryu)
Hiss of the heater
and sweaty limbs of some man;
her eyes seek daylight.
© Nancy Botta, 2021
Contusion. (haiku)
Blue mottled with black,
thick clouds clot above concrete—
right eye swollen shut.
© Nancy Botta, 2020
when we leave. (haiku)
Thousands of cameras
observe an empty city;
deer gaze at streetlights.
© Nancy Botta, 2020
Bedside. (Haiku)
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
Rusted Honey 