haiku of the day...

So on Wednesday morning I was driving to work before the ass crack of dawn (as usual). And there was the waning moon just rising over the horizon -- a gorgeous shade of pale apricot.

Moon like a sickle...
Sheds her pale glow on the land.
I gaze in silence.

invocation haiku

Well, this is unusual... When I write invocation poems, they're usually some form of free verse -- although there was that memorable "sonnet" of 7 rhymed couplets (to Kore, as a matter of fact). But I was meditating on Kore today and ended up writing the following:

Kore awakens--
Buds swell, soon to spring forth
The Maiden returns.

Who'd have thunk it?