The pyramids vertex breached, no tsunami could reach nor quench the thirst for blood heavens eye demands in the terra firma above clouds. Our satellite, pure, white, hurls her celestial body objurgating his ritual killing. Lambent tongues of flame whip her back but she holds in defiance. Fury wanes, surreptitiously so does she, reserving him breath once again.
years of sacrifice
our moon eclipses our sun
and wrongs set to right
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Haibun ~ A Poetry Collection by PJ Perry
PoetryA haibun may record a scene, or a special moment, in a highly descriptive and objective manner or may occupy a wholly fictional or dream-like space. The accompanying haiku may have a direct or subtle relationship with the prose and encompass or hint...
