in a mess
of howling at her shoulder
the bared winds
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This poem was written in response to Carpe Diem #858 Throat Songs of the Steppes, another great prompt at Carpe Diem Haiku Kai. All of the poems in the link-up can be read here. And, to finish, here’s Joy Division –
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Another haiku that seems to have several layers of meaning. Using “shoulder” and “bared” is quite evocative. 🙂
The weather lends itself nicely to ‘layers’, doesn’t it? It’s built into the language – under a cloud, stormy relationship, etc. Though I must admit I hadn’t noticed the bared shoulder 🙂
Ah, leave it to Paloma to see that bared shoulder, LOL 😉
Thank goodness for the language of weather … and extra tool to work with 🙂