Monday, May 14, 2012

Face

I burned my mask and
planted the ashes to grow
myself a new face.

You called me crazy
until I bloomed: nightshade teeth,
honeysuckle eyes.

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35 comments:

Marian said...

beautiful. and i hate being called crazy! :)

Sylvia K said...

I've become accustomed to being called crazy, but this would be a fun "back atcha"!! Love it!

PattiKen said...

Love it, Kelli. Besides, being called crazy probably means you're having fun. That's a good thing.

S Jayanth said...

wow.. unique thought,.wonderfully written..!! :)

turtlememoir said...

beautiful!

Kerry O'Connor said...

Wow! The opening haiku-stanza is nothing short of brilliant, and what an image to leave us with in the end.

Mary Mansfield said...

I get called crazy all the time, it just doesn't even register in my mind anymore. Beautifully vivid piece!

joanne said...

Fantastic wording....and we can all recognize a part of ourselves here

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Susan said...

I enjoy the multiple interpretations of your images, each of which reminds me of how we come of age in this world: Crazy for daring to be without the mask? Crazy for stopping to redefine the self? Crazy until your eyes were dangerous enough to kill?

Heaven said...

Thought provoking and lovely haiku ~

Fireblossom said...

Damn, I like this. It's like some wild hallucination. And always, the edge you do so well.

hedgewitch said...

Definitely has a trip to the dark side, the underside. I love mask poems, and this is an excellent one.

Fred Rutherford said...

Oh this is good. that opening haiku is one of those wow verses that come around now and then. Just love it. Your work with haiku continues to amaze me, always great work MZ. Thanks

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Wow! VERY edgy, with the most wonderfully unexpected imagery. You packed so much into six short lines. Fantastic.

Mary said...

A little eerie, but definitely thought-provoking!

Herotomost said...

Nightshade teeth....I could eat this stuff for dinner every night. You certainly can turn a couple phrases int a three act play. Scrumdillyishus.

Hannah said...

Love the image planted! Great poem!!

kaykuala said...

Yes, Just do it for ourselves, MZ! It would not and should not bother any one else. Great Write!

Hank

Abin Chakraborty said...

fascinatingly pregnant with possibilities, this poem.a bit eerie, yes...but superbly crafted.

Brian Miller said...

nice...i like the descriptors you chose in the end there...tjis def has an edge to it...

Mystic_Mom said...

Crazy like a fox...I am in LOVE! This totally rocks.

Teresa said...

Beautiful sweet with a vicious bite. Sometimes we have to recreate ourselves. Great write.

Tracy Crenshaw said...

Lovely poem. I especially like the visual of "honeysuckle eyes."

Gemma Wiseman said...

Flowering is all about finding finding some special identity within a species! This is wonderfully wild and spikey!

Susan Daniels said...

So beautiful--love the poisoned teeth and sweet, sweet eyes. I will remember this one!

Kim Nelson said...

When I read smart, sharp pieces like this I wonder what came first? Was it the message of intent? Was it the form? The words of choice?
When I read smart, sharp pieces like this I am glad I have done so.

Shawna said...

Does that really work?! Imma totally try that. But I'd better have honeysuckle eyes, girlie.

Magical Mystical Teacher said...

Oh, what blooming!

Mask to Hide Your Fear

zongrik said...

what do honeysuckle eyes look like?


ugly man mask

Margaret said...

Didn't even realize this was a haiku until I read the comments. Well done!

Marita Abraham said...

Dark, deranged and fantastic.

Jaideep said...

Fantastic and an awesome storyline style of Haiku :)

Steve Isaak said...

Striking, wow-worthy work. One of the best poems I've read in a loooong while.

Steve Isaak said...

Striking, wow-worthy work. One of the best poems I've read in a loooong while.