Mimi - Mona Poetry: Siren

A siren’s song, though irresistibly sweet, is no less sad than sweet, and laps both body and soul in a fatal lethargy, the forerunner of death and corruption.

©Siren

Mimi Wolske

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She let their cruel words, their dirty looks,

roll off her back— verbal blows easier

to take than a limb being ripped off;

and just maybe the words were more tender

than a 1,000 jokers between her legs.

In a deck of 52, there was no

marriage card for women like her...

women who took on guns,

bigger than their worn bodies,

behind the old fruit crating factory.

Her Life Passport shredded

in tomorrow’s circus, she cried

as each bit of stamped paper

made it clear her magic was gone;

she was a refugee in the stomach of some truck

Racing for the border,

her neighbors running faster than she...

None crawled under fences,

none wanted to be strip searched.

She wanted to go home—back to the shark’s mouth.

(Painting by Malcolm T. Liepke)

Mimi - Mona Poetry: Four Haikus

When I say "Haiku", 

please do not reply, "Bless you": 

not an allergy

The syllabic pattern for a haiku poem is 5-7-5, and the lines, whether in Japanese or English, rarely rhyme. Whether a haiku is full of metaphors and personifications has been argued since they are supposed to be written on objective experiences, not subjective. A haiku contains three lines with 17 syllables in total. The lines don’t rhyme and frequently have a kigo, or seasonal, reference; they’re usually about nature or a natural phenomenon. They have two juxtaposed subjects are divided into two contrasting parts and, in English, the division between these two parts can be expressed with a colon or dash.

You need not settle;

You are not ordinary—

Lizards bring magic

Give her your praises:

part human and part lion,

emblem of Egypt.

Head on my pillow

dreaming of us together—

Is it autumn yet

(two paintings by Michael Parkes: The Invitation and The Sphinx; painting by Malcom Liepke: title unknown)