This one's been ruminating for a couple of days. I was...curious about a certain person's interior, and so I did a little intuitive visualization...and what I see is...a haibun. Another...can't seem to stop writing them. Intuitive investigation results: his interior is abandoned huskbut for the blonde childplaying with weaponsin the quivering shadowsof a shrunken hearthe… Continue reading POEM A DAY – January 29
Author: Vanessa Shields
Writer. Mother. Lover.
POEM A DAY – January 28
Thinking about how much I love to sing and dance....about how the psychic said I need to dance more, anywhere, all the time. Thinking about when I turn 50, how spectacular my one-woman show will be...The is a list poem/haibun blend. If you can, get thee to a thea-tahhhh. So many fantastic plays are performed… Continue reading POEM A DAY – January 28
POEM A DAY – January 27
Colour Poem with Haiku The garbage truck is painted deep burgundy and soft yellowThe garbage man’s coat is neon orange and the garbage bins are navy blue The snow is look-at-me milk nestling up the grey-brown bark of the maple treeThe sky is tri-coloured wool: quiet pink hopeful bisque clean ocean I am coffee contemplativePeriwinkle… Continue reading POEM A DAY – January 27
POEM A DAY – January 26
Blinds In my dream this morning in the four o’clock stomach: a toddler, blonde haired, blue-eyed, wore a dress with a hem with a frothy white circumference, in a house filled with rooms half-furnished, blinds mostly closed, and the one I tried to open wanted to fight, the pull strings and the long plastic twisty… Continue reading POEM A DAY – January 26
VANESSA SHIELDS 