I keep dreaming of/
me crashing and dying while/
I’m texting. I’ll stop.
Tag Archives: dying
She Asked: "Does Dying Hurt?" Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku
Of course dying hurts./
The hearts of those who love you/
*are ripping apart.
OR
*are in agony.
Pissed Purple Helpless: Revolutionary ImproVerse Haiku Lament
I wear purple ‘cuz/
I’m pissed and helpless and there’s/
nothing I can do.
OR
I wear purple ‘cuz/
I’m pissed, helpless and can’t pay/
for her burial.
My Daughter’s Daring Gift: Revolutionary Blogging Sonnet
My darling, dying daughter is daring.
Willing to explore her feelings,
able to express her caring
through the pain and suffering she’s revealing.
Though she fears loathing and ridicule,
she loves unseen others more.
By exposing her personal fire’s fuel,
she’s guiding sufferers to a hopeful shore.
Today someone who she’s never met
was lead to read her writings.
As my daughter exposed experiences we’d rather forget
she gave another hope to keep on fighting.
Sometimes a greater love for another just means
we don’t have to die; we just have to be seen.
Written after my daughter wrote in her blog Milla the Night Baker
and someone responded at 5:06 a.m. on October 8th, 2012 saying how her writing was helping.
Inaction Kills Me Again: Revolutionary Haiku
I’m dying again.
Like I did before. This time,/
inaction kills me.