Tag: wasps

• A Bussokusekika for Poetic Bloomings

  Bare Bones Yesterday’s calm slipped into a blind feral wind, naked and ruthless, a murdered bruising day for wasps drunk on whiffs of apple with bare bones that gores the sky.     for Poetic Bloomings: Form bussokusekika 5.7.5.7.7.7

  Misky

  Sep 9, 2016

  Poetic Bloomings, Poetic Forms

  bussokusekika, late summer, wasps