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HaikuWriMo 2014

Deviation Actions

SilverInkblot

Published: Feb 2, 2014

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1. Non-Fiction – nostalgic trigger

Unfinished book
marked with a used
movie ticket.

2. Romance – reverse Stockholm syndrome

A rose for the bank teller;
a bullet for the husband.

3. Epistolary – letter to a widower

An unstamped letter
curling up edges inside
the fireplace.

4. Science - Fiction – six word haiku

Landed on moon.
Better check Facebook.

5. Historical – trains

Kansas is golden
when you’re thundering by on
steam instead of horses.

6. Action – toddler mafias

“Dun care ‘bout da gang
war – Sesame Street is on.”

7. Fantasy – guns and posies

Clowns armed with posies
that shoot jets of water.
No one’s laughing now.

8. Drama - 1800s

Tangible light
in the fog surrounding
the lamp-lit streets.

9. Horror - faces at/on the windowsill

Alone. Flashlight.
A face in the window.
Reflection broken.

10. Transgressive – antisocial

Literate hermit
crab; book shells.

11. Mythology – constellations

Orion shot Leo
and tamed Aquila
to impress Andromeda.

12. Drama - courtship to courtrooms

Apocalypse looming.
Holding her hand;
the father approaches.

13. Mystery – whodunit

Fingerprints.
Twins point to each other.

14. Erotic – reunion

Ferryboat waves crest
below docks like lace hems of
her ruffled skirts swinging.

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