Elizabeth rose exclusive haiku
Monday, July 2nd, 2007Forlorn in dark waves
Clink and chink in lonely tides;
Just need one last drink
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Elizabeth rose flash dialogue: Road Trip
Tuesday, June 26th, 2007
“Seriously! Why always me? Not to be negative but I can’t even go for a ride in car without a knife being pulled! He didn’t even stay on the road! Ask Reb! We were bouncing over fields”
“I don’t need to. Remember the time when you impaled yourself on the bench on our way out? One […]
Elizabeth rose flash fiction: Primrose Hill
Tuesday, June 26th, 2007I was only five. My only gift, primroses; picked with small hands and big concentration. Wrapped in red tissue, and placed in a basket to present with smiles. Strong winds blew, so I held them instead, clung on in desperation. Stolen by jealous gusts, I painted them with saline; only the memory of their glow […]
Poem by elizabeth rose: Alms for the poor
Monday, June 25th, 2007The stories pour from pendulum eyes, weighted by the wait of years,where shadows loom larger than the buildings that overhang, mist
and mimic like a comedian no longer loved, betraying his guilt in his limbs.
Those eyes, worn well but not outside, not yet, as he leans closer in
to move that brow and grasp that spirit that […]