The American Sentence / American Haiku / Kerouac

[510bhan]

Trodden in galoshes, leaf splash sploshes above boot tops in winter.

[Tom 10]

Excellent sounds, Sio, no surprise

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Beyond what geese form each fall, a remake of the world on the move.

[510bhan]

A spearhead splits gilded clouds as sun and geese make speed for home tonight.

[Tom 10]

Best yet, I think.  Cogent, nice hinge to it, two aha's!  Very nice.
[No more of this "I'm not a poet" bullshit. ]

[510bhan]

Hey -- I like bullshit.

Her diamond necklace chokes the word whispered over vocal chords  -- mercy.

[Tom 10]

Interesting one.

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I’m sick of this shit - I want the bandage off, the scar to shout my name.

[510bhan]

Charred or scarred the skin glistens red, proud it stands, itching for revenge.

[Chizzy]

Great stuff. Thanks for the links, Tom.

[Tom 10]

Are you kidding Chizzy?  Sio's putting on the clinic!

[510bhan]

Reckon you got the name wrong for these . . . it's surely Ulster banter, albeit limited to 17

syllables but hey.

[heidi52]

The ice expands from both banks and chokes the river.

[Tom 10]

Welcome back Ms52,  nice one!

Sio, you keep this up and you name the genre whatever suits you, your keyboard is shooting flames!

[Tom 10]

A leaf pushes down on the updraft and lightens the heft of its tree.

[510bhan]

Really like those last two -- Heidi and Tom, I could 'feel' them, nice and rustic, strong sense of nature.

[Tom 10]

Thanks Sio, this one's my fave posted so far:

A spearhead splits gilded clouds as sun and geese make speed for home tonight