Choking You Lovingly

When heat fuels the wanting in my limbs, I creep into your middle, inhabiting your forbidden places. The words “Invasive!” and “Unwanted!” spray out of you and into me… I don’t believe them—wilting shouts can’t touch me. I know that. You know that. So I stretch… curling my tendrils around you, choking you lovingly, my devotion leaving you breathless. You call me “Weed!” and your manner speaks of insult. But looks lie. I smile, squeezing you harder and harder… You wail, “I need my space back, you rot. You don’t belong in my plot.” I feel you trembling in my hold, going limp, and I know you’re doing it for me. So I wrap my Self around your all… until none can tell the difference between my scent, my roots, and what once was you.

sun spreads my passion,
as wild as summer teased fires,
consuming you whole

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a not so wee note…
– When Rommy, over at the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads, said that she wanted poems of “Weeds in the Garden”, and Sanaa’s Prompt Nights whispered her upcoming theme about how “Passion makes the world go round”, I was sure I wanted to write about my passiflora plant.  I mean, passion flowers are considered weeds by many, aren’t they? The idea was too perfect not to run with. Well, at least I thought so. Then the Muse heard the voices of the psycho weeds choking the life out of the skinny tree below… and today’s mildly creepy haibun was born. I didn’t take a picture of the whole tree. If I had, you would’ve noticed that it’s the skinniest of its kind, and that only the leaves of the choker remain. I found the sight quite sad, and scary…

Choking You Lovingly

Rough Writers and Summer Snarks

On a wild whim (or inspired by a gentle kick from Mistress Fate), I accepted my friend Sharon’s invitation to join Summer Snarks—a closed Facebook group, which is sort of a home away from home for the July Daily Writing Challenge, held over at the Rough Writers’ site.

I’m joining the fun unofficially… for although I’ll share my progress on the group and will lurk around everybody else’s postings every now and again, I won’t add my information to the actual challenge. My blogging will not be altered much. I will probably every few days—fiction, poetry, health, witchy living—and on the days I don’t blog, I will post a bit of micro fiction, micro poetry, or micro creative nonfiction ranting on my Facebook page.

I’ll use the month of July to finish the short story collection I want to publish this coming fall. I might share a quote or three, and rage when I get stuck. I need to write the final chapter of Lum and Darlene, finish the last bit of Belle du Freak, develop two new stories… And in case any of you was wondering, yes, I’m adding an AlmaMia Cienfuegos tale at the end—the wild child deserves some page time, even if her world doesn’t quite fit the collection.

If you need a little nudge towards the writing-everyday-front, consider joining in… it might be fun. And like a sexy, talented, intelligent (and extremely modest) writer once said, it’s good to “put your ideas somewhere, perhaps in the world.”

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a wee note…
– You can find Lum and Darlene and Belle du Freak on my Web Serials page.
Edit (7/3/16): I changed my mind about posting for the daily challenge. I will continue to write every day, but I will only blog every few days.

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