Wednesday, 7 September 2022

Three Haiku & One Poem by Sharon Ferrante


 

I dream

I’m kissing Jack Kerouac

a cat jumps on my face

 

 

my lightsabre

points to the dark side

Yoda rolls his eyes

 

 

a blue egg

I wonder could it hatch

in the cold nest of my hand

 

 

I Want That Cactus

 

with the yellow flowers

that grow from the well

inside itself

it lives down the road

where ghosts roll around

like leaves

 

they get to touch it

 

I bet they go in that room

the one with the satin rope

bounce on the plastic

chew a bit

on the table grapes

 

I ask them

to do a night dig for me

then drop it on my steps

 

I head out

in the morning

barefoot

 

all the leaves are laughing




Sharon Ferrante is a Witch living in Daytona Beach, with her husband and 6 cats, in love with poetry. Her work has appeared in many journals and anthologies. Her debut collection launched in April 2022, “The Choir of Crickets”  from Hybrid Sequence Media. 


3 comments:

  1. Lovely poem! And I wonder too...Will the egg hatch?

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  2. Delightful and fun!!!

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  3. Fabulous poems my friend. That cactus one in particular knocks me out!

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