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birdsofshore) wrote2012-11-04 07:19 pm
birdsofshore) wrote2012-11-04 07:19 pm
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Haiku: Remember, Remember
Title: Remember, Remember
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
birdsofshore
Pairing: Harry / Draco
Word count: 177
Rating: G
Warnings: Er, haiku
Summary: A baker's dozen of haiku, for Bonfire Night
Author's Notes: Foromi_ohmy
Dear Omi: I wanted to write you something to say thank you for all your loveliness. I am frustrated at how flawed these are, when I wanted to write something beautiful for you, but they were written with ♥. I recently learned that haiku can mean 'puff of smoke on the air': I hope you like these puffs of smoke for Bonfire Night.
Moonlight gleams on your
Bright head of hair. Our breath meets
In puffs of vapour.
Booted feet crunch dry
Leaves; I pause to gently taste
Your sweet wine-spiced lips.
We swing him between
Us as we walk. His small weight
Grounds me pleasingly.
This is the place. Here
Faces turn to the bonfire
To be warmed; they glow.
Crowds gather. My hand
Takes yours, holds tight, to keep you:
Safe; with me; always.
Broad sweeps of colour
Begin to paint a mural
On the horizon.
Small mittened fist grasps
a sparkler. His hair, bright blue,
mirrors the fireworks.
A tumble of stars
Pour from above, a stream of
Crackling energy.
The haven of you:
Your neck smells woodsmoke and wool
As I press nearer.
The sky blazes light.
No magic, just gunpowder.
A fierce, wild wonder.
The brightness steals my
Breath (or perhaps the lines of
Your face in profile).
You hoist him up on
Your shoulders. He squeals, a pure
Wriggle of delight.
The big finale:
Silver sparks ignite the sky.
My heart flames with joy.
Author:
birdsofshorePairing: Harry / Draco
Word count: 177
Rating: G
Warnings: Er, haiku
Summary: A baker's dozen of haiku, for Bonfire Night
Author's Notes: For
omi_ohmyDear Omi: I wanted to write you something to say thank you for all your loveliness. I am frustrated at how flawed these are, when I wanted to write something beautiful for you, but they were written with ♥. I recently learned that haiku can mean 'puff of smoke on the air': I hope you like these puffs of smoke for Bonfire Night.
Moonlight gleams on your
Bright head of hair. Our breath meets
In puffs of vapour.
Booted feet crunch dry
Leaves; I pause to gently taste
Your sweet wine-spiced lips.
We swing him between
Us as we walk. His small weight
Grounds me pleasingly.
This is the place. Here
Faces turn to the bonfire
To be warmed; they glow.
Crowds gather. My hand
Takes yours, holds tight, to keep you:
Safe; with me; always.
Broad sweeps of colour
Begin to paint a mural
On the horizon.
Small mittened fist grasps
a sparkler. His hair, bright blue,
mirrors the fireworks.
A tumble of stars
Pour from above, a stream of
Crackling energy.
The haven of you:
Your neck smells woodsmoke and wool
As I press nearer.
The sky blazes light.
No magic, just gunpowder.
A fierce, wild wonder.
The brightness steals my
Breath (or perhaps the lines of
Your face in profile).
You hoist him up on
Your shoulders. He squeals, a pure
Wriggle of delight.
The big finale:
Silver sparks ignite the sky.
My heart flames with joy.