Release

Bird

 

RELEASE

Fly to the high sky
Fly away, there is nothing
On Earth for you now

Fall Rains

Fall Rain

 

FALL RAINS

They came along cold
Those chilling rains of fall tide
Inward time’s hither

 

 

 

 

 

Copyright 2014 Wanda Paryla

Untitled Haiku

I look left then right
There is no answer in sight
Searching stays the heart

 

 

Copyright 2014 Wanda Paryla

Seasonal Haiku

Autumn.snow

 

Seasonal Haiku (or two)

Autumn breezes blow
The world turns inward and mute
Winter shields the grave

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A shaking tree limb
Be free of the whipping wind
Blanketed by snow
Copyright 2014 Wanda Paryla

Killer on the Train

KILLER ON THE TRAIN

Your energy envelops me
Wraps me in ice

A grip I cannot escape
Is of a killer on the train

Bold and egotistical
You’re aware of how I feel

I feel you
I turn to look at you

Your head swivels my way
Your eyes meet mine

How did you know I’d look?
I guess evil has its way

We’re looking directly at one another
Your eyes on mine

You’ve seized me
I cannot move

I will not back down
Cannot hide from you

Are you wondering in the least about how I know?
No

Our eyes are locked together
Three seconds seem like minutes

I’m studying you
You’re daring me – Don’t stop

Your round eyes
Abysmal and black

Are you afraid? – your eyes challenge
I am not

Not of me?
Not of you

Only the special can see
I see

The train slows
He lets me go

I survived
Because I acknowledged

A killer on the train

Copyright 2014 Wanda Paryla

Midsummer Haiku

Strawberry

 

MIDSUMMER HAIKU

Strawberries on vines
Not thinking of long, cool nights
Pumpkins sleep ‘til fall

Copyright 2014 Wanda S. Paryla

A Father’s Day Haiku

A FATHER’S DAY HAIKU

Fall brought big heartbreak
Loss of a daddy dearest
Summer comes to mourn

Copyright 2014 Wanda S. Paryla

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I miss my father, Walter (1927-2000).

Dad

 

 

Lazy Summer Haiku

Trees

 

LAZY SUMMER HAIKU

Lazy days sweeping
Leaves of summer soft and green
Yule hearths but a dream

Copyright 2014 Wanda S. Paryla

Letter To Ganymede

Ganymede

*This is in memory of my Familiar, Ganymede. We spent more than 14 years together. This is not a poem meant to be proper or contain rhyme or reason. It’s for her and she’ll understand.*

 

LETTER TO GANYMEDE

Dear Ganymede, Princess of princes, moon to the Gods
The most precious Soul to ever leave me reeling in
A seemingly unending grief
Wondering in my own beliefs

Diamond-like eyes sparkling sage
Oh how my oddities you never seemed to see
I am an outrage, an anomaly
Disturbing in my humanity

Happy I used to be
That first time you met me
Lost is my spirit now
As I spiraled low

But stand by me you did
No matter how black
My soul reflected
Death of a girl

Bitter old woman is near
My own life I feared
You gave me reasons to fly
When I really just wanted to die

Razor in hand
Road rage is real
Cutting reality out of my heart
Looking at you killed that deadly art

You gave me a thousand motives
To live and laugh
All having to do with you
Now I have nothing

You replaced all
All men
All children
All life abroad

How can I go on
When I have nothing
Gone is the gold
Gone is the bright

Water of the moon stopped stirring
Gently flowing back through space
Zeus called his beloved prince away
Back to Olympus to stay

Copyright 2014 Wanda S. Paryla

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Halloween Party

halloween-wallpaper

 

HALLOWEEN PARTY

Goblins, ghouls, ghosts and vampires

All dressed up in their party attire

Daring mortals to come out and play

Taunting us onward ‘til the break of day

 

They hide in the shadows of Halloween night

And slip in and out of the glow of Halloween lights

They follow us then, trying to frighten mortals

And when we dare a peek, they vanish into portals

 

It was Halloween night and a little chilly

I was dressed in a costume and felt so silly

Going to a party dressed like a mouse

Assured to be laughed at by all in the house

 

I went to the address listed on the invitation

Scared out of my wits, afraid for my preservation

The yard was scary and full of mummies

And gigantic black spiders looking for yummies

 

I saw a zombie peeking out from behind a tree

And another bound in chains, moaning to be free

I saw a vampire with a glowing white face

Woe is me, I was becoming a basket case

 

Scurrying along the path to the front door

I witnessed all sorts of blood and gore

There were crying crows and screeching witches

And a couple of hands sticking up from ditches

 

And from somewhere in the distance

I heard a girl screaming with resistance

Walk I did as briskly as able

My feet moving, yet I felt unstable

I spotted a graveyard far off to the right

I felt my throat dry up and get tight

As I tried to swallow down my fright

I kept the dimly lit porch in my sight

 

 I hurried along this scary path to the door

And finally came upon steps adorned by gargoyles galore

I climbed the stairs, stepping ‘round florescent-green slime

Unlike anything I’d ever seen before this time

 

When I climbed to the top of the stairs

To my left was a skeleton with absolutely no hair

He was holding a bowl of eyeballs of brown and blue

And from where he got them, I had no clue

 

On my right there was a witch dressed in black

With eyes glowing green that took me aback

I held my breath as she said to me,

“Welcome to my Halloween party”

 

I rushed to the big black front door

Which was adorned with even more

Frightening things for my sight

Such as a pumpkin with eyes burning bright

 

As I stood in front of the daunting entrance

I took a deep breath to fight my resistance

To knock on the door with the lion-headed knocker

But knock I did, and that was a shocker

 

After a few moments Frankenstein opened

The big creaky door to invite me

Into the creepy old mansion

And I could feel my body tighten with more tension

 

“Good evening,” he said

I could feel pain building in my head

I nodded to him and fear took hold

As I walked across the door’s threshold

 

I sauntered inside but in just a few moments

My worry eased as I saw a house full pumpkins

With smiling faces as my friends did greet me

And offer me cake and a glass of iced tea

 

I saw them at the party, they were all there

My friend Sally was dressed as Cher

And my old boyfriend Stan wore hair

Of green and held in his hand a cold beer

 

I saw vampires cavorting at a snack table

But these guys weren’t from any fable

They were my friends, Doug, Sam and Rig

And I knew this party would be a great gig

 

Then I saw Andy and Nancy

They were dressed in costumes fancy

Like Samson and Delilah

Or was it Antony and Cleopatra?

 

I took in the sights and sounds

Oh my, there were goodies all around

And flashing orange lights hung in windows

Causing cheer and casting shadows

 

There were even a couple bales of hay

Where upon sat food trays

From a ceiling fan hung a ghost

And dressed in black, there was our host

 

On the staircase was sitting a scarecrow

That looked pretty creepy but mellow

Then I realized it was my friend, Daisy

Who was tipsy and feeling a lil’ lazy

 

I reached into a bowl of candy

And got a fright dandy

When a gross hand tried to grab me

Before I could get a treat to eat

 

As I walked about I saw

A dragon with big claws

Talking to a mermaid

Holding a glass of red Kool-aid

 

The tables were adorned in holiday

Table cloths in a nice array

Of orange and black

With ghosts and big-eyed cats

 

A crystal pumpkin dish

Held candy corns delish

And atop a case of books

Sat a real tabby cat named Nooks

 

Who seemed not to mind strangers in his house

Or the fact that I was dressed as a mouse

The party was just getting started

And around the rooms my eyes still darted

 

An ice sculpture of a vampire bat

In the middle of a big round table sat

With champagne-punch flowing

Surrounded by candles all glowing

 

There were sticky spider webs

Hung from walls, rafters and even people’s heads

But yet, no one was filled with dread

All were happy and so laughter spread

 

Loud and clear jazz music played

And amusement was merrily displayed

So I decided to heck with the ghouls

I’ll stay awhile shoot some pool

 

As I listened to the not-so spooky jazz

Across the room I saw a devil named Taz

And he laughed as Ken and Barbie

Bobbed for apples hardily

 

I had a great conversation ‘bout gore and ick

With a fairy who stirred her cider with a cinnamon stick

Then I hung out with a guy named, Dolph

Who was clearly dressed as a big bad wolf

 

My fears had all diminished

As I mingled with many of the delightfully devilish

And so I became quite curious

There was just no reason to be serious

 

As the night wore thin and the sun

Threatened our joy and fun

Ghosts, witches, and vampires alike

Along with a biker dude named Spike

 

Ran off into what was left of the night

Taking with them a guy and his kite,

Casper, Freddie, Attila the Hun

And then there was that very small nun

 

They went back to their favorite haunts

To climb under covers and get some sleep

And dream of next year’s spooky jaunts

Of course, I’ll be there despite the creeps

 

‘Cause nothing’s better than a happy Halloween

Full of fun, food, friends, and a few screams

Dressed as a black cat I’ll go next year

And I swear, next time, I’ll show no fear.

 

Copyright 2010 Wanda S. Paryla