the hunger artist
craves the lightness of mayflies
drifting without mouths
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Rather creepy – love it!
Thanks–I had no idea what to write for this prompt, so spent the morning looking at blogs written by/for anorexics. Scared the crap out of me.
Oh that is very good, I’m still struggling gona have to sleep on it I think
Thank you, Bruce. I am off to get some lunch 😉
No mayfly here…this mouth works.
Wow … love this one !!!
Thank you, GS!
So interesting – the hunger artist is confused me thinks. Not a good craving. Well done as always, Susan.
Thank you Elle–she is definitely confused.
Sounds like a prayer of a someone with an eating disorder.
Spot on.
Wow! This is amazing! Hunger artist – what an apt description for a challenging illness! Marvelous haiku!
Oh, thank you, Barbara. What I read yesterday…well, it will stay with me for a long time.
Looks like you and I went to the same place. Your haiku is haunting.
Oh, thank you. What I read yesterday is still haunting me.
Anorexia and its terrible effects…
You have painted a scary image, a kind of flying nightmare, good!
Oh, thank you–scary place to be.
‘Hunger artist.’ Lovely and apt description. ‘Yon Cassius has a lean and hungry look.’ Stomachs must eat, Susan and I would rather be fat and jolly. (in a healhty way) :-). A fine and powerful Haiku.
Thanks, my friend! I would rather be thick & healthy, myself!
Good one. I like the line ‘hunger artist’ … maybe I feel sometimes such a artist, because I hope to become a wellknown author in my country. Have published two novels, but can’t live of it 🙂 meanwhile I continue my work as a oncology nurse.
Oh, I feel you!
In some way, I think, there is a hunger artist lurking in each of us…
Starve
There very well could be.
There’s a lot in eleven words.
Yes–the inspiration for the longer poem yesterday.
I have an eating disorder of the opposite variety 😛 My heart craves the heaviness of pizzas.
oh, me too, Leo 😉
pretty cool this is. how about this for play.
the hunger artist
craves the lightness of beer
without the drift of beer belly….*L*
LOVE!!!!!!!