I love your newsletter, and read each issue, though I rarely comment. But today’s prompt sparked a special memory. Several years ago, I published a collection of about 500 horror haiku. That project was kicked off with this poem about astral projection:
🤯Thank you for reading! I always read yours too, but I worry real poets will hate me for messing up haiku 🫣 You don’t even know how happy you just made me🥲
This is the exact reason I’ve never tried to astral project. I’m skeptical but IF it worked, I would definitely get lost. I love it🖤
You are very much a real poet! I do think many poets take poetry way too seriously. I love the idea of genre poetry (like horror haiku!) I also have a half finished sci-fi haiku manuscript hanging around that's waiting for me to finish up some other projects.
Interesting, I’ve heard of those but haven’t ever really looked into them. With my limited understanding I would say that makes sense, without your body something like that would be easier to follow.
Oh, I did a rough count. I think I've hit more than 100! contributions now for this Horror Haiku Club, including ones I didn't post here, but my brain was jogged here.
So thanks to the 'gloom Stack for helping to keep those creative muscles toned...
Away, away now
Leave this being there sleeping
Morrow yet to come
I love the tone of this🖤 It’s almost gentle, but of course, isn’t at its roots.
Ripping the soul away! Bwahaha!
I love your newsletter, and read each issue, though I rarely comment. But today’s prompt sparked a special memory. Several years ago, I published a collection of about 500 horror haiku. That project was kicked off with this poem about astral projection:
Lost on astral plane
without GPS, how can
I find my way home?
🤯Thank you for reading! I always read yours too, but I worry real poets will hate me for messing up haiku 🫣 You don’t even know how happy you just made me🥲
This is the exact reason I’ve never tried to astral project. I’m skeptical but IF it worked, I would definitely get lost. I love it🖤
You are very much a real poet! I do think many poets take poetry way too seriously. I love the idea of genre poetry (like horror haiku!) I also have a half finished sci-fi haiku manuscript hanging around that's waiting for me to finish up some other projects.
Thank you 😊 I always kind of see poetry as the rebel’s medium.
Sci-fi haiku sounds amazing. I would love to read it!
Yes! Poetry is for rebels!
A ley line is disclosed secret of those in the know.
Interesting, I’ve heard of those but haven’t ever really looked into them. With my limited understanding I would say that makes sense, without your body something like that would be easier to follow.
Astral projection
Frightens me; I'd be tempted
To sever the cord...
Ooo, that’s a thought. Gave me the shivers.
The temptation of the irrevocable...😬
I can’t stop picturing myself floating untethered out into space and I’m having anxiety🫣
Welcome to my nightmare...!😬
No.🫠
To be or not to be that is the question…
It’s nice to think about ditching the old meat sack now and then… BEing without it.
Double double toil and trouble take on a new meaning to a withes brew . Soul mates zip line to a sabbath dance.
Um… I LOVE soul mates zip lining to sabbath! What an awesome image 😍🖤
Witches brew
And thus, the soul can live when the body dies...
That’s the question isn’t it? Is the soul tied to consciousness? Is there a soul?
Oh, I did a rough count. I think I've hit more than 100! contributions now for this Horror Haiku Club, including ones I didn't post here, but my brain was jogged here.
So thanks to the 'gloom Stack for helping to keep those creative muscles toned...
Woooo!!!! Congratulations! And always glad to be of service🫡
Astral projection:
You fly Boeing and arrive…
...before the landing
Trippy😵💫
More like bad trippy...
Last trippy😭
No drugs involved
Like a yo-yo or basket ball you rebound.
Your body knows the way home attached like a kite, snaps back when you least expect it.
Hmm… still too chicken 🐓
This reminds me of the movie Insidious 🫣
Oh man that movie 😱