Category Archives: Narble Furt
Haiku–Adorning Ink
My decorationsare only for the world andeverybody. (photo: musely.com)
Haiku: Days of Sand
Sand under my wheels–Ain’t no words for how it feels–Just one of those deals. (Photo: Narble Furt)
“Mister…?”
A young boy, dressed in clean but threadbare jeans and a shirt that might have once been red, took in my leathers and my road-weary black Harley. He then shot me a look that was older than he was. “Mister? … Continue reading
Cleavage Trap
Her passionate eyesheld mine as she elegantlyvoiced her heart’s intent.When she looked awayI snuck a peek into her cleavageand immediately looked up,embarrassed, apologizingto the sky and allthe women in my heart.But I chanced another glance as soon as I could. … Continue reading
Reading Admonition
Reading poems– a bronkbuster, a recovered drunk, a morning iconoclast; all tell me: write something with velocity, not half fast. (Paul Zarzyski: Gordon Stevens; Richard Hugo: Hugo House; William Stafford: American Academy of Poets)
Haiku: Each of Us a Star
We all want to shine– surely, the light from inside, each of us a star. (plant: imgarcade.com; person: alamy.com)
Haiku: Mist Opportunity
Low cloud off the sea envelopes everything, beading the dark stones. (shore: pixabay.com)
Haiku: Fitting Flit
I think the word flit was invented by someone watching chickadees.
The Other Blog
Dear Readers, Guess I should mention that I’ve started writing again on my Life O’Wryly blog. Not sure if it’s writing or rambling. I’m hoping some of it is entertaining. You decide. If you’re following the Narbles, give a thought … Continue reading