Rise

For those of you wondering, I've scrubbed most of my political posts from my Blog for the time being. This left entries for 2008 at zilch. After 9 months work for the campaign, I've decided to detox from national politics temporarily. Thanks to the wonderful Eden for encouraging me to start writing again. This Blog has always served as a creative outlet of imperfection, of ugly, of onyx, of fluff, of cheese, of cliche, of originality, of et al and so on and etc. So, back to it and perhaps, once again, resurrecting "Stories of a Wanna-Be Bionic Chick" will stimulate my brain to mix and shuffle letters around on a screen to construct a few pretty/punchy/cutting/entertaining lines.

For starters, let's ease into this together. Baby toe, come on in -- the water is warm:

Summer's end is a proper season for Haikus. Here are some that just celebrated their 1 year old birthday. Happy Birthday little Haikus.

Haiku 1:
Her hands, big levers,
Sliding in gear, till I'm heaped
and spent beneath her.

Haiku 2:
I climb, her body
like a Redwood, lips linger
at each nook, each limb.

Haiku 3:
Little fireworks,
Crack / Bang! throughout my body.
Surely, she's the match.

Haiku 4:
Mere thoughts to touch her
Pins teeny wings to my heart;
starts all the flutter.