Vinca Haiku by Virginie Colline

Vinca Haiku

she grazes her scar
old blood the color of rust
on her maiden lace

charcoal and red smudge
nothing can make up the pain
the dark trudge quickens

tiny wallflower
you cannot hold a candle
you, periwinkle

 

The Spanish Girl Haiku

she follows the clouds
the breath of the summer wind
gently down her throat

explosion of light
the world was but a shadow
the minute before

vociferous sky
she walks through the bead curtain
the storm in her wake

suddenly the sun
the Sevillian girl rises
in a hiss of silk

Vinca Haiku & The Spanish Girl Haiku are © Virginie Colline

 

Virginie Colline lives and writes in Paris. Her poems have appeared in The Scrambler, Notes from the Gean, Prune Juice, Frostwriting, Prick of the Spindle, Mouse Tales Press, StepAway Magazine, BRICKrhetoric, Overpass Books, Dagda Publishing, Silver Birch Press and Yes, Poetry, among others.