Samurai in heels

A Wayra poem

The slice of lemon
sharpened the tip of Friday
gossip sloshed and fizzed amongst
- katana lips cut deep -
left red on the rim of the glass.

© Darius the Mate

Written for dVerse.

The Wayra, popular in Peru and Bolivia, is a short unrhymed poem of 5 lines, in a syllabic structure; 5-7-7-6-8.

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26 thoughts on “Samurai in heels

  1. Those first two lines could open any poem–sharp (no pun intended) and the kind of visual that instantly takes an idea home. What I like to call pure poetry, not just words. Every line here pulls its weight, and who can’t relate to that bloody kiss on the glass, whether it’s you who left it or your own glass getting dirty. Really fine work.


  2. I knew you’d go further…but this is …stunning…in a task already fraught with tripwires you transcended all. Sincerely stunned. I am not going to pick a favourite line but gossip sloshed, the cut deep, the sharpening…masterful…and the title, oh the title!!!!!!!!!

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