"and you can
shake the mountains with a whisper
and you, you speak
and I fall at your feet
and you are so beautiful
and I am so in love with you
you, you lead
and I will follow close behind"

- Lifehouse "You Can Shake the Mountains"

Just stumbled across something pretty cool. It is a call for poets to try their hand at a months worth of Haikus. What you do is write one haiku per day, and simply edit the one deviation you create called July Haikuthon (adding each new Haiku to it). By the end of the month you will either hate Haikus or be a Haiku master. I think it is fabulous, especially for training a poet on word play, etc.

It's tricky, but I think I am going to have lots of fun with it!!

If you are interested as well, here is the link to the journal:

July Haikuthon

It has been created by =Iscariot-Priest

And my heart shattered on the floor when you dropped it...I will never be whole again.

She woke smiling. The whole world a fuzzy blur as her eyes adjusted to the intruding morning light. She turned her head softly on the pillow, quiet in her guilty watching. She thought the whole world could fade, could disappear and she would always have this one solid and whole part of her life. Her hand lifted, gentle and unobtrusive, to the face before her and she lay it lightly there. Her thumb played a loving rhythm from the corner of his eye to the edge of his dirty blonde hairline. He smiled without opening his eyes, peaceful. She sighed, love echoing like a song she did not need to sing for him to know the meaning. He caught her with his arm and pulled her to him, possessive but not demanding. His blue eyes finally settled on her brown ones, charged electricity floating between them. Lips touched, butterfly light, but laced with so much meaning and depth that breaths came short and hearts beat faster. Second kiss, smiles stuck together. Morning peaked into their window, beckoning for them to start the day, they both ignored its pleading.

One moment, I only have one moment...I must use it, relish it, mold it into that perfect one moment. I am that moment, that moment is in me, and I can make it greatness if I choose to.

We are all moments...fleeting, bright moments in the starscape of time...it depends on you how brilliant your light will be, how luminous your life will blink in that one flash.