The Sunday Whirl
Write poetry/prose/haiku using the following 12 words.
My offering: Prose and two haiku.
At the mouth of the river
near the cave of the ancient ones
I mouth the chants and the vow
binding myself to space and time
raven circling sun
lands on broken branch
eyes gazing at me
shaking fist in anger
crook of my arm reveals scars
my last wish ignored
(Please know the last haiku is fiction for those who might worry.)