ㅁ heavy snow frozen night icy road crisp winter damp drizzle slushy afternoons absent sun second winter clear day overcast day unrepentant snow desultory spring this alaskan summer lasts a day or two before the rainforest reasserts itself prioritizing precipitation heavy rain hungry potholes brown leaves insistent autumn
– a quennet.
ㅁ I dreamed I wrote some nifty code to solve my business needs. The dream-world seems to have forgot that's not where retail leads.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
ㅁ So, death and dreams each take their toll they interrupt our thoughts; the one can stop things for all time, the other's just three dots...
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
ㅁ the week has begun though time is just a seeming a week's an eon
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ lost motivation enjoyable inertia just taking a break
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ Past. Future. Or right now. We sort things out. The arrow of time sometimes becomes bent.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Pause. The wind disabled the power lines. It was like an unannounced camping trip.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Find some words, write them down. They will make sense, as long as you present them in order.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ light arrives quite slowly as winter comes the equinox has passed and clouds persist
– a tetractys.
ㅁ down seaward the rain fell disconsolate losing herself in the biting gray waves
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Time swallows intentions gradually, like a slug dining on a fallen leaf.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ i saw pyramids... a hypnagogic moment in the predawn hour
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ The treehouse still waits. I had meant to improve it, but summer passed by.
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ Kiamon challenged the facts that she found; someone'd created them, spread them around. Lacking in proofs, she just studied the clues, finding strange holes in the logic of news.
– a quatrain in dactylic tetrameter. The continuing ruminations of a fictional character, Kiamon.
ㅁ "You've got some dead links." "I think that's a sign of age for web designers."
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ I tripped on my stairs. Gravity assaulted me. That hurt my feelings.
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ A rainbow appeared. Light and water, prophecies briefly manifest.
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ Bits of stone were seen, crafted into roads, clearings, washed clean by the rain.
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ The wind, it returned. It scooped up bits of rainfall, sculpted into spite.
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ Kiamon woke from her dreams with a start. Somehow she'd lost herself inside some art: paintings her grandmother'd done long ago, cabins in forests and wide fields of snow.
– a quatrain in dactylic tetrameter.
ㅁ moon is full fall harvest happy chuseok today is the korean thanksgiving
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Driving home last night, I saw the bold sun, setting... out there behind me.
– a pseudo-haiku.
ㅁ Dreams crowded by worries and random thoughts; then, a lucid moment, levitating. Flight above... but control was elusive; I saw a child trapped in a prison cell.
– two tetractys (tetractyses?) enchained.
ㅁ Cup's empty. Seems someone drank my coffee. Probably that was me, still not awake.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Blood flowered on knuckles, along fingers. Those beastly barnacles were fighting back.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Days eaten by rainclouds, intemperate challenges toward the laconic earth.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Stress shows up, settles in, uninvited. My gut ties itself up in baroque knots.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Black ravens swirled like storms congregated. They'd found something they wanted to discuss.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Don't even bother me. I'm sure you're just making all this shit up.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Sun shone down, but the light wasn't summer's: the afternoon sun's angle has shifted now.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Dream: future Mexican dystopia - robotic programmers stacked like firewood.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Words start slow, tumble out... then suddenly: whole sentences spill out like a burst pipe.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Clouds became luminous scintillating stray beasts colliding like gray goddesses.
– a tetractys.
