ㅁ Birds in trees as rain falls make their noises which I find are undecipherable.
– a tetractys.
Category: My Poetry & Fiction
Caveat: Poem #2596 “An attempt at a description”
ㅁ Light, and dark, with other iridescent... let me start again: there was a sunrise.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2595 “Stargazing”
ㅁ In a dark moment the lights under my keyboard twinkled like the stars.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2594 “The random dog that joined the walk”
ㅁ A random dog came, decided we would walk him all the way back home.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2593 “Darth Slug”
ㅁ The slug was all black. It slithered cheerfully there. I named it Darth Slug.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2592 “Arrows of intent”
ㅁ the map showed arrows, an unlikely optimism: the potential world
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2591 “Acknowledging the gravity of the situation”
ㅁ a gust of wind blew some yellow leaves hurled themselves down against the earth
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2590 “Memorias de Chile mientras en Alaska”
ㅁ Sol invicto yace suelto duerme ya detrás de nubes. Viento nos sugiere cambios. Lentamente mar se sube.
– una tirada en métrica romance.
Caveat: Poem #2589 “Trailing insomnia”
ㅁ I woke too early, couldn't sleep. Well, sometimes that's my fate. I rose and found some food to eat. Now, five AM seems late.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
Caveat: Poem #2588 “The circus”
ㅁ The world was like a circus tent, performers left and right. The problem at this show, you see: you're stuck there, barred from flight.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
Caveat: Poem #2587 “The monologue along the road”
ㅁ The dog set forth his arguments by barking at the car. The car ignored his attitude and drove off fast and far.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
Caveat: Poem #2586 “Piles of sighs”
ㅁ Things began to slow. The day yielded to evening and the sighs piled up.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2585 “Working hard lately”
ㅁ I have been so tired. Today I woke up at four. I went back to sleep.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2584 “Standard procedure”
ㅁ the morning took steps to ameliorate night and dispel darkness
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2583 “Downrange”
ㅁ Down in the ditches, dodging rocks, excavators... immersed in my dreams
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2582 “A celebratory slide”
ㅁ The rain arrived to end the dust, the birds took it in stride; the slugs jumped out into the grass, to take a little slide.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
Caveat: Poem #2581 “So tired”
ㅁ My body was tired, so then my brain stopped working, which was quite awkward.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2580 “The alien”
ㅁ The sun's alien in this rainforest landscape. I await its going.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2579 “Pogo whacker”
ㅁ the "pogo whacker" is a thing for compacting, pounding down the rocks
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2578 “The Demiurge”
ㅁ labor attached to land real-life geofiction machines to move the stones and dirt change things
– a cinquain.
Caveat: Poem #2577 “Zombie banality”
ㅁ future was arriving like a dim sleepwalker devoid of useful agency but real
– a cinquain.
Caveat: Poem #2576 “The floor is open to comments”
ㅁ some ravens at six-mile congregate and flap around discuss the weather
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2575 “Riggin’ fit”
ㅁ So Richard told me 'bout when Joe... he had a "riggin' fit": it happens when a thing don't work, so you get mad at it
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
Caveat: Poem #2574 “The worm’s lament”
ㅁ I trimmed some wildish plants to clear the spots where work is planned. A crawly worm got in my shirt "Get out, you bug, you're banned!"
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
Caveat: Poem #2573 “Napping at dawn”
ㅁ sleep slips in takes over just a moment and i can dream i'm shouting at the moon
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2572 “A dog’s annoyance”
ㅁ The dog had seen the baby bear, she wanted to give chase. The leash prevented fast pursuit: frustration on her face.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
Caveat: Poem #2571 “Fish worship”
ㅁ fish create obsessions and burning needs among visitors to this remote island in southeastern Alaska and it's all people talk about when socializing around the town
– a reverse nonnet.
Caveat: Poem #2570 “To get where you’re going”
ㅁ A nonnet starts from some position and unfolds itself with slow steps - a teleological, but not quite knowable - journey down a path to simple ends, with only lonely words.
– a nonnet.
Caveat: Poem #2569 “Climate description”
ㅁ Summer in rainforest: still quite a bit of rain, with a few dry days here and there; trees' smile.
– an cinquain.
Caveat: Poem #2568 “Map thing”
ㅁ The map demanded my work, took form out of my mind's murk... this mapping thing - that's my quirk.
– an englyn milwr.
Caveat: Poem #2567 “Breakfast”
ㅁ so, eating oatmeal, sitting, looking out at clouds that turn pink and gold
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2566 “Traffic jam”
ㅁ our rough, gravel road hosts maybe nine or ten trucks going by each day
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2565 “Routines of interaction”
ㅁ Arthur has trouble asking for help. Instead, he positions himself nearby, and cusses loudly. If I ask him not to, he'll apologize, but then forget. This routine is what works.
– a nonnet.