ㅁ A skeleton beast rampaged somewhat cheerfully through my morning dreams.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Category: My Poetry & Fiction
Caveat: Poem #2651 “Seventy-sixth stanza”
ㅁ Kiamon noted the rats by the grate. Sunset had passed, and the time had grown late. Streetcars were scarce. A dull mist filled the air. Facing her future, she muttered a prayer.
– a quatrain in dactylic tetrameter. This is yet another random snippet from the life of Kiamon, a fictional being in an imaginary world.
Caveat: Poem #2650 “Nothing”
ㅁ motivation lost the graying skies insisted that rest would be fine
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2649 “The monotonist’s self-deception”
ㅁ These daily trees appear each day, and still you'd think I'd tire of such monotony; but each of them's unique, and proves to us the world's a space much bigger than our minds.
– a quatrain in blank verse (iambic pentameter).
Caveat: Poem #2648 “Too many barcodes”
ㅁ I didn't sleep well. There were strange snippets of dreams. Plumbing with barcodes.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2647 “Deluge deferred”
ㅁ Rain delayed: the forecast has suggested one more dry day before normal Autumn.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2646 “Pros and cons”
ㅁ Ghosts surveyed solid things, made conclusions: being spirits offered advantages.
– a tetractys.
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Caveat: Poem #2645 “What a bit of cloud-cover can do”
ㅁ air got warm... well, speaking relatively: warm enough to thaw the frost on the road
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2644 “Watch them moo”
ㅁ sad lolcow quite angry but amusing everyone there just laughing and pointing
– a tetractys. The word “lolcow” is contemporary slang – it means a foolish person who is the object of ridicule and bullying.
Caveat: Poem #2643 “The coup”
ㅁ fish refused to give up in my nightmare they even took over the government
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2642 “Long night”
ㅁ night lingered persistent into morning but the moon made a show in the treetops
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2641 “Distorted”
ㅁ stars came out did that thing wavering there enduring the atmosphere's amusements
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2640 “Shattered”
ㅁ moon shining did that thing white on ripples fragments of a prelapsarian age
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2639 “Assembled”
ㅁ sun setting did that thing the colors stacked red orange yellow green blue deepest night
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2638 “Atmospherics”
ㅁ Frost occurs as air cools close to the ground: The wind-ghosts flee and all things become still.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2637 “Seventy-fifth stanza”
ㅁ Kiamon left her old daydreams behind, knowing at this point she'd best clear her mind. Sneaking suspicions took root in her brain: people were plotting a hidden campaign.
– a quatrain in dactylic tetrameter.
Caveat: Poem #2636 “The pile”
ㅁ The raven stood beside the road, perched there along some stones. Some hunter'd left a pointless pile of disregarded bones.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
Caveat: Poem #2635 “One day’s tale”
ㅁ I used up my day. There were many small errands. But they added up.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2634 “Those unignorables”
ㅁ I drive to town a lot these days, sometimes it is a bore. I've started naming potholes, now, 'cause them, you can't ignore.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
Caveat: Poem #2633 “The circle of the seasons”
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.
Caveat: Poem #2632 “In retail it’s all about feelings”
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.
Caveat: Poem #2631 “Ellipsis”
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.
Caveat: Poem #2630 “Time’s distortion”
ㅁ the week has begun though time is just a seeming a week's an eon
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2629 “Stop”
ㅁ lost motivation enjoyable inertia just taking a break
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2628 “Bent arrow”
ㅁ Past. Future. Or right now. We sort things out. The arrow of time sometimes becomes bent.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2627 “Excursion while at home”
ㅁ Pause. The wind disabled the power lines. It was like an unannounced camping trip.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2626 “Instructions”
ㅁ Find some words, write them down. They will make sense, as long as you present them in order.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2625 “Early morning”
ㅁ light arrives quite slowly as winter comes the equinox has passed and clouds persist
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2624 “Mergers”
ㅁ down seaward the rain fell disconsolate losing herself in the biting gray waves
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2623 “Nourishment”
ㅁ Time swallows intentions gradually, like a slug dining on a fallen leaf.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2622 “Scheming dreams”
ㅁ i saw pyramids... a hypnagogic moment in the predawn hour
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2621 “The patient treehouse”
ㅁ The treehouse still waits. I had meant to improve it, but summer passed by.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2620 “Seventy-fourth stanza”
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.