ㅁ Silence. Talking is hard, always getting asked, "what?" 'Cause he forgets his hearing aids. "Nothing."
– a cinquain.
Category: My Poetry & Fiction
Caveat: Poem #2368 “Inaction”
ㅁ Thinking is just something that happens in a brain when some action seems uncalled-for: deep thought.
– a cinquain.
Caveat: Poem #2367 “Alternatives”
ㅁ I forgot my lunch. It stayed waiting in the fridge. So I bought crackers.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2366 “Down on the shore”
ㅁ The night consumed the day's concerns, and dreams piled up like stones, that tumbled down on ocean shores, collecting there like bones.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
Caveat: Poem #2365 “January”
ㅁ The winter came and dropped some snow, and ice formed on the road. But then the season took a break: a month of rain bestowed.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
Caveat: Poem #2364 “Just add water”
ㅁ Drip, drip: steady drizzle... water accumulates, saturates the cold rainforest, and flows.
– a cinquain.
Caveat: Poem #2363 “The weather report”
ㅁ The wind pushed angrily at the sea, making citadels of water. The rain replaced low volume with a mad demeanor. The stream rushed along, water-filled. The gray clouds endured all.
– a nonnet.
Caveat: Poem #2362 “A supervisory role”
ㅁ Raven drafted circles, despite the falling rain, ensuring order in the world through flight.
– a cinquain.
Caveat: Poem #2361 “The important things are not left out”
ㅁ We discussed how life can be, on this island: how things are planned... we don't see results, just gravel and sea.
– an englyn penfyr.
Caveat: Poem #2360 “As trees will do”
ㅁ The trees dream their dreamings disdainful of meanings taking all the time in the world to grow.
– a cinquain.
Caveat: Poem #2359 “Beyond reproach”
ㅁ The trees remain aloof, both from judgment and doubt. Instead they ponder the sky's depth and dream.
– a cinquain.
Caveat: Poem #2358 “Opacity”
ㅁ The trees and denizens of all my surroundings, anthropomorphized but opaque, alive.
– a cinquain.
Caveat: Poem #2357 “The universal contract”
ㅁ The earth pulls us downward, embraces our dreaming with warm tendrils of gravity, and wins.
– a cinquain.
Caveat: Poem #2356 “Morning tableau”
ㅁ Coffee getting cooler so I can take a sip. The sky outside completely dark, predawn.
– a cinquain.
Caveat: Poem #2355 “Action in the moment”
ㅁ The dog had strong desires. Guided by her impulse, and the smells of each roadside spot, she pulled.
– a cinquain.
Caveat: Poem #2354 “Unusually mild”
ㅁ December was cold, but lately the weather changed - it could be springtime.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2353 “Unfair illusions”
ㅁ I dreamed that I had insomnia. In the dream world, I lay awake. This was a difficult dream, as it made me feel tired; so that when I woke, it was as if I hadn't even slept.
– a nonnet.
Caveat: Poem #2352 “The skeleton”
ㅁ The dog sniffed along and found a deer's skeleton down by the river
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2351 “The apocalypse of the month”
ㅁ The end is nigh and people fear we've messed it up - oh no! But maybe we could notice that the past was that same show.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
Caveat: Poem #2350 “Stop”
ㅁ A kind of stasis takes a hold of me sometimes... at which point I sit.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2349 “Sixty-eighth stanza”
ㅁ Kiamon went out and into the wood hoping the time off would do her some good; but she discovered the ghosts living there, calling her name and distorting the air.
– a quatrain in dactylic tetrameter.
Caveat: Poem #2348 “An ancient tale”
ㅁ Rain challenged the trees, in alliance with the wind. The trees stood their ground.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2347 “Old habits”
ㅁ After many nights of heavy clouds, the moon appeared last night, glowing, out east over the river, above the chill mountains, illuminating tangled branches of old trees: winter's rest.
– a nonnet.
Caveat: Poem #2346 “The spectator”
ㅁ The eagle watched me, wary but also half-bored, expecting I'd pass.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2345 “Two kinds of coffee”
ㅁ a winter's coffee is just like summer's coffee but drunk while it's dark
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2344 “The loyal companion”
ㅁ Pain is a constant haunting, it stays low... not really so bad, waiting to see... maybe it's fading.
– an englyn penfyr.
Caveat: Poem #2343 “Irresolute”
ㅁ You'd think with the new year you'd do it: finally get stuff organized, start those important projects, even just clean your desk, or sort out that pile; by around five, new years day, you know: nope.
– a nonnet.
Caveat: Poem #2342 “An agenda for the day”
ㅁ The day was like the rest: began with rain. I set aside my outdoor tasks for now, preferring labor making use of brain. But all the things to do: I don't know how.
– a rhymed quatrain in iambic pentameter.
Caveat: Poem #2341 “The view from the second floor window”
ㅁ The rails bestrode the busy street; the trolley made its way. The lake beyond was torn by wind: a sketch drawn green and gray.
– a quatrain in ballad meter. The setting here is the imaginary city of Ohunkagan, in the Ragged Point neighborhood south of downtown.
Caveat: Poem #2340 “As ghosts will do”
ㅁ The ghost visited. She never said anything. Mostly she just watched.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2339 “The unknowable cartographer”
ㅁ The map revealed the new road (or made it), a bold transit, so it showed the movement from node to node.
– an englyn penfyr.
Caveat: Poem #2338 “The loyal opposition”
ㅁ The clouds remained: they'd things to do. The sea had sent them here. The trees composed a welcome song, opposing all that's clear.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
Caveat: Poem #2337 “Onomastics”
ㅁ Names are impossible spells in the world, quickly consumed by the wind where they're hurled, labels for things that we can't understand, fastened to randomly picked bits of land.
– a quatrain in dactylic tetrameter.