ㅁ "You've got some dead links." "I think that's a sign of age for web designers."
– a pseudo-haiku.
Category: My Poetry & Fiction
Caveat: Poem #2618 “The unconscionable acts of nature”
ㅁ I tripped on my stairs. Gravity assaulted me. That hurt my feelings.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2617 “With the mountain beyond”
ㅁ A rainbow appeared. Light and water, prophecies briefly manifest.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2616 “Environmental impact”
ㅁ Bits of stone were seen, crafted into roads, clearings, washed clean by the rain.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2615 “What can be made of rain”
ㅁ The wind, it returned. It scooped up bits of rainfall, sculpted into spite.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2614 “Seventy-third stanza”
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.
Caveat: Poem #2613 “Harvest Moon”
ㅁ moon is full fall harvest happy chuseok today is the korean thanksgiving
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2612 “And a glimpse of the sun”
ㅁ Driving home last night, I saw the bold sun, setting... out there behind me.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2611 “I said to myself, ‘This is a dream'”
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.
Caveat: Poem #2610 “In need of a solution”
ㅁ Cup's empty. Seems someone drank my coffee. Probably that was me, still not awake.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2609 “Best served cold, and smelling of the sea”
ㅁ Blood flowered on knuckles, along fingers. Those beastly barnacles were fighting back.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2608 “No words”
ㅁ Days eaten by rainclouds, intemperate challenges toward the laconic earth.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2607 “Futurology”
ㅁ Stress shows up, settles in, uninvited. My gut ties itself up in baroque knots.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2606 “The congregation”
ㅁ Black ravens swirled like storms congregated. They'd found something they wanted to discuss.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2605 “Denials”
ㅁ Don't even bother me. I'm sure you're just making all this shit up.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2604 “Approaching equinox”
ㅁ Sun shone down, but the light wasn't summer's: the afternoon sun's angle has shifted now.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2603 “I slept, and this happened”
ㅁ Dream: future Mexican dystopia - robotic programmers stacked like firewood.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2602 “Not just a leak”
ㅁ Words start slow, tumble out... then suddenly: whole sentences spill out like a burst pipe.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2601 “The sky’s arena”
ㅁ Clouds became luminous scintillating stray beasts colliding like gray goddesses.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2600 “Upādāna”
ㅁ gifts given bought and sold dull detritus these physical things imbued with meaning
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2599 “Hydrologic cycle”
ㅁ storm brings rain and some wind waves on the sea rivulets run, all gray and muddy brown
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2598 “The bystander”
ㅁ Still, at ease, looking out, stolid, alert, the eagle parked herself on the pier's railing.
– a tetractys.
Caveat: Poem #2597 “Interspecies asemia”
ㅁ Birds in trees as rain falls make their noises which I find are undecipherable.
– a tetractys.
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.