ㅁ the poem starts out with energy full of ambition and big plans but then as the lines proceed concepts are forgotten syllables cut off words are unused things get terse shorter stop
– a nonnet.
Category: My Poetry & Fiction
Caveat: Poem #2011 “Detail”
ㅁ space and time unfolding operating not quite like clockwork more like a blind person reading out each moment's steps in a tactile way across knots tied in tiny strings made of ether
– a reverse nonnet.
Caveat: Poem #2010 “Swonk”
ㅁ Swonk! Some snow tumbled down out of a tree as the falling flakes shifted back to cold rain transforming all the landscape into a tableau of churned slush mostly quiet except for the dripping.
– a reverse nonnet.
Caveat: Poem #2009 “Into that good night”
ㅁ I spend my time around old people people who nurture their anger and their fears and resentments they craft conspiracies to frighten themselves insult objects dread yet crave gentle death
– a nonnet.
Caveat: Poem #2008 “The procedure”
ㅁ walk along behind the dog among the trees that grasp fog then record it for the blog
– an englyn milwr.
Caveat: Poem #2007 “In the lee of the mountain”
ㅁ The rain can bring windy days, but from the southwest. It stays calm right here where our house lays.
– an englyn milwr.
Caveat: Poem #2006 “Reserved”
ㅁ there's a pile of books just there by that other one worth reading I guess
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2005 “A pink unicorn”
ㅁ she needed it wrapped for a three-year-old's birthday: a pink unicorn
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2004 “The internals”
ㅁ I hear what I want. Easier to make up words than to understand.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2003 “Gone”
ㅁ The dusk was purple, the fog, thick. The trees had gone wherever trees go.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2002 “An unsnowing”
ㅁ A great unsnowing unfolded itself across branches and gravel showing the rains' souls in the ice-bottomed puddles and rushing streamlets.
– two stanzas in haiku form.
Caveat: Poem #2001 “False muse”
ㅁ Off in the future, a poem I want to write takes shape and then fades.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #2000 “And yet”
ㅁ You'd think that by now I'd have just given it up: this daily writing.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #1999 “Colder”
ㅁ When it's cold enough the icy road's driveable 'cause it gets sticky.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #1998 “Forty-ninth stanza”
ㅁ Kiamon maybe once thought to herself "might just be better to put on a shelf; face all the ways that we each reach our end; face just the fact that the gods' wills don't bend."
– a quatrain in dactylic tetrameter.
Caveat: Poem #1997 “Eventful commute”
ㅁ Just past seven mile, the car spun out on smooth ice. Still... I got to town.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #1996 “Benevolence”
ㅁ The moon was fullish and smiled down on well-aged snow whitening the night.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #1995 “Without physics”
ㅁ Those oscillations... What's time got to do with it? That's just how it works.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #1994 “The world vs the trip to town”
ㅁ It never just rains but it pours and makes more ice for driving pleasure
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #1993 “The social environment”
ㅁ Negativity All those close share it with me So I succumb too I wax negative About everyone's anger Sure. Let me join in! I can savor it All the terrors and worries Better than beauty
– a poem constructed with three haiku stanzas.
Caveat: Poem #1992 “Forty-eighth stanza”
ㅁ Kiamon gazed at the fog on the lake weather had forced her to take a short break. Still she grew frustrated, time passed her by... hopes were obscured just as clouds hid the sky.
– a quatrain in dactylic tetrameter.
Caveat: Poem #1991 “Without striations”
ㅁ my mind was a flat expanse where only a few ghosts dance meditations left to chance
– an englyn milwr.
Caveat: Poem #1990 “It’s better that way”
ㅁ as awakeness fades slip into solipsism other worlds flicker
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #1989 “Homogeneous”
ㅁ I'm a kind of paste of pure unmotivation these recent wet days
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #1988 “Life summary”
ㅁ Sometimes I try, but... I'm bad at interacting alone's easier
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #1987 “Adaptability”
ㅁ The power went out. The air outside swarmed with snow. So I built a fire.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #1986 “Miracle”
ㅁ The cancer grew and made a stand, but doctors made it die The years have passed both slow and fast and somehow I'm still spry.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
Caveat: Poem #1985 “Awaiting a program to run”
ㅁ The morning is not here yet. I cast about, thoughts a net, adrift, opinions unset.
– an englyn milwr.
Caveat: Poem #1984 “Still dead”
ㅁ In hospital, I realized I was dead: a ghost abroad in lands just dimly lit. I wandered past the wails of those in pain aware of only dust and aimless paths.
– a quatrain in blank verse (iambic pentameter).
Caveat: Poem #1983 “Slide”
ㅁ If Christmas were a country road, the presents made of ice then that would be my daily drive and really not so nice.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
Caveat: Poem #1982 “Layers”
ㅁ Some inches of snow attempted to cover ice but then more rain came.
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #1981 “Wave function collapse”
ㅁ we are all just ghosts if we fail to pause and look but looking, we live
– a pseudo-haiku.
Caveat: Poem #1980 “New year, new weather”
ㅁ Last year, it had snowed. This year, it's now raining hard. Piles of snow, undone.
– a pseudo-haiku.