ㅁ The frost congealed upon the road, that path where cars would go; the road itself engendered ice, it didn't need the snow.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
ㅁ The frost congealed upon the road, that path where cars would go; the road itself engendered ice, it didn't need the snow.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
ㅁ A dog pursued the car with hopes of catching it at last. The driver stopped to greet the dog, the dog's surprise was vast.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
ㅁ the smiling man took over my dream like a malign force of nature setting up a place to work with destructive machines up beside the road and then began a long rant about trees
– a nonnet.
ㅁ Detach your mind from local things and let it roam the world; a mind is made to do such stuff: abstractions come unfurled.
– a quatrain in ballad meter.
ㅁ The snow continued failing to appear instead the rain persisted with its task. The trees received more water than they'd like, the sea was washed but surged, indifferent.
– a quatrain in blank verse (iambic pentameter).
ㅁ I dream I'm in Mexico City, all mixed up with Seoul's suburbs; subways take me strange places; a stray cat follows me; I'm on my old street: federales in black cars, smoking, watch.
– a nonnet.
ㅁ A pilot's theory about the earth is likely oppositional: the earth is an obstacle best to be avoided, by necessity handled gently, touched lightly... solid fear.
– a nonnet.
ㅁ Still, the world continues: the divisions of the calendar seeming arbitrary, assembled like children's blocks into precarious constructs, implausible in the face of time.
– a reverse nonnet.
ㅁ The year tumbled along like other years, an aimless, intricate clockwork, the days its gears and levers, the nights its enclosure, until it wound down, ticked more slowly, and unsprung; digits flipped.
– a nonnet.
ㅁ drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip drip this month's been a neverending drizzle
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Pie awaits consumption, but I left it... ...in the fridge at work so I have to wait.
– a tetractys.
☆ Star. Eagle. Gold Branches. Snowboarding bear. Pickup truck with tree. And other ornaments. Some hovering hummingbirds. Lights arrayed throughout - tiny points. Scattering of boxes with colored bows.
– a reverse nonnet, summarizing the Christmas tree at work.
ㅁ Bright half moon suspended among the damp clouds which briefly parted to release the night.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Those Martians opted to explore the world. They traveled in their spacecraft here and there. The forests drew them, silent and alive. A bear, a deer, some trees - these things were real.
– a quatrain in blank verse (iambic pentameter). This poem is an intentional sequel to poem #541, and I think that context is important.
ㅁ Dream: syntax without words, random patterns... and my phone was broken so I was lost.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Trees lie down only when they're done with life. At least they're very patient while they stand.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ Toys, knickknacks, ornaments, various things... the gift shop tries to prepare for Christmas.
– a tetractys.
ㅁ dark... silent... power's out. sometimes happens. so I sat and read a book on my phone.
– a tetractys.