To Fill In The Blank
Nixed additions
Mixed renditions
Motley lot of
Null ambition
Hung in heedless time
Faithful letters
Filed by fetter
Field on grounds of
Nothing better:
"Nixed" begins the line
I write poems to pass the time, and sometimes it turns out well. Updates most weeks, usually on Tuesday. 2011 was a year for narrative works, generally using standard poetic tools. 2012 will be focused on homophonic and backwards/forwards pieces.
Tuesday, December 27, 2011
Wednesday, December 14, 2011
The Cat on Christmas
The Cat on Christmas
Whisk her whys
Pause, outstretches
Whiskers, wise
Paws out, stretches
Loosing wrappings, owners
Loosing rappings on her-
She hightails for now
Later, she
Licks her furr for
Liquor fervor
Hushes clamor
Huh? She's clambered up-
*
the
t ree
c ome s
c ra s h in g
down
Whisk her whys
Pause, outstretches
Whiskers, wise
Paws out, stretches
Loosing wrappings, owners
Loosing rappings on her-
She hightails for now
Later, she
Licks her furr for
Liquor fervor
Hushes clamor
Huh? She's clambered up-
*
the
t ree
c ome s
c ra s h in g
down
Monday, December 5, 2011
The Sightseers
I declare myself King of Homophones.
The Sightseers
Camera digests
Comrades, I'd just
Enable
An able
Two-wrist slump
Tourists lump
Memento made, just
Momentum, adjust
Attention to guide
A tension tug, I'd
Better carry on;
I'd not be left behind
The Sightseers
Camera digests
Comrades, I'd just
Enable
An able
Two-wrist slump
Tourists lump
Memento made, just
Momentum, adjust
Attention to guide
A tension tug, I'd
Better carry on;
I'd not be left behind
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