I thought I'd do a backwards and forwards one because I had not done one in a while. It's a rather bland outcome of a poem, this week. I'd rather be outside.
Dynamite
Revered
Carefully sifted
Valued highly
Powder to ground
Powers magic
Shaking earth
Ringing concussions
Problem solving
Explosions
Solving problems
Concussions ringing
Earth shaking
Magic powers
Ground to powder
Highly valued
Sifted carefully
Revered
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, April 30, 2013
Tuesday, April 23, 2013
Prismatic Effect
word collage.
Prismatic Effect
this water (a summer state of mind
light childhood )
sundered into every color
the laughter smiling
afternoon possibility
bent light in a circle
back back rainbow
to to the over the
watch sun moon horizon
treasure from the shores of stars
made a pot something
visible brief of gold more
shimmering beautiful or less
mirage image acute
then there came a cloud
I stood an over
watering end the
the yard quietly moment spell
Prismatic Effect
this water (a summer state of mind
light childhood )
sundered into every color
the laughter smiling
afternoon possibility
bent light in a circle
back back rainbow
to to the over the
watch sun moon horizon
treasure from the shores of stars
made a pot something
visible brief of gold more
shimmering beautiful or less
mirage image acute
then there came a cloud
I stood an over
watering end the
the yard quietly moment spell
Tuesday, April 16, 2013
Ballet Studio After-Hours
homophones. maybe next week I'll do a word collage. any requests?
Ballet Studio After-Hours
An imaginable re-pose
An image in able repose
Imprisoned
In prismed
Simulation
Stimulation?
This mirror looks exhausted
Dusting
Dusk in
Somber hues
Some bear huge
Pointy shoes
Point issues
Sure to set the bar
Toe to heel
Tow to heal
These worn paces
These sworn spaces
Biting their lips
Biding their slip
The empty room
Holds its breath
Tuesday, April 9, 2013
The Thief
Free verse. I'd forgotten how easy things can be when sounds don't have to be considered.
The Thief
Who is this theif?
Stealing my attention
I *just* catch my breath
I won't report a crime
Be my guessed
Be a mystery
Try for more
Nothing lost
If nothing takes
This Miss Deameanor
Same thing every year
Stained from tomatoes,
The chipmunk runs away
The Thief
Who is this theif?
Stealing my attention
I *just* catch my breath
I won't report a crime
Be my guessed
Be a mystery
Try for more
Nothing lost
If nothing takes
This Miss Deameanor
Same thing every year
Stained from tomatoes,
The chipmunk runs away
Tuesday, April 2, 2013
Caw caw!
homophonic.
Caw
caw!
Raucous
carrion
Rock
us, carry on
You
liars
Your
lyre
Sees
the day
Seize
the day's
Doctrine
of decay
Awful
ganders
Offal,
dander
A
smorgasbord
As
morgues aboard
A
verse
Averse
To
burial and hearse
Insects
swarming
In
sects, warming
In
the bluster
Ravens,
buzzards
And
others, all voracious
Another
salvo raises
They
came, they saw
Crying
like macabre macaws
Caw
caw!
Caw
caw!
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