Today’s NaPoWriMo.net prompt is to write a terzanelle. After three attempts, I kind of like it, though I have not quite hit upon the right subject for it yet. In any event, this poem is my second attempt at the form. The late arrival sat in the corner and coughed The MC was on his third beer [...]
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Vignettes (a poem)
A series of vignettes on this early morning… I The city lingers in my mind a ghost in search of a metaphor Even a bad one will do— the identity doesn’t care what it is as long as it exists In the meantime it is protected II I once drew the eight of diamonds but [...]
The writer’s morning (a poem)
What will this day bring? This, for starters… Facing the blank page on a brand new day What marks will I make? What will they say? Will I cross them out and try again? Perhaps I’ll stare at the ghostly photographs inviting new inspiration What if the images trigger no thoughts? Will I write anyway? [...]
Uncharted (a poem)
I thought this might be about one thing, but now I’m not so sure it isn’t about something else… Would we drown? If we go swimming within unsure what to expect unprepared for the depth of the waters… What if? Could we put aside all the things we haven’t been saying and allow ourselves to [...]
Youthful discretion (a poem)
Inspired by a photograph… She reminds me of someone I once knew I don’t hear from her anymore I guess I can’t blame her I had my reasons but they seem so frivolous now It’s too late for everything wishful thinking means nothing second chances don’t exist The walls are too high this time and [...]
The imperfect document (a poem)
I do not usually use tabs or indents when writing poems, so this one is a bit unusual for me. (I hope the formatting works.) I wrote this while listening to a Fripp & Eno bootleg LP from 1978… Recorded in haste capturing something unexpected [...]
The poet’s dilemma (a poem)
Lots of shorter poems today… They do what they want my plans don’t matter The words have a life of their own how they respond is not up to me They are not interchangeable—I am (20 January 2015)
Saturday morning (a poem)
Now back to some regular poeting… The November 29th prompt in The Daily Poet: Day-By-Day Prompts For Your Writing Practice, by Kelli Russell Agodon & Martha Silano, is to ‘[w]rite a poem that begins with the next thing anyone says to you.’ If nobody else is around, it suggests calling somebody up, or turning on the TV or radio, [...]
