Category: Poetic Forms
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1 June: A 50-Line Blitz Poem
Yes and X AlwaysAlways soft colours in bloomBloomBloom like a childChildChild of summer-bright desireDesireDesire smiles with secret eyesEyesEyes with flare and fireFireFire that holds a scarlet gazeGazeGaze into a heavy heartHeartHeart that knows what it isIsIs a reminder of joyJoyJoy blooming in a first kissKissKiss me soft and feather-lightLightLight as a June scented moonMoonMoon strong…
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27 May: Quadrille #202
View From Behind Closed Eyes sometimesI close my eyesand pretend that noonis midnight,and that the stars are shiningbecause “Hati-the-Wolf” neverswallowed the moonwhich caused stars to disappear, and becausewhen I close my eyeseverything is darkness,and my memory sees perfectly again. Written for dVerse Poets Poetic form: Quadrille, #202 “Darkness”. Hati the wolf is from The Elder of…
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22 April: NaPoWriMo (a haibun)
It’s lazy-hot for mid-May. A few days before she finishes 6th grade, and she can hear her mother talking, voices slipping in and out of her open bedroom window, “somethingsomethingsometimes she makes my flesh crawl,” so she knows what she’s telling the neighbour. She swings her feet off the bed, she’s wearing white cotton socks…
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10 April: NaPoWriMo – Blitz Poem
Inside a Whisper (a 50-line Blitz Poem) Every journey ends inside my eyesEvery story from me is alive insideInside, I’ve named every treeInside is the depth of one word sentencesSentences long as weeksSentences too full of wordsWords dark as sufferingWords for a tulip without its petalsPetals white as saltPetals red as a pepperPepper will float…
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10 April: A Blitz Poem that’s a 50-Line Chain Verse
I misunderstood the instructions for writing a Blitz Poem, although after seeing an example I understand it (it’s a brain thing), and I thought (&*%^!!), but since it took the better part of the morning to do, I’ll post it anyway … because as it happens, This is a Chain Verse – A descendant of…
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5 April: A Three Stanza Fibonacci Sequence Poem
A Three Stanza Fibonacci Sequence Poem From the Oracle’s Randomly Generated Words Thewind’ssingingwith our skin,storms like you and I,forests from one whispering sky, Moonspraysmooth asdiamonds,together we havethe sea’s language of life and death. YouandI saidsleep stills time.Together we haveforests from one whispering sky, Process notes: The typical fib is a six line, 20 syllable poem…
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19 March: A List Poem for a Sequoia
A List Poem for a Sequoia Bark in vertical plates of old weathered skin. Ravines. Deep as sky. Lungs of cilia breath. Clinging heart of ancient fantasy. Of petrichor scent, airborne as distant and unknown lovers. Of esters and alcohols. Of vanilla and pineapple. Cognac. A woodpecker’s sharp beak. Resin flows. Inspired by the music…
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29 January: Cinquain
Dressed for Sleep These nightsbefore spring comes,these nights dressed in flannelwhite on white like a moon risingalone. A Cinquain (1:2/2:4/3:6/4:8/5:2) for Poetic Bloomings: Five Line Poetry #474. Some artwork is created using Midjourney AI, and is identified as such in the ALT text or captioned. Imagery and poems/prose ©Misky 2006-2024.
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16 January: Magpies, Crows, and a Heron
There’s a magpie walking around the garden with an apple core in its mouth – sounds like a wire of wind within its throat. Yesterday, there were two crows fighting over a bone bigger than they were long, both in moods like darkening sky. My neighbour has a fish pond, koi, I think they are,…
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22 December: Winter Solstice Cadralor
A Solstice Light Winter solstice morning in Miami. 7:03am. The sun cuts the clouds. A sliver chases away darkness from where it hides. Below chairs. Under beds. Below bedsheets. This divine light brings me joy. Coffee on the balcony. 9:35am. White candle lit. I recite, all by memory. Eyes closed to noise. Morning traffic. There’s…
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