Category: Poetry
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dVerse Haibun Monday
The bird bath is frozen, and the house stares out on a silvery fog. Crows on the hop. On the lawn. Pepper on white. Onyx on the hop. They argue. They joke. It’s a caw a caw — it’s a stabbing incantation as their beaks seek small creatures hidden in the soil, hidden like deep…
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Found dVerse
Erasure source: “The Poem of the Future” by J.R. Solonche from Invisible. “Pulvis et umbra sumus” (We are but dust and shadow.) ― Horace, “The Odes of Horace”, written for dVerse
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Words for Gnomes
The 7th and 8th of May I had a friend, a fixed-face woman who wore her chiselled chin with pride of place. She rose at dawn to look for work, and when I asked her where hope would take her feet that day, she said — Anywhere there are rolling hills, singing children, and people…
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Friday’s Gnomes Forms: “Sijo”
Poetic Form: Sijo: Three lines. Each line varies between 14 and 16 syllables, with the middle line the longest. The first line states a theme, the second line counters it, and the third line resolves the poem. for: Gnomes Notes: Taarab (or tarab) def https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Taarab
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Twiglet #44 “a bare room”
Dear Departed It looks like the outside in here with shadows feasting on dust, on webs and invisible draughts, and dried leaves dancing the floor. A creaking space. Empty. No echoes of your goodbye goodbye goodbye. Twiglet #44 “a bare room”
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Friday Forms: #2 Wood Smoke
Kiss Us Bye Wax the moon, and scrub the sky, Our days of summer, Our ways of green. Drown in amber, ruby leaves, Still as baby’s sleep, still My days shall speed. Oh when autumn comes, blossoms Kiss us bye. Greenest promise, Ever after, summer falls. Acrostic poem form for Gnomes
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