Happiness, A Midweek Motif at Poets United
Poets United, Midweek Motif – Happiness First, some process notes. There is an advertisement campaign going on at the moment, appealing to us to “collect our happiness in three designer’s glasses”. The...
View ArticleNew Year’s Eve
Happy New Year, all. 2014 was terribly dynamic and dynamically terrible. I don’t believe in happiness and unhappiness anymore. Perhaps, indifference marks the end of glorious age. A Party Poem The...
View ArticleSinking, not singing
### Sinking instead of floating Growling instead of singing But when I look in the window glass, the outside hides its grass. Blinking instead of goggling Crawling instead of prancing But when I open...
View ArticleViolet
My friend, Kristjaan, hosting the wonderful blog of Carpe Diem Haiku, is never tired. He offers daily, weekly and seasonal prompts. He holds contests, features many translated haiku and great pics. His...
View ArticleAm Writing: What’s the Big Idea?
Am Writing, Your Eyes To my loving husband, E. Am writing about the light in your eyes which I know of but rarely do take the time to stop and stare at, to sweetly think of. Am writing about the gross...
View ArticleSolitude
Summer is a difficult season for poetry, in my experience. I write just scanty notes, scribble them here and there, because I hate to see the computer and there’s no time to sit at it for hours. So, in...
View ArticleMelodrama
Process notes? Not really. Who can say what it means, or what caused this? I can’t. Just read. Enjoy. I hope you can. Melodrama Death is not easy Unlike melodrama Silence is heavier than hot teardrops....
View ArticleFloods
Some more summertime poetry I wrote on notes and retrieved much later. There were many floods last summer, lives were lost and people remained homeless and poorer than before. ### The Floods Around...
View ArticleThe Spring Is Trying
This is my Sunday Whirl participation this week. Rather surprisingly, on time. It’s been a terrible beginning of March in this part of the woods, to be honest. No more waiting, here is the pool of...
View ArticleSpiritually Loaded Bracelets and White Wine
This is my first ever participation in the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads prompts. A lot of my friends poets are there and have been poeming to their prompts for a long time. I have just boarded....
View ArticleRot While You Speak
Sunday Whirl #214 Rot while you speak, here, before me The distant decay of the chirping worm will stop and sway here, before me. The easy path won’t foster your fight The amber secret won’t deal us...
View ArticleThe Kick-Ass Princess
Amazed with my soul that sighs in silent music tones and busts in awful failures. The system needs restart to the level of awesomeness it enjoyed a while ago. My head’s a mess, even more so than my...
View ArticleWake Up, Shake It Off
A Sour Love Poem Going with my fingers through your greasy hair, I remembered how much I wanted to touch you in spring how much I desired your lips in the rainy afternoons while walking to my private...
View ArticleIt’s November
I’m not doing NaNoWriMo this year. But I’m doing the November Poem-a-Day and I plan to make it like the first time. Through! The prompt for today is not a very new one. But when you’ve done it over 10...
View ArticleSurrender, it’s still November
Today I continue with the November Poem-A-Day Challenge. The prompt is to write a Surrender poem. This one goes to the beach again. Do I miss summer? Surrender The pretty toes I dreamt of having Of...
View ArticleUnited in November
That title should actually be “United in October” because that’s when the academic year starts here, and that’s my main reference in this poem. But, since it IS November and this is my original...
View ArticleDivided in the Whole
I rarely write the second poem for the two-for-Tuesday prompts. To be honest, I never do. I guess this time I did because it’s still the beginning of the month and I have a lot of enthusiasm about it....
View ArticleOnce Upon a Writing Class
This prompt is not very new. I remember writing to it at least once before. I wasn’t happy with the result. The poem you see is the second one I wrote today because I didn’t like my first attempt. I...
View ArticleSummer Simmered Down
There has been a long break in this month’s poeming and posting. Here comes the Day 7 Simmer Down poem The days went slowly collapsing into rain The empty alleys gazed in their deep red silence Hushed...
View ArticleSubmerged in Autumn
After several really freezing days, empty of poetry, the Indian summer is here. At night you can see the golden sea on the street. Submerged in Autumn One night the sky was brown And soft The air warm...
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