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triptripfall
Trickle trickle drop by drop down drip drip try try to stop Close too close too close to call too little too much to nothing at all Here there there bye smile by smile leaves,leftbut left, but stays a while roundmerrygoround roundrounditgo triptripfallfall riprip patchsew
The Tell
April 30, 2013
[At first I wrote this as a longer, elaborate, wordier poem. But as I read it, I realised I only wanted its essence. The rest was fluff.] What is this, a game of poker? We're in a place where no one knows her And you're hiding your cards from me You don’t tell me and […]
a girl danced (a triolet)
April 23, 2013
[Poem #22 with #23's prompt. Since I usually write most of my poems in iambic tetrameter, I didn't think I should pass up today's NaPoWriMo prompt to write a triolet.] I saw one night a curious sight: A girl danced with blue midnight’s stars; Familiar-brown, her hair, dress white, I saw one night a curious […]
sirocco (a haiku)
April 22, 2013
sandy satin sigh slowly simmer swirling smile sensing sorrow’s spy #21 of 30 poems
honey honey
April 21, 2013
[Day 20. I read PostSecret tonight having made the decision that one of the secrets there would inspire today's poem. Sure enough, it did.] He chose me, you know Didn’t want to let go Told me I’m the one, said he’d come undone if I’d ever leave, his sorry ass would grieve, cry, beg me […]
thirst (a haiku)
April 19, 2013
(Alternative title: Mother Earth & Father Sky) warm drops of water quench her parched barren soul: silently he weeps #19 of 30 poems
dolor
April 18, 2013
slow persistent burn cruel knife twist turn no time to let go busy wanting more wanton lovers live nothing left to give love wicked and dead fucked up in the head vodka potent pills drown for lack of gills world [fade-out]-of-sight longest lonely night #18 of 30 poems [I thought I would write […]
She&He
April 17, 2013
I enter your arms a cocoon of comfort and I enter my own Personal Universe and no one else can touch allthegoodthings inside it untouchable all the love inside it untainted there is no one here except you and me it’s always warm and comfortable and We can see the swirling lights of the other […]
tulips (a haiku)
April 16, 2013
garden brightening bulbs red yellow pink white orange —who planted the black? # 16 of 30 poems
cypherers
April 15, 2013
[Day 15. Halfway point. Today's NaPoWriMo prompt is to write a pantun. Although that encouraged me to pick the abab rhyming style, this didn't quite turn out to be a pantun. Oops.] Some people, they write for pleasure While some write for more than fun With depths you cannot measure, Of whispers that weigh a […]
to the boy
April 14, 2013
said he: this and that i want no other i want if you’re lucky you got cards here face down yes see this is me the prince charming the prince ineffable whisking sweeping tantalising mm-mm huh queeee-een uh heyyy… no no look here this is me the joker colourful the jester carefree laughing teasing mocking […]
x-y &z
April 13, 2013
Writing & feeling intertwine where two meet in its time and space, a spark flickers, a little flare Tangents then spring forth from that place; In only one both of them care. And thus a story comes to life… Such is the glorious quill’s might. #13 of 30 poems
Hide hid hidden
April 12, 2013
[For Day 12 of NaPoWriMo. This isn't a particularly pleasant one (to say the least), touching on a sensitive topic. One of the tags is Lolita because their ages were the same. Similarity also lies in the crime. And stuff related to the perpetrator.] A volcano, within, rages When her mind fills with images Of […]
cataclysm
April 11, 2013
[Day 11 of NaPoWriMo.] Footsteps resound, an empty hall A shadow walks along the wall Covered in robes, hood on his head Hurries to the enchanted bed Gathered around the others were Waiting for him, their souls astir Sparks! His staff hits marble floor, A flick of his wrist slams the door Eyes fearful-pale he […]
it rained today
April 10, 2013
it's raining i hear th nder u i see li gh tn in g crackle i don't hate the rain today isn't that something? a window instead i open and sit by it intoxicated by the smell of wet earth i can see rain drops in puddles hazy streetlights reflected on drenched roads then suddenly […]
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