Category Archives: Winter

ordinary rapture ( pardonnez-moi)

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at least we weren’t speaking french

there was another music etched between us

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etched between us, music notes no other could sense

‘specially in this midnight light at the hush-hush bus-stop

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stopped hush-hushed, this midnight light made ‘specially for us

cold lapping our bare legs, while tidal-tongues go lava-like

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tidal tongues turned lava-like, our cold bare legs lapping each others’ shores

eyes closed, listening for the bus, but not, ear buds in, connecting us

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us, listening, not for the bus, but for the budding connection without ears or eyes

goosebumps raised like brail, jingle-jangled to each touch

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touching raising goosebumps meant as maps, like jingle-jangle trail

dead-scroll pilgrimage attempt washed up on bus stop bench

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attempt a scroll on a dead-phone,stopped, this bench a washed-up pilgrimage

at least we weren’t speaking french

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not a haiku

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NaPoWriMo day 27:-

to write a “duplex.” A “duplex” is a variation on the sonnet, developed by the poet Jericho Brown. Here’s one of his first “Duplex” poems, and here is a duplex written by the poet I.S. Jones. Like a typical sonnet, a duplex has fourteen lines. It’s organized into seven, two-line stanzas. The second line of the first stanza is echoed by (but not identical to) the first line of the second stanza, the second line of the second stanza is echoed by (but not identical to) the first line of the third stanza, and so on. The last line of the poem is the same as the first.

cornucopia cold feet

what happens when ?

unicorn wants to turn on the heating but can’t not

because he is hoof-full and finger-less

but because of the cost

and a magical horn won’t cut it

he curses, willing winter dismissed (for good )

he’s a summer horse, awaiting a miss ( of course)

he deserves more than this!

he stamps his frozen feet

shakes his silver sweet forelock

to no avail

flicks the whites of his tail

as shivers quiver his withers

he fails to notice

across the planet

ripples are felt and ice melts

closer closer closer to home

warms the globes of his heart

his cold cold heart.

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p.s

hey, boy

what does a unicorn have for tea!?

mind your own business, lass!

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not a haiku

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https://www.napowrimo.net/

NaPoWriMo day 5 :

write a poem about a mythical person or creature doing something unusual – or at least something that seems unusual in relation to that person/creature. For example, what does Hercules do when he loses a sock in the dryer? If a mermaid wants to pick up rock-climbing as a hobby, how does she do that? What happens when a mountain troll makes pancakes?