Today I decided to have another try at the triolet, a form that I find very appealing, yet terribly difficult to master. Like the haiku, it is one of those forms that look deceivingly simple, but are hell to get just right when you sit down to write. Without further ado, here's my most recent …
Secret Lives
I suppose I'm still hooked on Leonard Cohen today, because I couldn't get In My Secret Life out of my mind as I was writing the day seven poem. So here's the result: (DAY 7) Confession I must confess, I have a life beyond all this, an existence you know nothing about. In a place where …
Something I’ve not tried before.
Yesterday I already had an idea for a poem, so I didn't follow the daily prompt, which was to write "a golden shovel", i.e. a poem whose every last line must be a word from another poem. I thought that was an interesting idea, though, so I decided to do that today. The result is …
Journeying and Poetry
Today's poem was written in light of extreme sleep deprivation and what seemed like a never ending and therefore surreal hopping on and off cabs, coaches and planes. That says it all, I think, so here it goes. (DAY 5) Suspended Life It must have been like this in my mother's womb: a soft buzz …
Smooth and Claustrophobic
I'm afraid today's poem isn't particularly cheerful (not like the previous ones were drops of sunshine either). Well, I suppose all the stress is finally catching up with me... Now then, a lune, as per today's prompt. I wrote another couple lunes two years ago, and those have a considerably more hopeful tone to them, …
Mental Collage
So I started day three of NaPoWriMo with every intention of following the (non-compulsory) daily prompt, which was to write something in the vein of an incantation or a nursery rhyme, which I thought was a great idea. I had great fun writing something like this a couple of years ago. But I actually wasn't in …
Myths and Fairy-Tales and Bags
I haven't felt very inspired to write today, so I had to push myself a little. The result was a rather heavy, bulky poem that reflects a lot of my wishful thinking. Especially the bit about the carpet bag - hell, I've been wanting a carpet bag ever since I first read the Mary Poppins series as a …
Back for the Poetry
It's been just about a year since I last posted something on this blog. Oddly enough - and that probably says something about me - I've made my comeback because of (thanks to?) the National Poetry Writing Month which I can't seem to be able to give a miss. Been too busy and preoccupied by …
Farewell Gogyohka/ Day 30
Finally, this year's NaPoWriMo has come to an end (so to those of you who had been looking forward to getting rid of my Twitter/Facebook lyrical spam, this is it. For now.) I had a lot of fun doing this and it definitely helped keep me sane throughout what turned out to be a very …
Hurried Exchange/ Day 29
Almost there, folks, almost there... You're one day closer to the end of my lyrical spamming... [EDIT] This poem can now be read in an edited version over at the wonderful Eunoia Review.
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