Short nonfiction piece, triggered by my nostalgia for childhood summertime. It was inspired by this post, which I heartily recommend. In fact, I recommend the whole On the Borderland blog, it is a fabulous read. I remember summer. The slow breeze of the hillside, the warm rain, the soothing perfume of linden flowers and playing …
Coming Full Circle
A bit late, but here it is, the very last poem for this year's NaPoWriMo. It was fun while it lasted, so I decided to take on the last official prompt as a sort of homage to the project: Today’s prompt asks you to write a poem incorporating at least three “I remember” statements. This …
Of Bath-tubs and Card Games
I thought that for once I'd be able to do the NaPoWriMo challenge without missing a day, but apparently I was too quick to judge. So today I had to make up for yesterday, as well. I don't really mind it, though, it seems that a day's break from writing poetry did wonders for my …
A Matter of Standing Face to Face…
On day 27 of the writing challenge I was in the mood to write a pantoum, as I haven't done this in a very long time. And I made full use of my long-standing obsession with faces. Faces Flickering faces So old and worn Can at times be spotted In the winding river. So old …
Not-Quite-Mourning
The prompt for NaPoWriMo today was absolutely brilliant: For today, I challenge you to write an elegy. Classically, an elegy is a poem written in response to someone’s death, a poem of mourning and remembrance. Your elegy can be about a specific person, a group of people, a pet, a plant, even an idea. I …
More of Japanese Forms
A bastardisation of the dodoitsu form for today. Not very creative, but an interesting first, I suppose. Lips One by one, I read the lines Of your lips, in an attempt To find hidden tenderness. Desire smoothed them.
A Gruesome Fairground
So... I'm afraid a gruesome, eerie, unpolished rondeau will have to do for today. That's all I could come up with. Carousel The dancers going round and round, Etched on a carousel of sound; They would unfold their battered skin With every skid and every spin, But to the fairground they are bound. For every …
Feasting on Memories
This comes a bit late, but at least I've managed to write it. Today's NaPoWriMo prompt was In honor of Earth Day, today I’d like you to write a poem about a plant. Flowers, of course, have been the subject of poems since time immemorial, and continue to be a source of much inspiration. But …
Walking Like a Fool
I was inspired to write a poem about journeying today. Dedicated to all wayfarers, but especially to my friend R. (you know who you are!). The Wayfarer I didn't just up and leave on the spur of the moment, you know. I always knew that I was going to run away sooner or later, and …
Short Journeys to Heaven (in Poetic Form)
Going back to my love for condensed poetry form once again, I have decided to write a sequence of lunes today. A lune is an adaptation of the haiku to the English language, and I have tried my hand at both versions of the form, the Robert Kelly (5-3-5) and the Jack Collom (3-5-3). And …
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