Category: Poetry
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Read more: The Clue | A Villanelle
I wish I knew how to quit you* Although my heart breaks at the thought. But neither of us has a clue. I gazed into your eyes and knew This crazy love would come to naught. I wish I knew…
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Read more: The One
Recipe for a Fibonacci Poem 1 syllable for the first line 1 syllable for the second line 2 syllables for third 3 syllables for fourth 5 syllables for fifth 8 syllables for sixth 13 for the seventh If it’s true…
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Read more: Almost
Three martinis in: Night breeze whispers your name and I can almost feel you — swear I sense your presence — almost feel your caress, taste your lush, greedy lips as they brush mine. Almost. Almost. I inhale deep deeper…
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Read more: Bringing It
Whenever you bring something new to the table it stinks up the room.
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Read more: Mind’s Eye
The Naani form is a four-line poem that has 20-25 syllables. The first two lines provide the subject that the next two bring to an interesting close. Memories of the lifeWe should’ve sharedLive happily ever afterIn my mind’s eye.
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Read more: Spiked
Spiked like the cherry punch at my senior prom, slower than Sunday afternoon in the Delta, and softer than a kitten’s sigh but with a kick like your Papaw’s shotgun — leaving me with the sweetest hangover that flat-out would…
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Read more: Waiting | A Jisei
They’re waiting for mea family reunionon the other sidecherry blossoms witheringa final, waning sunset
