Windows, or: Fourth dimension

A waltmarie Comprised of 5 consecutive American sentences A chilly breeze blows across the apartment through large, open windows. We find ourselves observing the shifting seasons, passengers through time. Our senses tingle at winter's birth, our bare hands; noses; tongues... our eyes. The frailty of bare trees and wind's colors are almost hard to look… Continue reading Windows, or: Fourth dimension

Seas, or: Sees

"When does winter begin?" my seven-year-old asks me this evening. "Well," I smile, "technically, it starts in December, which is just around the corner." Funny thing is, she already knows this - but she likes to talk just for the sake of talking; and she likes to get others talking too. The on-again-off-again rains in… Continue reading Seas, or: Sees

Dawn, or: Twilight

A Cleave poem In the form of two Tankas tall, frosted windows reflecting dawnโ€™s rays as the horizon lights up deep purple morning glories under cotton clouds opening to rain marking the autumn season harbinger of winter chill look upon a dull, brown world spelling tender petals' ends How to read a Cleave poem? Simply:… Continue reading Dawn, or: Twilight

Pitter, or: Patter

A 'kouta' poem raindrops splatter rat-a-tat pitter-patter upon wood soft tittering turns my head "Good night, Abba'chka*." *What my daughter calls me Kouta? 4 lines (an occasional 5th line may appear); A stand alone poem but often is accompanied by other Koutas with the same theme; Syllabic: variable odd numbered syllable lengths, the most common… Continue reading Pitter, or: Patter

Autumn’s fire burns slowly…

Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower. -Albert Camus (1913 โ€“ 1960) Now Autumn's fire burns slowly along the woods and day by day the dead leaves fall and melt. -William Allingham (1824 โ€“ 1889) Autumn arrives in early morning, but spring at the close of a winter day. -Elizabeth Bowen… Continue reading Autumn’s fire burns slowly…

Subtle airy chill, or: Nipples poke fabric

A 'Troiku' subtle airy chill her bare midriff draws glances taut muscles pull leash subtle airy chill drifts through my half-closed window rosy cheeks outside midriff draws glances tiny goosebumps on tanned skin nipples poke fabric taut muscles pull leash fastened to small dog's jacket oh- Autumn's arrived #TankaTuesday For Tanka Tuesday, hosted by Colleen… Continue reading Subtle airy chill, or: Nipples poke fabric

Innocence lies, or: Winter waits

A 'Diablo' poem Children's laughter rings from the street Spring's much absorbed by summer's heat Innocence lies I feel myself betrayed by youth A father's love can't shade the truth Although it tries Eyes open, I know love deceives Sure as the rainbows of the leaves Sly sin of fate's With passing years, I autumn… Continue reading Innocence lies, or: Winter waits

Expressions, or: Last hurrahs

Poetry Partners #136 'Leaf Expression', a poem by Mary Anne Abdo of 'Blue Stained Glass' Wondering through the forest. I follow blue that turns into auburn, orange and gold. Leaves falling carpeting the woodland floor below. My steps are imprinting a trail for those to follow. An eerie silence is broken by autumn winds. As… Continue reading Expressions, or: Last hurrahs