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

Parenthood, or: Empathy

A 'Minute Poem' "Please!" she cries, "Just one minute more!" Child eyes implore. Firm, I insist, Though those eyes mist. "Turn off your tablet, or I will!" Bitter tears spill. She shuts it down ~ With sulky frown. "Tomorrow's school! You need to sleep! Come now, don't weep!" Soft, sweet lips pout... But it's lights… Continue reading Parenthood, or: Empathy