Refrain, or: Reality

My 1st Mirrored Refrain I'm as jaded as anyone, Having stared down mortality; Try though I might, I can't refrain; Rhymes mine mirror reality In poetry, I wax clever, But mind and wit are on the wane; Rhymes mine mirror reality; Try though I might, I can't refrain Beauty coaxes and beckons me; But fades… Continue reading Refrain, or: Reality

Wound, or: World

A kimo generations of humans, one after the next until they're not; words ~ our attempt at dressing What's a kimo? According to this website, kimo poems are an Israeli ๐Ÿ‡ฎ๐Ÿ‡ฑ version of haiku. Apparently, there was a need for more syllables in Hebrew. That said, most of the rules are still familiar: 3 lines.No… Continue reading Wound, or: World