Defiance, or: Gravity

A Descort poem a simple misstep causes me to stum- ble fore- wards, as my water is e- jected up in- to the air; I watch helplessly, clutching my glass so that it won't shatter up- on the flooring \\ breathe \\ in~out \\ appreciate this moment's magic; liquid's defiance of gravity captures my imagination… Continue reading Defiance, or: Gravity

All that’s for me, or: For myself

Poetry Partners #89 A poem by Christine Bialczak of 'Stine Writing and Miniatures' Happy to know that life has my back even when sorrow has given me slack I swim in the glory of water outside The colors and feelings are the mood of inside. Nothing to bother me, no problems here Loved ones, my… Continue reading All that’s for me, or: For myself

Delib, or: ately awkward

A quadrille (in descort form) Static thinking falls short when writing a descort; it is deliberately awkward, as every single line must differ from every other line in length, meter, and rhyme too, thereby forcing poets to be flexible, or at least write more irregularly than they might prefer. Descort poem The descort differentiates itself… Continue reading Delib, or: ately awkward

Literally, or: Figuratively

Poetry Partners #67 'The poem of your life', a poem by Kim Whysall-Hammond of 'The Cheesesellers Wife' You have always strived to understand when very small you deduced gravity was invisible strings tied to our feet and God sat at the world's centre pulling hard which is why He doesnโ€™t answer little boys prayers, He… Continue reading Literally, or: Figuratively