Music, or: Magic

A Choka white wire untangled jack pops into computer earbuds muffle sounds eyes scan music videos fingers scroll scroll click boom thump twang boom boom thump twang lalalalala external voices silenced nanananana internal voices silenced lalalalala disquiet bucks contentment dadadadada still- thoughts sharpen and converge po-po-po-po-poetry Choka? The most intricate Japanese Poetry form is the… Continue reading Music, or: Magic

Dopamine rush, or: Rush

A limerick-riddle 'Tis why rather than workin', I verse; Sure, rhymin's fun, though such a curse! While through my mind wit romps, Per its wont with word prompts, Meeting deadlines means my verse must be terse! (What is it?) W3 poetry prompt The above limerick-riddle was written for Brandon Ellrich's W3 poetry prompt this week,… Continue reading Dopamine rush, or: Rush

The rustle, or: Swishing

An ekphrastic shadorma long unclothed boughs expose posh homes; the rustle that distracts but a young housemaid's apron strings shyly swish-swish d'Verse poetics: The Landscape Sleeps At d'Verse, writers are encouraged to select one of four paintings and write an ekphrastic poem (in any style or form) inspired by that work of art. I selected… Continue reading The rustle, or: Swishing

Winds churning, or: Wants churning

Poetry Partners #140 'WOW', A poem by Devine Success of 'Elspen Wrytes' So? What now? I can't bow nor cow like a fowl to the winds churning that would bring turnings only to be foul. Await we, without a scowl not even daring to howl till we say, how? Wow. Elspen Wrytes: A 'Gogyลka'… Continue reading Winds churning, or: Wants churning

The Monometric, or: Creativity verses form

Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person began writing verses back and forth over the Internet. Their first project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their first oeuvre, they decided to continue their journey together; and Sangeetha came up… Continue reading The Monometric, or: Creativity verses form

Coffee? or: Oops, no.

An 'Anna' poem Another week begins; I'm here at the office; but I want nothing more than to write poetry; perhaps I should chug this coffee? Oops, no. Now I am hyperfocused on these damn iambs. 'Anna' poem? a heptastich: 7 lines; not rhyming; metric: iambic (ba-BUM) pattern; L1 dimeter (ba-BUM, ba-BUM), L2 trimeter (ba-BUM,… Continue reading Coffee? or: Oops, no.

My otherworldly verse zone

dโ€™Verse prosery My cleverest limericks take me significant effort to write; and I'm never satisfied with the results. Once I've produced one, I read through it again multiple times, endlessly tweaking the lines' wordings and syllable counts. And I certainly can't think through potential word choices or hear the music of my inchoate verses if… Continue reading My otherworldly verse zone

Focus, Shivers, or: Bitter

Three American sentences in 10 words I. #focus Whenever I begin counting syllables, I tend to lose #focus. II. #shivers She #shivers despite the sunlight, as his poetry caresses her. III. #bitter #Bitter, like all flavors, reflects feelings, not just food preferences. What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American… Continue reading Focus, Shivers, or: Bitter