Соус, or: Соул

Pronunciation mess Word sauce Соус ➜ soh-oos My own ingredients ferment Betray identities Sharpen distinctions Burn my tongue Соул ➜ soh-ool I'm bottled, jarred Spilled out onto the Shattered shards of broken empires Soh-ool music swallows Mispronunciations mine Add flavor Thicken the soh-oos with Some plot d'Verse poetics: What’s bubbling? At d'Verse, writers were encouraged… Continue reading Соус, or: Соул

Fireworks, or: Ferris wheels

A 'Septolet' Russian soldiers fleeing for their lives. Putin inaugurating new Ferris wheel; fireworks over Moscow. Septolet? The Septolet is a poem consisting of seven lines containing fourteen words with a break anywhere in between the two parts. Both parts deal with the same thought and create a picture.

Ablaze in embarrassment, or: Lesson learned

A haibun Cheeks ablaze in embarrassment, I stare at the computer screen in the privacy of my office. The email I'm reading does not contain all of the information necessary for me to complete my report, and it's my fault because I forgot to ask one particularly pivotal question of our representative in the field.… Continue reading Ablaze in embarrassment, or: Lesson learned

Staged, or: Busted

A limerick The young thespian's tears stole the show; Offstage, though, they continued to flow, for at one unlucky junction, her wardrobe did malfunction, and two thick socks flew into the first row. d'Verse prompt: Compound Me! At d'Verse, poets are encouraged to choose at least one compound word from the list below to use… Continue reading Staged, or: Busted

Mailwoman, or: Policewoman

My response to d’Verse’s prompt for Haibun Monday: ‘Walk with me down Memory Lane’ I have poor long-term memory, but an amusing recollection came to me as I was perusing my limited memory banks for this exercise. Between the ages of 1½- and 3-years-old, I lived in Columbus, OH, while my father was a visiting professor at Ohio… Continue reading Mailwoman, or: Policewoman