Action, or: Reaction

A 'Reversed Etheree' think; plot; call; travel; park; enter; browse; find; lift; turn; look; decide; walk; stand; wait; hand; pay; wrap; carry; return; check; sneak; place; hide; eat; chat; act; undress; lie; slumber; dream; waken; rise; dress; remove; bring; lay; rouse; grin; shrug; follow; watch; enjoy; hug Etheree The poetry form, Etheree, consists of 10… Continue reading Action, or: Reaction

W3 Prompt #2: Weaโ€™ve Written Weekly

Intro Dear friends, Welcome to our second W3 Poetry Prompt, which will we shall be publishing on Wednesdays at The Skeptic's Kaddish. You may click here for a fuller explanation of W3; but here's the 'tldr' version: Part I The main ingredient of W3 is a weekly poem written by a Poet of the Week… Continue reading W3 Prompt #2: Weaโ€™ve Written Weekly

W3 Prompt #1: Weaโ€™ve Written Weekly

Intro Dear friends, Welcome to the very first W3 Poetry Prompt, which will be posted on Wednesdays (hmnn.... now that I think about it, maybe I should have called it W4). You may click here for a fuller explanation of W3; but here's the 'tldr' version: Part I The main ingredient of W3 is a… Continue reading W3 Prompt #1: Weaโ€™ve Written Weekly

Bark, or: Bite [Part III]

A quadrille In the form of an Etheree [click here for Part I] [click here for Part II] "Sir? Mister? It's awful, ain't it? What she done to that poor dog..." He tore his eyes away from the screen in the window to the waif and grinned wickedly. "Yes," Mister replied, "And to think this… Continue reading Bark, or: Bite [Part III]

Bark, or: Bite [Part II]

A quadrille In the form of a Reverse Etheree [click here for Part I] the barn had been her only home, padlocked, dank, dark, with rats scurrying around; rotten scraps of food even Rex would only paw at thrown in once daily. She, more beast than girl, had crushed his skull when Mister, drunk, left… Continue reading Bark, or: Bite [Part II]

Bark, or: Bite [Part I]

A quadrille In the form of an Etheree a shiver goes through her, as she looks down at the shards. She can't afford to lose this job; she just can't. His shattered skull lies by the patio, dark blood staining her apron. She'd forgotten to check whether the neighbors kept a dog. [click here for… Continue reading Bark, or: Bite [Part I]

The Etheree, or: Form verses creativity

Sangeetha & David's new poetry project Once upon a time, two poets who'd never met in person spontaneously began writing verses back and forth to one another over the Internet. Their first poetry project took them some nine months: a 100 verse Hyakuin. Once they'd completed their oeuvre, the two decided to continue their creative… Continue reading The Etheree, or: Form verses creativity

On words, or: Upwards

My 1st quadruple etheree From the day he pulled him- self up by the bars of his crib, he could never be held down. Scampering up tree trunks, scal- ing walls... His mother lived in con- stant terror, quaking whenever the phone rang. Then, one fateful day, he set his sights upon the peak of… Continue reading On words, or: Upwards