Those asteroids, Sir, they’re…

d’Verse prosery "Captain, we're exiting hyperdrive just outside of the Milky Way! I'll patch us through to Grand Lord… Wait… Where…" "Where are we, Lieutenant Mark? There's nothing here but an asteroid field. Check your coordinates!" "Yes, Sir! Let's see… 71.5 by 199.5 degrees… I... don't understand it, Sir. The galaxy should be just… Oh,… Continue reading Those asteroids, Sir, they’re…

Ripples, or: A renga partnership, V

"The more you know, the more you grow" Before I began writing poetry online last year, I'd never heard of a tanka, let alone a renga. Once I came to understand the concept of a tanka, I started responding to other poets' haikus on their blogs occasionally, to show my appreciation. I have long been… Continue reading Ripples, or: A renga partnership, V

Tesseract, or: Beyond

An Alliterisen Poetry requires rich, dynamic descriptors Witty, winding words make for versatile, vivid verses Scrumptious syllables cleverly comprised of luscious letters: crispy consonants, velvet vowels Fearless phrases so saturated with mysterious meanings, pulling people into romantic realms and dreamy, dappled dimensions The Alliterisen The Alliterisen (Complex and Rhyming), a form created by Udit Bhatia, is… Continue reading Tesseract, or: Beyond

Never, or: Their wildest dreams

A kyrielle Through bedroom window, warm breeze blew. Deposited by lush forest, They floated at the threshold to Magic realm where tall trees chorused. Before them, floated small canoe... Carried them to shimmering lake. They floated at the threshold to Stars mirrored in ripples opaque. Upwards, then higher, on they flew. As threads of heavens… Continue reading Never, or: Their wildest dreams

Slushy, or: Brain freeze

An elfchen Anxiety Slurps brains Loudly through straw Rapacious, obnoxious, unwanted guest Elfchen Elfchen Row Words Content 1 1 A thought, an object, a color, a smell or the like 2 2 What does the word from the first row do? 3 3 Where or how is the word of row 1? 4 4 What… Continue reading Slushy, or: Brain freeze

Ripples, or: A renga partnership, IV

"The more you know, the more you grow" Before I began writing poetry online last year, I'd never heard of a tanka, let alone a renga. Once I came to understand the concept of a tanka, I started responding to other poets' haikus on their blogs occasionally, to show my appreciation. I have long been… Continue reading Ripples, or: A renga partnership, IV

Mare, or: Reflection

I wade in; I float near Not myself- who's that there? Can't be me; won't free me Else, I'd drift out to see No windows- no wind blows Stale thoughts heave in death throes This place's strange faces Fill the spaces tightly Swift pacing, mind racing Dreams fleeted yet chasing Depleted, now seated, Truth meted… Continue reading Mare, or: Reflection