She was him, or: He was her

Poetry Partners #29 A poem by Yasmin of 'yaskhan' She was him He was her They were one They were free She had eyes that knew His heart’s glow A smile that filled the space When spring made its way to their eyes In the zephyr’s abracadabra All the places they were at a loss… Continue reading She was him, or: He was her

Ripples, or: A renga partnership, IX

"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, IX

Sentenced, or: Worded

My 2nd ghazal All night through my dreams, bounce ping-pong words. Sometimes just one, though... at times, they THRONG ~ Words! They fly fast and slow; both high and low; Flash heavy and light; both short and long words. Encyclopedic; scientific; Literary; fun; even some song words Making a racket, bursting rockets; Cannons; thunder; and… Continue reading Sentenced, or: Worded

Threaded with life stories and memories

d’Verse prosery So. You've finally arrived, warrior. Did you find my undead legions' welcome to your liking? They were like you once, you know… eyes blazing with foolish righteousness and deluded purpose... Well, until I plucked their mortal souls out. Did your masters teach you the anatomy of a soul, hero? Its heart is of… Continue reading Threaded with life stories and memories

Ripples, or: A renga partnership, VIII

"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, VIII

Lost, or: Found

A Byr a Thoddaid Consumed she his whole imagination... temptation, deep within. He'd turn, but would find no one there... Where'd she gone to, his lady fair? Never once did he doubt her existence ~ Sultry dances; firm legs... Friends and family were concerned ~ He came all company to spurn. He was soon beyond… Continue reading Lost, or: Found

Ripples, or: A renga partnership, VII

"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, VII

Ripples, or: A renga partnership, VI

"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, VI