Short truce, or: Respite to regain strength

A 'Septolet' Ukraine seizes the initiative and liberates swathes of territory. Russia proposes a “short truce”. 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.

Straits, or: Expanses

A 'Cascade' poem I struggle every day to make ends meetAnxieties pummel me into broken gravel Worn ragged, it's a stretch to say I'm freePressure grinds rough at soul skinned rawBuses; clocks; jobs; child; chores; back|forthI struggle every day to make ends meetPump me full of alcohol, caffeine, courageLiquid channels wind through foggy stuporAnxieties pummel… Continue reading Straits, or: Expanses

W3 Prompt #16: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Intro Dear friends, Welcome to our W3 Poetry Prompt, which goes live 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 (PoW), which participants respond… Continue reading W3 Prompt #16: Wea’ve Written Weekly

Jerusalem, or: Haifa

I cheated on Jerusalem with Haifa of the free; free; free of strife, of tension, not to mention: of hostility; Floating in Haifa, 'pon the sea, squinting at the sun, one with wave breaks, done playing brave; beaming, having fun; I cheated on Jerusalem with Haifa for a time, time, time; heart charting its smooth… Continue reading Jerusalem, or: Haifa

A mishmash of thoughts on Ukraine

Showing solidarity with Ukraine Earlier today, I noticed a Ukrainian flag graphic on WildChild47's (Pat's) blog, and, liking the idea, I added a flag to the right-side column of my own blog with the words (borrowed from Pat): in solidarity with Ukraine - на солідарність з Україною Well, I suppose that now everyone can be… Continue reading A mishmash of thoughts on Ukraine

To be, or: Not to be

My 2nd Duodora EPIGRAPH: To be, or not to be, that is the question:Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to sufferThe slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,Or to take arms against a sea of troublesAnd by opposing end them.(from Hamlet, spoken by Hamlet) Sitting, thinking about rhythms and rhymes; syllables and forms; lines and enjambments;… Continue reading To be, or: Not to be

Give me freedom, or: Give me death

My 1st oddquain Free- dom requires resources, unless 1 refers to the right 2 die Murisopsis' Scavenger Hunt Muri is running a poetry scavenger hunt this month and an oddquain about poverty is #6 on her list. This is also the first in a series of seven oddquains that I'm writing for my #APoemADay challenge,… Continue reading Give me freedom, or: Give me death

Freedom, or: Limitations

EPIGRAPH: The enemy of art is the absence of limitations.- Orson Welles (1915-85) Deceptive freedom Everywhere | boundaries Awareness sets free Shabbat & Pesach (Passover) Dear friends, I am offline for two days until sunset on Sunday so I will be unable to respond to your comments until then. I'll miss you 🙂