Be for, or: Before

My 2nd Alouette Oft, I underrate My own some-day fate... Feeling I'm here for my child, Hoping to bequeath Firm blade for her sheath, Of many insights compiled. I'm mostly of thoughts And abandoned soughts, Verses my greatest pleasure. I pen ever more, Hoping that before End, she's sure of her measure. The Alouette This… Continue reading Be for, or: Before

Forth, or: Grounded

My 1st Alouette Writing on and on, Calling for black swan, Which shall soar forth from down(ed) soul, Bearing long-lost words. That rarest of birds... Without which, I can't be whole. I'm... sure it is true... Should I continue, Free, winged truth shall arise. Oh, desperately, I will this to be, Ere rising into the… Continue reading Forth, or: Grounded

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

Libations, or: Liberation

An Alliterisen Silly sprites and dancing dryads rejoice Flighty flitting faeries hug towering titans Leprechauns leap by greasy goblins Delighted dwarves feast upon luscious lamp chops Brownies boogie to sirens' song Knowing noble knight stands, self-satisfied Sadistic sorcerer now never more The Alliterisen The Alliterisen (Complex and Rhyming), a form created by Udit Bhatia, is a… Continue reading Libations, or: Liberation

Wandering words, or: Meandering meanings

An Alliterisen Silver stars sparkling up above pensive poet Trees trembling as brisk breeze blows through gnarly bifurcations Fingers feeling for lightless letters on keys Elbows resting upon stiff, supportive table top Tongue tasting tangy, satisfying sounds Words wandering after meandering meanings Squinting through thick leaves, sees self sitting 'pon a star The Alliterisen The… Continue reading Wandering words, or: Meandering meanings

Famished, or: Frozen

My 1st novelinee My parched throat stings; and when I try to form, Nought comes forth but heaving; this painful rasp. Metaphor locusts consume in their swarm... Depleted... whence... that... dry, terrible gasp? In this verse desert, there are not enough * I'm searching but cannot find quite the right * Damn... did it ring… Continue reading Famished, or: Frozen

Thanatophobia, or: Pit

It could be that the very idea of health is a plant seeded within fertile as we are unwittingly desperate as we are arable sown watered , sweat flowing from our over our down our onto our full flowering forceful , feracious , , fe,,, f f d'Verse Poetics 'Dungeons and Derivatives' The idea of… Continue reading Thanatophobia, or: Pit

Still paperclips, or: Steel wires

My 1st American sentence Unfolded haiku-paperclips pierce through pages without binding them. What's an 'American Sentence'? Allen Ginsberg, inventor of the American Sentence, felt that the haiku didn’t work as well in English. Ginsberg decided to remove the line structure of the haiku, maintaining the requirement of 17 syllables total. He felt that removing the… Continue reading Still paperclips, or: Steel wires