Voices, or: Choices

A sijo rocking, blanketed on the porch, misty eyes drawn to weak light; motes flicker in dappled sunset; screened-in memories flutter; voices reverberate through caverns; shake up clouds of old regrets Sijo? A Korean verse form related to haiku and tanka and comprised of three lines of 14-16 syllables each, for a total of 44-46 syllables. Each line contains… Continue reading Voices, or: Choices

Mornings, or: White nights

A Choka Petersburg aflame through oppressive lucent nights bedeviled blinds blush under summer's endless stare morning alarms blare hour hands gesture haplessly at lit horizons hours indistinguishable internal clocks spin irreparably broken blankets cover eyes heads pound unforgivingly sleep irregular dream sequences liquefied molten white reality Choka? The most intricate Japanese Poetry form is the… Continue reading Mornings, or: White nights

White light, or: Refracted

A haibun Things have really been looking up of late. I've settled comfortably into my new work schedule, although getting myself to my second job in the evenings is rather a drag, as I'm spending more hours than ever before at the office during the day. I hope life continues going in this direction. My… Continue reading White light, or: Refracted

Breeze flutters shadows, or: Before nightfall

A haibun I exit in the early evening; and my city is aglow in warm sunlight. I smile. Most of the time, I don't hold any particular appreciation for the sun; Middle Eastern summers are uncomfortable. Still, leaving the office before daylight has faded... bright bus stop breeze flutters shadows sun lazes dโ€™Verse Haibun Monday:… Continue reading Breeze flutters shadows, or: Before nightfall

Her beloved’s deep chocolate eyes

Light stretched contentedly, tracing her fingers along Dark's sinewy body. Last night's lovemaking had left her spent and euphoric, as always. Soon they would bathe together and get into character for the daily augury. Dark murmured with pleasure and then, frowning, turned towards her lover. "I'm tired of the staged ceremonies, my love. I thinkโ€ฆ… Continue reading Her beloved’s deep chocolate eyes

Evening shimmers, or: Twilight eyelids

A Quadrille in the form of a Haibun The ancient Sages of the Talmud taught: Fire is one-sixtieth of hellfire; honey, one-sixtieth of manna; the Sabbath, one-sixtieth of the 'World to Come'; sleep, one-sixtieth of death; and a dream, one-sixtieth of prophecy. sunlight hours lengthen evenings aglow with shimmers twilight eyelids droop dโ€™Verse Quadrille #152… Continue reading Evening shimmers, or: Twilight eyelids

Sternlight, or: Spotlight

A shadorma barge sternlight glows through dense night fog; dim, old dock; vain gulls pose on catwalk in the spotlight; fancy themselves grand Mist by Ton Heijnen, via 500px This poem was written in response to: The Sunday Muse #210;Sammi Coxโ€™s Weekend Writing Prompt #259 Shadorma? six-line stanzas (or sestets);each stanza has a syllable count… Continue reading Sternlight, or: Spotlight