I don’t know, or: Try not to

Poetry Partners #167 'I don't know', a poem by Marvin Tordillos of 'A Poem A Day' I don't know I can't sleep I don't know I keep waking up I don't know why I am so distressed I don't know but I'm awake right now I don't know but my mind's a mess I don't… Continue reading I don’t know, or: Try not to

Chamomile? or: Lavender?

A nonet Anxiety is merely four syl~ lables: 'anx', an abbrevia~ tion for 'thanks' (for what, exact~ ly?) for one's all-consum~ ing I? e(eeeeeee), panic ringing 'tween one's ears; t(ea)? Yes! Chamo~ mile. Nonet? A nonet has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables, the second line eight syllables, the third line seven syllables,… Continue reading Chamomile? or: Lavender?

Born naked, or: Affectionate kiss

A quadrille In the form of a Double Nonet poem born naked; heart beating; anxie- ty; wailing loudly, absent salt- y tears despite harsh, harrow- ing experience; for- eign, chilly air flow- ing into ti- ny lungs; glar- ing lu- mi- nes- cence that pierces thin eyelids, tightly shut; cacophony reverberating on small eardrums; lying… Continue reading Born naked, or: Affectionate kiss

Pink, or: Blue

A Nonet In the 19th century, girls were assigned blue, a 'dainty' color; pink was 'stronger', so it was assigned to boys. Today's indoctrination's different but no less ar- bi- trar- y. Nonet? A nonet has nine lines. The first line has nine syllables, the second line eight syllables, the third line seven syllables, etc…… Continue reading Pink, or: Blue

Reason, or: Rhyme

Poetry Partners #8 'The Infinite Wisdom of Half Asleep', a poem by Rae Cod of 'Rae Cod's Writing' In that space before I wake up words are floating free Boundless without boundaries they make their call to me Rise NOW and place us on the page or we’ll forever flee I search for pen and… Continue reading Reason, or: Rhyme

Limited time, or: Pushing boundaries

Poetry Partners #7 A micropoem by Cheyenne MacMasters of 'Cheyenne Paints' Limited time Expands force Engaging purpose Cheyenne MacMasters: https://cheyennemacmasters.com/ A nonet by ben Alexander of ‘The Skeptic’s Kaddish’ EPIGRAPH: The enemy of art is the absence of limitations.–Orson Welles (1915-85) Syllables; metaphor; enjambment; meter; onomatopoeia; alliteration; rhythm; consonance; assonance; stanzas; lines; letters. Concentration of… Continue reading Limited time, or: Pushing boundaries