We all use our own version of words from time to time like thingamajig, moster, Snart when you sneeze and fart at the same time. Squitch to rummage around Textpectation Hiberdating…when somebody ignores friends because they are dating Ambitchious..striving to be more than your normal bitch! Smurry Ee. Cummings used them in his poetry he… Continue reading Made up words
Category: Poetry
The loop poem.
Loop Poem Loosely, a loop poem can pertain to any type of poem, there is no rules on length or rhyme or meter, only that for each stanza or verse, the last word of a line becomes the first word of the next line and the last word of that line becomes the first word… Continue reading The loop poem.
Footnote
Hot sun, running fast , dry throat sweating, panting, heavy slope, On the brink of decline, Dive into a vat of wine, Now trying to stay afloat, Running from life. Footnote
Lines in poetry and found poems!
Poetry is made up of lines and stanzas….in prose it would be sentences and paragraphs. So what is the difference between the poetry and prose variations? Don’t they do the same job? ….Well not exactly The line is a unit of words typically written to have a specific effect…such as a line break …a pause,… Continue reading Lines in poetry and found poems!
The dark of the night
I lay on a bed in the dark of the night. Dressed all in satin a sensuous sight, A sacrifical pose, From a satanic rite. You are beside me your breath on my skin, I welcome your presence, A reprise to begin. My world and my lover you left me, chagrin, Now you are back,… Continue reading The dark of the night
Flying …..oh woe
I am in a plane a few miles in the air, A passenger jet with no room to spare, I sit in a rare thing, a space with room for my knees, My bum fits the seat with a just a little squeeze, I was worried before, because I knew the plane seats are tiny, … Continue reading Flying …..oh woe
Shapes of desire
Plunge
Sharing time with you Makes me happy A respite from reality A secret space Touch and embrace Feelings of insubstantiality Wrap around me Like tendrils of morning mist Clinging, hard to resist Sharing time with you Is the pinnacle of my week … Continue reading Plunge
Tidal Wave
Touch Zing tidal wave Ride Atop breathless, crave Swept away Into the Sky Feet Never … Continue reading Tidal Wave
The dit dah of life
The dit dah, dit dah of his life, Morse code, Flashing lamp, Programming breaking lines The patterns of disordered Strife. Hand held out, Grasping, Momentary gratification, Plucked fruit spoilt by handling He acts without doubt. The boom, boom of life, Ego… Continue reading The dit dah of life
Converging Lives. Sounds, Silence and Imagery 