Twas at dawn that I became aware
of her sleepless steel piercing glare
clearing night and blood from my eyes
my grip slipping from the loose hold
Eyes rendering the truth they told
She was once gold, now phosphorus
her deeds and words incongruous
exposed to the air i ignite
mental lobes burning from the heat
soaring rabidly to my feet
sanity gone, taken to flight
This can't be right, she loves me so
one final blow, confirms my plight
incongruous \in-KONG-groo-us\, adjective:
1. Lacking in harmony, compatibility, or appropriateness.
2. Inconsistent with reason, logic, or common sense.
Jeffreys Sonnet
A Jeffreys Sonnet was created by Scott J. Alcorn. It is isosyllabic (only 8 syllable per line),
2 sestets with a cross rhymed couplet (the cross rhyme is in the 2nd to 4th syllable in each of the
two lines of the couplet). Also there is a cross rhyme in the first line of the 2nd sestet (between
the 2nd to 4th syllable), tying the 1st sestet to the 2nd. So the rhyme scheme would be: aabccb,
(b)ddeffe, (e)g (g)e. The letters in ( ) are the cross rhymes.
A collection of Poems and Short Ramblings This blog is going to serve as a vehicle for publishing past poems, as well as an experiment in writing. I will write one poem per day for a year. I will include the "word of the day" from dictionary.com for that day in each poem, I will do my best.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
I never win 11/27/2007
The hand dealt
the life lead
the choices you think you didn't have
the inevitability of your bad luck
kvetching to all at all times
how you will never succeed
never make it
because it was never up to you
your decisions are yours
stop telling me about why you can't
I will gladly listen to why you can
and will
kvetch \KVECH\, adjective:
1. To complain habitually.
noun:
1. A complaint.
2. A habitual complainer.
the life lead
the choices you think you didn't have
the inevitability of your bad luck
kvetching to all at all times
how you will never succeed
never make it
because it was never up to you
your decisions are yours
stop telling me about why you can't
I will gladly listen to why you can
and will
kvetch \KVECH\, adjective:
1. To complain habitually.
noun:
1. A complaint.
2. A habitual complainer.
Monday, November 26, 2007
Independance 11/26/2007
I am foundling
I will make it
I need help here
get me to my feet
feed me, teach me, point me straight
I can take care of the rest
foundling \FOWND-ling\, noun:
A deserted or abandoned infant; a child found without a parent or caretaker.
I will make it
I need help here
get me to my feet
feed me, teach me, point me straight
I can take care of the rest
foundling \FOWND-ling\, noun:
A deserted or abandoned infant; a child found without a parent or caretaker.
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Trailer Park Enevitability 11/25/2007
Leaves screaming on recumbent branches
rooves seperating from thier joists
frisbee shingles decapitating corn stalks
crowded basements and door jams
glass and dreams shattering
frightened children
lost possessions
Tornado
recumbent \rih-KUM-bunt\, adjective:
1. Reclining; lying down.
2. Resting; inactive; idle.
rooves seperating from thier joists
frisbee shingles decapitating corn stalks
crowded basements and door jams
glass and dreams shattering
frightened children
lost possessions
Tornado
recumbent \rih-KUM-bunt\, adjective:
1. Reclining; lying down.
2. Resting; inactive; idle.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Trieptefan 11/24/2007
weighted lids of death
somniferous siren song
return is doubtful
somniferous \som-NIF-uhr-uhs\, adjective:
Causing or inducing sleep.
somniferous siren song
return is doubtful
somniferous \som-NIF-uhr-uhs\, adjective:
Causing or inducing sleep.
Friday, November 23, 2007
Mother Dearest 11/23/2007
Before you speak, Think....
Is it true?
Is it kind?
Is it necessary?
wise words from My mom written in a note to herself on her desk.
Is it true?
Is it kind?
Is it necessary?
wise words from My mom written in a note to herself on her desk.
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