we laid the altars
gathered in circle cast words
calling down the moon
elements each their
own direction power rides
every word and flame
Writer, Artist, Photographer
11 Oct 2012 Leave a comment
in Blog 365 Challenge, Haiku times 2, Poetry
we laid the altars
gathered in circle cast words
calling down the moon
elements each their
own direction power rides
every word and flame
10 Oct 2012 Leave a comment
in Blog 365 Challenge, Haiku times 2, Poetry
earth – its third motion
aperiodic third move
over balanced spills us all
the wyse prepared us
against barbaristic lapse
prophet’s twenty twelve
09 Oct 2012 Leave a comment
in Blog 365 Challenge, Haiku times 2, Poetry
I would like to leave
walk or drive but I cannot
because she cannot
I would run away
but I must stay gentle bonds
like bands of steel bar
my way unbroken
porcelain doll midst it all
at long last she sleeps
08 Oct 2012 Leave a comment
in Blog 365 Challenge, Haiku times 2, Poetry
the tree holds tight its withered
leaves loathe to face frost’s
bitter bite unclothed
unbecoming rags belie
her grace hold no warmth
deny the natural
order of nurture for spring
usurped by a shroud
07 Oct 2012 Leave a comment
in Blog 365 Challenge, Haiku times 2, Poetry
breaking bread sharing
table conversation drink
all arms laid aside
a moment of truce
contemplating a lifetime’s
possibilities
05 Oct 2012 Leave a comment
how does one write away a day? 
wine running warm in my veins
wandering from room to room
touching the embroidered duvet
on the futon that is my bed
glance and smile at the flickering candle
on the small altar in the corner of my room
the cat who sits on the stool beside me
knows life times nine and shows
no outward quaver
life surfs on
04 Oct 2012 Leave a comment
oblivion but none came
nor euphoria nor
altered plane
just
a steady numbing yet i
heard it all and saw
it all missed not
a single
thing
he was indeed a poet of
no mean proportion
a short-lived van
gogh of
words
bent to self-destruction on
his path to knowing
no mouth just lips
a line drawn
thin
lids distort the sound of eye
crepe covers brittle bones
dry laughter dying
hardly heard at
all
times i wonder why we bother
what is the draw spoken raw
pleasure pain parallel of
love and hate vicarious
life
do we want too much to feel or
taste anything that we take up
everything so greedily we
chase the siren’s
call
03 Oct 2012 Leave a comment
in Blog 365 Challenge, haiku, Poetry
Fifty thousand words
written in thirty days time
pen at the ready.
The National Novel Writing Month site went live earlier today. I’m registered, of course.
Call us masochists, writers have that streak, but every year at 12:01 a.m. November first we log on by the thousands and commit to write our ‘great American novel’ or at least 50,000 words towards that end.
It’s an amazing challenge, and very many of us get through and beyond 50,000 words. Some continue to edit after November 30, and a rare few persist and actually find their way to a published book.
Those few inspire the rest of us, to come back each year with fresh ideas and go at it all over again. Hope springs eternal.
50,000 words in 30 days; that’s 1667 words a day. It’s doable folks. I intend to use 30 days of my countdown for my nanowrimo novel.
02 Oct 2012 Leave a comment
in Blog 365 Challenge, Haiku times 2, Poetry
this morning as I journaled
every breeze blew their
golden yellow rain
past the sill of my aerie
glad rags to mourning