A haikai is a series of haiku, set off on the theme of the opening haiku, the hokku. How quick and easy that was. (This reminder) (1.) Background of my phone, two lovers… he kisses her, she beams total joy. (2.) Forever tender; Always, they are suspended in love you can’t touch. (3.) The day…
Tag: micropoem
on fearing vulnerabilities (micropoem & poem)
(your hands were up) A symbol of surrender But I was intimidated by your vulnerability I emptied the barrel Ink bled across the page. Self/Abnegation I would have flown to her then Kissed her like I was Fighting death’s lips Demanded her to spend the rest of her life Tied up with mine If only…
3 micropoems
Happy winter solstice. As I close this day and prepare for my final deep meditation of the night, I depart on a few micropoems that, beyond what most of my readers will know, say much on the reflections of the past seasons, all in analogy, of course, to nature. (canon) Like a river you rushed…
when the world shatters
i. when the world shatters it’ll have been my hand splintered and cut for the remorseful idiocy of holding it out for you. ii. i am the child that touched the stove and too much enjoyed the show of melting flesh to hear my breaking, painful cry. iii. hope is the most dangerous possession so…
heaven and night: micropoems
Scraps I found while cleaning out some files from many years ago. I’ve always loved micropoems. (brocade) Sky burst with confetti flame. As a child, I believed heaven was in the sky. War thunders in my chest. Twice a year, I live to see heaven burst. (the final say) You’ll never find me jealous of…
too open, honest – micropoems
(would be said) I. Trying not to think about How it feels at night Your skin, mine i. How good it feels To be so tied At the soul and mind Unbreakable ii. How lost then In silent bribe accepting To cut my tongue Sake of your peace II. I’ll never stop wanting To mimic…
(because I was tired of your constant public reminders I was only almost beautiful)
A micropoem – – – I swallow the drinks he serves Like it’s your touch – The alcohol warms me in places Your kiss would have landed.
oral sex – a micropoem
You speak ejaculate – Take care with where you spill your words, conceiving notions and ideas perhaps, you weren’t ready to see carried out.
throwback: fire
Fires Under foot Ignite the heals of my heart These words I gave to you No use for them on my tongue now Keep what you will I walk away on ashes and coals Letting the pages burn
Feature by unFold
Nothing new to contribute today, but I had a chance to login from Haiti and see one of my micropoems featured by unFold. unFold specifically publishes tweet-sized pieces of poetry and they are a pretty fantastic addition to have in your feed if you are active on Twitter. Check it out!
clarity in ink
Sometimes, words strike me in sentences before I’ve comprehended the message. A servant to the pen, I write. And all at once, I’ve been forsaken the ability to apologize For who I am Because you will never find another like me – Who am I to feel sorry for that? The most meaningful…
Back to school: micropoems
My family of friends is spread across the country, but a great majority of them reside still in Texas and in DC. Today, literally about a hundred of them either started school themselves as students, teachers, or parents of little ones. I did not join them for the first time in fifteen years, but my…
Sharkey Speaks 