Showing posts with label free verse. Show all posts
Showing posts with label free verse. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 10, 2018

Love Interest

How do you compound our love?
Annually;
Semiannually;
Quarterly;
Monthly;
Weekly;
Daily:
or continually?

Tell me,
Please,
The nominal interest rate you use!

Our incompatibility comes
Not from our lack of interest,
But
From our different expectations
Concerning this investment.

Wednesday, February 14, 2018

Free Verse Poem for Valentine's Day 2018

Happy Valentine's Day, 
From a nonperson. 

No, 
I am not a robot, 
I am single on Valentine's Day, 
And, therefore, I am a nonperson, 
Because, as everyone knows, 
Single people do not exist on Valentine's Day. 

Am I jealous? 
Maybe. 

Am I cynical? 
Possibly. 

Am I bitter? 
I will answer this question 
After I have written 
A bitter love poem. 



Monday, February 05, 2018

Free Style not Free Verse Poetry

Lately, I've found myself writing a lot of free style poetry. What is free style poetry? It is similar to free verse except that it has rhyme, that appears to be random. Sometimes the rhyming words are random, but many time they are deliberate. They are deliberate because they emphasize the theme or the subject. 

I stare at the screen 
And the words go out of my mind. 
I try to type, 
But writer's block makes me gripe. 

Monday, January 29, 2018

Is my blog in a rut?

Yes, because all I'm doing is writing poetry without stating the forms or experimenting with new poetry forms. There are hundreds of forms that I could be using, but the only forms I have worked with, in this blog, are free verse and free style. I define those as different forms. 

Free verse contains no end rhyme, while free style contains end rhyme. Sometime free verse contains internal rhyme, but this is an accident. The rhyme in free style is not random, all though sometimes it appears that way. 

I need to get out of my rut, therefore, I have to take a different approach to my blog entries. My goal for this blog, is to post at least three times a week. I think the best way to do this, while getting out of my rut is to compose the entry a day or two before so that I can research a poetry form. I, also, need to write about other, poetry related subjects. 

Sunday, August 20, 2017

Oriental Echoes: To Machout


Written while listening to Quant en moy. 

Oriental echoes 
Clash with the rising west, 
Strings and voices via for attention, 
Rising in unity voice echoes voice. 

Saturday, August 19, 2017

Creation Saturday: The Pain in My Left Foot

The memory of you 
Has become a dull ache, 
Like the pain in my left foot 
Caused by a stone bruise on my instep. 

Your memory 
Is an old injury 
Receding with time, 
Like the ache in my foot 
As the bruise heals. 

Now, 
I can look forward to a day, 
When the wound of your memory disappears, 
Like an ingrown toenail 
Removed and dis cared 
With yesterday's trash. 

It wasn't always this way! 

There was a time 
When the memory of you 
Sent shar stabbing, burning pains 
Through the core of my being 
Like a rusty nail 
Penetrating the sole of my shoe 
And piercing the ball of my foot. 

Sunday, January 29, 2017

On the Last Sunday in January 2017

Jamál (Beauty), 12 Sulṭán (Sovereignty), 173 BE - Sunday, January 29, 2017 AD About 12:13 PM Pacific Standard Time 

On the last Sunday in January 2017, 
I contemplate the events 
Of the past week, 
The  past month, 
And the past year. 

On the last Sunday of January 2017, 
I feel the fear reverberating 
Through my neighborhood, 
Through Las Vegas, 
Through Nevada, 
Through America, 
And across the planet Earth. 

On the last Sunday of January 2017, 
I say a prayer of protection 
For those who 
Through no fault of their own 
Are stranded 
And facing an uncertain future. 

Thursday, January 19, 2017

Thursday Thoughts: Halfway through January 2017: A Poem

Istijlál (Majesty), 2 Sulṭán (Sovereignty), 173 BE - Thursday, January 19, 2017 AD about 11:14 AM Pacific Standard Time 

It's halfway through January 2017 
Without any resolutions 
Because I every year I attempt and fail 
So this year I'm trying something different. 

It's halfway through January 2017 
And I've placed the year in God's hands 
I'm asking for assistance to finish 
Editing, rewriting, composing 
And increasing my financial viability. 

It's halfway through January 2017, 
I'm setting weekly goals 
To accomplish the stuff 
I need to accomplish 
While attempting to spread my wings.