Posted tagged ‘Friday Flash 55’
March 22, 2013
Dream Lids
We baled out
into a swamp–bad idea, turtle
wading onto my head,
snapper, its creased leg eye-dangling khaki,
mottled shell
a dangerous helmet. You turned
to help. “Don’t use the oar,”
I pleaded at your hoist, but seeing aim
in your eyes, shut mine,
dream lids able to shield
as needed.
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Here’s a re-write of an older poem whittled down to 55 vine-tangled words for the G-Man. Let him know.
A week of a lot of work at work. Agh. Have a great weekend.
Categories: poetry
Tags: dream poem, Friday Flash 55, manicddaily, ManicDDaily turtle on head drawing, swamp dream, turtle dreams, turtle water color
Comments: 8 Comments
March 14, 2013
This elephant looks a litlte nervous. (It’s because I am including this caption in my 55 word count!)
Cinquain On Nerves
Sinking
stomach rising
to chest, slinking to loins,
groin, purloined to fight or flight–flight
mainly.
Nerves On Cinquain
Cinquain!
Sing me some peace!
Pacify with puzzling
those wracked synapses that capsize
night heart.
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Today has been a day of very stretched nerves, leading me to write these paired cinquains for dVerse Poets Pub Forms For All Prompt on Cinquains. See the great article by A.B. Maude (a/k/a Tony). I also wrote them for the inimitable G-Man. Do not tell him that I had to include the caption of my elephant in order to come up with 55 words.
Categories: elephants, poetry
Tags: Cinquain, Cinquain on Nerves/Nerves on Cinquain, Friday Flash 55, manicddaily, nerve-wracked poems, Nervous poems, nothing like a puzzle for sore nerves
Comments: 42 Comments
February 8, 2013
Long-distance Couple Faces Snowstorm
Communication blown pre-storm:
Who needs to do
What, where, when, and why all
Possibilities are impossible (later,
What we should have done) rustles wayward
Like readying wind, but when
Prospect of being snowed-in alone is truly
Aired-you there, me here– crystally mistily
Clear–I run to the next train,
You speed to meet it.
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55 rushed words on the train posted from iPhone for the g-man. http://g-man-mrknowitall.blogspot.com
Go tell him I am hoping to beat the storm!
Categories: poetry, Uncategorized
Tags: commuting couple, Friday Flash 55, G-Man Mr. Knowitall, long distance relationship poem, manicddaily, snowstorm poem
Comments: 17 Comments
January 25, 2013
Degrees of Separation
Weather
was her faithful
companion.
No Thisbe leaned more eagerly
into lover’s chink in wall than she
towards her
thermometer; its mercurial missives delivering
(‘twixt barred glass,relentless jamb) the warning of
chill, waxing of warmth, satisfaction
of indoors. She relayed
its caresses over her arms
bare or sleeved, as Weather, window-whispering,
would have them.
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Pyramus and Thisbe is a tragic story told by Ovid and then (hilariously) Shakespeare (in A Midsummer Night’s Dream) about two lovers who were forbidden by their parents to meet, but who communicated through a chink in a wall. My Thisbe has no clear Pyramus, just Brrr… For more on Brrr…., check out the G=Man, Mr. Knowitall. He’ll give you a clear rundown.
And have a great weekend.
Categories: poetry, Uncategorized
Tags: "Degrees of Separation, a woman and her thermometer, Chink in Wall, Friday Flash 55, manicddaily, Thisbe Thermometer, What kind of sleeves today
Comments: 14 Comments
January 18, 2013
Remembered Blue
When I think of blue,
my closed-eyes mind sees green–
sheen of Minnesota lawn stretching flat
past pasture, where behind a straggle-wire
fence my grandmother straddled, impossibly,
a horse called grey as white
as her own curls, so very long ago that all
I truly remember is awe
as huge as the sky.
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55 belated for the G-Man. Go tell him to have a great weekend. You too.
Categories: poetry, Uncategorized
Tags: Friday Flash 55, Going Grey, grandmother poem, iPad art, manicddaily, Minnesota in Summer, Remembered Blue
Comments: 19 Comments
January 11, 2013
Changing the Dialogue
“A rose by any other name–”
Shakespeare says–of
smells and sweetness.
But in an age of spin and
tweetness,
“handles” turn the top.
So, why not tell it like it is
(but freshly scented.)
Rename “pro-gun control” –
pro-life;
“pro-choice” – women’s fight
against governmental
tyranny;
“environmentalism”—wealth
preservation;
“teachers and parents” – VIPs.
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55 for the G-Man!
Categories: poetry, Uncategorized
Tags: "changing the dialogue", Friday Flash 55, in an age of spin and tweetness, let's shake it up, manicddaily, political poem re political labels, tell it like it is, what we don't talk about when we talk about gun control and choice
Comments: 19 Comments
January 4, 2013
Vi(r)gilant
My rearing more classical
than equine,
I never understood why
you shouldn’t look a gift horse
in the mouth.
Especially if you wanted
to scope out
hiding Greeks.
I imagined peering down the maned
gullet, muzzle cocked, as I stood upon
a chair in High School English, faces
in the dark chest cavity torchlit,
alarmed.
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55 true and slightly toothless words for the wonderful (and very tricky) G-Man. Have a great week-end!
PS – Virgil here is author of the Aeneid, which, along with Homer’s Odyssey, is the main source of Trojan Horse story. I had to read the Aeneid in college, not high school, but I learned the story well before college – maybe even from cartoons! (As always, all rights reserved on drawings as well as words. Love to have people use, but please ask and credit!)
Categories: poetry, Uncategorized
Tags: Beware of Greeks Bearing Gifts, don't look a gift horse in the mouth, Friday Flash 55, I love Greeks!, manicddaily, Trojan Horse confusion poem, Vi(r)gilant, Virgil, what we don't talk about when we talk about gift horses
Comments: 20 Comments
December 29, 2012
Pearl Not Too Bothered By It
Cold Night – Waiting for the Furnace Guy –
I sit in a house
with hat, long-underwear, two
sweaters, coat, and non-
working furnace. Outside – several
inches (and miles)
of snow.
I find it almost helpful to bare
swathes of flesh
to the fire. You, between logs,
work on the crossword. Then the furnace guy
gets stuck and it feels suddenly
super cold.
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55 frosty (and belated) words for the G-Man. And here’s one more. Brrr…..
Categories: poetry, Uncategorized
Tags: almost passes for pleasant, cold night - waiting for the furnace guy, Friday Flash 55, G-Man Mr. Knowitall, manicddaily, no heat in house, Pearl
Comments: 13 Comments
December 14, 2012
Walnuts (Washington, D.C.)
Several
glasses of wine, blocks
of stop-start walk, still
can’t get the damn dog down
to business.
December irises make me
wonder if we haven’t wandered all the way
to Tunlaw–street where backwards
gets stuck in front–but don’t think the dog
can read in this dim light. Street signs
too high too.
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55 loopy words for the G-Man. http://g-man-mrknowitall.blogspot.com/
Sorry not to do link correctly, doing everything on mobile devices the last few days, and I’m not that good at them.
Have a great weekend. k.
Categories: poetry, Uncategorized
Tags: Dogwalking forever, Friday Flash 55, Irises in December, manicddaily, Northwest Washington Dogwalk poem, Wandering towards Tunlaw
Comments: 19 Comments
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