morning offering with a melon wedge; a bas-relief face seems to have bitten a chunk, and is prepared to spit seeds.
Seed Spitting Deity [Tanka]
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Surf [Free Verse]
so much power
in a lazy rolling wave
as it tips into a tube.
a column of
weighty water
piledrives:
pressing one down &
holding one in a
back-shaped divot
on the sandy bottom,
a forced pour
onto face and chest,
flowing & rolling
over both sides with
such easy skill
as to negate a
frantic, thrashing
attempt to roll free.
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Frozen Silence [Free Verse]
frozen silence.
but for the rustle of breeze
against dry grass.
snow will come,
and a crust of snow
will settle in crystalline
interlock with the brown stalks.
the snow will absorb sound,
muffling reality,
until nothing remains but
frozen silence.
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Spring Hill [Haiku]
Dogs of War [Lyric Poem]
The dogs of war are slipping. The ropes they are a ripping. The palms they are a bleeding, as citizens are reading of risks that led to slippage: of quips and of equipage, and how it wasn't expected, and courses were corrected, but still it all goes wrong.
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Overwatch [Haiku]
momma monkey, eyes and hands at the ready, foresees darting babe.
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Strange Geometries [Haiku]
Submerge! [Free Verse]
a solid, black silhouette sinks submerge! submerge! it struggles to plunge & not be kicked back up -- to not bob like a wine cork in the dark sea but it seems to have no mass to sink but the right mass to fly
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Silent Wailing [Sonnet]
I saw the lips move, but no sound came out. The message could not cross from air to brain. With reddened face, next an attempted shout, but silence suggests words weren't true but feigned. You'll think me deaf, but I heard other sounds: a ticking clock, a fan, and distant horns. Maybe, barrier glass made unseen bounds? Perhaps, but what bars only sound that mourns? I know of nothing that would fit the bill, but start to suspect nothing stopped the scream from reaching me, but rather force of will did stick that voiceless face within my dream. But am I sure I'm having a nightmare? I can't say for sure that I'm even here.
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Beyond Sight [Kyōka]
in the mountains, beyond every sightline, a potential top... but - more likely - just more to climb.
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