The sestina I said I would write

Two posts ago I set the goal of writing a sestina. Well, I'm happy to say I wrote one! This might seem like a silly victory, but I'm proud of myself for writing even though I haven't had the motivation lately to do so. But not only did I write the poem I said I … Continue reading The sestina I said I would write

And a new challenger appears: the sestina!

Photo by Suzy Hazelwood from Pexels. I just got some encouraging feedback on a sestina I wrote a few years ago (posted on my site here) so I think I might try writing another one. I've tried writing in many different poetic forms (I used to read through encyclopedias of forms for fun) but the sestina is one … Continue reading And a new challenger appears: the sestina!

Poem: I Could Compare #writephoto   I could compare The rain to molten silver in the air,   The bleak Visage of day to a corpse’s cheek;   Portray the trees As withered hands about to seize   The life right out Of me. Instead I’ll shout   A poem on a page. The words turn quiet when the … Continue reading Poem: I Could Compare #writephoto

Throwback Thursday #31–Poem: Summer’s Bride

Photo by Filip Zrnzević on Unsplash. For my (late) Throwback Thursday post, I'm sharing a ballad I wrote nine years ago. At the time I had been reading a wide variety of poems and was having fun playing with forms. This form is based on that of a standard ballad. In my notes for this poem I wrote … Continue reading Throwback Thursday #31–Poem: Summer’s Bride

Poem, after Emily Dickinson #writephoto A fortress, I--my lake the world-- Persistent--at these walls-- My minutes counted--as the pebbles In each wavelet--fall-- The gateway rusted--keys forgotten-- A silent tomb--become-- Its only occupant--a life-- Calls sealed chambers--home-- There, nestled--in obsidian crags-- And mantled--with the sky-- My walls--against the lake--defend But inwardly--decay-- ~H

Poem: “I am not how you perceive”

Photo by Simon Buchou on Unsplash. Written for the Word of the Day Challenge and dVerse Poets' Pub.   I am not how you perceive. If you find me as I wake, you will see I am made of aether undulating upward to the sky: fog over a lake-bed at dawn. The fog and I slip past you; … Continue reading Poem: “I am not how you perceive”

Object Poem #WednesdayWritingPrompt

Written for   I keep your life together In the tiniest of ways; Unnoticed I continue, ‘til I snap and flee one day—   And then you miss me human, then! My trailing threads betray How hard I fastened life together In my own silent ways.   ~H    

Throwback Thursday #26–Poem: Night Fold

Photo by Spencer Arquimedes on Unsplash For today's Throwback Thursday piece, I have a poem that I wrote ten years ago. Some of my most inspired writing happens late at night when I can't sleep, and this poem was no exception. I was lying awake at 2 AM, listening to the wind lashing the house (our house at … Continue reading Throwback Thursday #26–Poem: Night Fold

Incantation (NaPoWriMo)

After Elinor Wylie's poem.  Photo by Vincent Botta on Unsplash   A coal black eye In a chalky face Sees the puddled ink drown A bone-white space,   And black words hiss From the page, “it is done,” While dark spots stain A white-hot sun   And dark billows crawl ‘Cross an ashen sky Reflecting the murk Within … Continue reading Incantation (NaPoWriMo)

Instructions for Traveling to the Other Side (NaPoWriMo)

Photo by Sammie Vasquez on Unsplash. My first poem for NaPoWriMo. The italicized line is taken from Shakespeare's Sonnet 66, which can be read here.   First, the breathing, Slow in and out, Trimmed to the heartbeat’s metronome, The traffic of the body Transformed into the momentum of glaciers. Tired with all these, from these would I be … Continue reading Instructions for Traveling to the Other Side (NaPoWriMo)