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Day 19 – Welsh wonkiness (Hir a Thoddaid)

Yeah… I’m told it’s pronounced “bir a thod-dayed”. Now that we have that out of the way… I need to confess. I left this until way too late in the day and the day really seems to have kicked my backside. I picked this form because it was six lines (and I could do six lines). I then discovered that when you have to come up with several words that all basically rhyme, six lines can be a bit of a challenge…

As it is, I crafted a “poem like thing” and it fits the most minimal description of the form. I probably owe Wales and all Welsh poets an apology, so I offer it now.

Here’s what I came up with:

Daily Dissent

December, my month of writing verse.
Sometimes it’s better other times worse.
Regular endings come across terse,
several forced rhymes are interspersed.
Hey! It’s amusing never the less...
yet it's ever a challenging curse.

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Cheers!

Day 18 – Tanka Trois

Ok, so I’m not going to give her a happy ending… sorry. It’s my birthday, she can cry if she wants to…

She visits bookstores
to escape the loneliness
the smell reminds her
of her favorite moments
laughing as he read aloud.

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Cheers!

Tanka 2…

I started a story and didn’t finish it, so… here is the second installment… We shall see if there is more to come…

When she woke alone, 
It all seemed like a bad dream.
Then she saw the blood
there on the back of her hand
where she had brushed his cold cheek.

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This just has to get better…

Cheers!

Day 16 – Tanka? Yeah!

So, the tanka for originated in Japan, like the haiku and others… but it is a little different that the haiku. The Japanese tanka is a 5 line, 5-7-5-7-7 syllable count, poem. It focuses on a moment in time and allows for imagery and metaphor which haiku tend to avoid. The rules that the tanka does follow are… loose and up to interpretation in many respects. The tanka, in English, seems to benefit from attention to the meter of the line, more than the exact syllable count. There are a lot of interesting resources on the form, I’ll let you do your own research.

Here’s what I came up with:

Accident

They had to pry the
rumpled sweatshirt from her hands
as the rain fell lightly
over the road and the wreck
that left her alone in the world.

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Cheers!

Day 15 – Circle

I have been messing around with cinquains and find them to be interesting. I decided to string a few together… I had a little help with this one… thanks to… you know who you are. It’s fun when you can mash up poetry and storytelling…

The rain
falling lightly
on the roof of the jeep
as I take a moment to read
the book.


The book,
a gift from you,
one that you have enjoyed.
A lovely story, truly a 
classic...


Classic 
story of love
and of man’s redemption
a timeless tale that sets my mind
adrift...


Adrift
in memory
of the days we spent in
perfect harmony walking in
The rain.

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Cheers!

Day 14 – I went hiking.

Or moseying through the woods might be more accurate. So I am tired and have not taken the requisite time today to produce a Shakespearean quality sonnet or something of that sort.

Outside

Hiking
in the forest
away from the rat race
is good for the mind and the heart.
To health...

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I have several ideas for poems, but since I have to write them on the day I put them up, I have to make time to do them up right. Keep watching, the best might be yet to come.

Day 13 – Friday the 13th and these Dailies.

Tonight I am sharing a sort of free verse thing that I pulled out of a quick write. It is what it is…

Damned Dailies

Here I am again...
6:53 pm with bits of rice 
stuck to my shirt.

There’s no beer in the house
and whiskey is too much
trouble to pour...

so ice water, soy sauce and 
a Chinese fortune cookie
are now fueling me through
this self-inflicted insanity
my yearly flogging…
penance for my sins

Sins sit well enough in the corner 
until December when I
drag them out to purge 
or memorialize or
deconstruct them in order 
to craft a new verse.

Condensation forms on my glass
which in turn is steadily
dripping on my shirt.

I look down and see a spot
of mustard and, like my sins,
I poke at it in vain.

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Cheers!

Day 12 – When time runs short…

Today was ridiculously busy and while I probably COULD have made some time to write. I didn’t until now (11:20 pm) So here is a beginning of something based on the fibbonaci sequence. I only tell you it’s based on the Fibonacci sequence to make it seem more important than it is… But you will see that clearly.

Flirtationally Disposed

The
real
science
of flirting
is found in the eyes
and in the verse of lovesick guys
and also in the liquid luck bars serve after ten.

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Cheers!

Day 11 – Imayo favorite?

Today I found a reference to a Japanese form called “Imayo”. I understand the the form is a four line poem with each line having 12 syllables. Each line is broken into two parts by a deliberate caesura, the first part is seven syllables and the second part is five syllables (that feels a little more haiku like, eh?) Apparently this form was meant to be sung… As I am not writing music for this project, I shall leave that to someone slightly more ambitious than I.

Here’s what I came up with…

Before the Storm

She prepares the loaves to rise - rain falls on the porch
The soup begins to simmer - leaves line the front walk
Spoons and bowls ready for use - all the birds have gone
She breathes before guests arrive - day gives way to night.

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Something to note… if you look at the lines before and after the caesura, you might find that you get a couple of different poems here. It sort of sets up a nifty little juxtaposition of sorts. In the case of this poem, the seven syllable sections, by themselves, give you a glimpse at the woman preparing for company. The five syllable sections give you a look at what’s happening outside. Depending on how you arrange the sections you could get three or four different poems out of this exercise.

She prepares the loaves to rise
The soup begins to simmer
Spoons and bowls ready for use
She breathes before guests arrive.
Rain falls on the porch
leaves line the front walk
all the birds have gone
day gives way to night.

In and of themselves they possess a poetic quality which makes this form especially interesting to me and gives me pause to consider that while this is a compact form, it really has a lot of potential for powerful comparisons and contrasts. It may need to be a form I hold on to for a deeper dive. Thoughts?

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Cheers!

Day 10 – Three is a magic number.

Today I really just wanted to get this done. I wasn’t going for awesome, I was just going for finished.

I picked a straight forward form, Tri-Cubes, to noodle with. The tri-cube is a three stanza poem with three lines per stanza and three syllables per line.

So here’s what I came up with:

Coffee shop

I see you
sitting there
drinking tea.

Steam rises
from the cup
as you read,

and it’s like
you don’t know
I exist. 

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Sometimes when I’m standing in Starbucks waiting for coffee I look around and see all sorts of interesting people doing interesting things. Sometimes I imagine interactions that “could be”… this was one of them.

Cheers!

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