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Sunday, November 3, 2013


Tumor

The icy weather
Remained incessant,
The delirious-soul
Left rummaging for elixer.
Remove! I beg the death that stalks
Silently as my fingers
Sprint through my hair
Readily falling like sleets
Sharp, for the ground
Day before the icy weather
Remained incessant
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A chain poem is like any ordinary poem. However, every line after the first starts with the last letter of the last word of the line it follows. And the last letter of the last word of the last line ends with the first letter of the first word of the first line. There is, thus, no rhyme scheme. On the other hand, a name poem is, actually, an acrostic)


Ken

when I stood
between two lampposts,
a shadow splits

directing in opposite ways.
Both feet coincided with mine

That was then 
a chilly winter, now 
it happens again, in the 
quietness of my thoughts 
with the gathering
of the observed and 
being observed,
the ceaseless activity
of my fingers 

not even a strand of hair
divides between me 
and the sunset. 
I am the bird
the sea , the falling leaf
I am anger, jealousy,
the gurgling rivulet.
I am you, the moth
the mother and
in this stillness, I see
no more

November 

I took my jacket off.
Yesterday's weather
felt like springtime

The wind upped the branch
holding a squirrel in balance.
Whatever melancholy I had
took flight with the leaves
too eager for the ground.

However, something
most disliked often comes
as a surprise.Today, came
an unseemly snowfall

A mighty gust left behind
compelling fragments
that brought back
memories and expectations ...

I'm moving into a town
some twenty years ago
drifting from here and there
through dreams of flotsam
that emerges through
the crevasse of the ocean floor.

The echo of children's laughter
interrupted by a sudden downpour.
wide-eyed, we'd crossed the rain
half-naked with innocent demeanor.

Now, on the far side
a haze obscures my sight.
A flimsy figure confronts
the storm reaching the future
and poetizes golden ages.

what is behind, I won't
struggle to disclaim,
an untimely death
will not be a betrayal,
I am obliged to leave this door ajar.