Posts Tagged ‘poems’


In Fiction, Travel on March 24, 2014 at 11:27 am


Glittering azure
Crystal-cool and comfortable
Bright fish swimming
Scales tickled with light

And below

Caverns, endless
Blue to green to inky black
Pressure and darkness

Nameless mystery
Crushing truth

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Far Beneath

In Fiction on December 6, 2013 at 5:21 pm


Far Beneath

Sunlight strikes the basin and reflections dazzle.
Shining waves are chasing as I slowly paddle.

I pull the oars, myopic, intent upon the beach,
while depths of wondrous mysteries lumber


far beneath.

This short poem is my response to this week’s Trifextra challenge, which was to add 30 words to these three: Myopic, Dazzle and Basin.

Let me know what you think in the comments below, and check out the rest of this week’s stories!

Apocalyptic Apoplexy

In Fiction on July 5, 2013 at 12:27 pm

spray painted doors and windows

Apocalyptic Apoplexy

We walk streets
replete with gargantuan gastropods,
gullies where gaseous argon
drifts like bygone clouds.

 Hypoxia thus induced,
we hallucinate colors,
smells—and feelings—now extinct.

This apocalyptic apoplexy
is its own panacea.

Yup: Things just got weird. This alliterative gem (note: sarcasm) is my response to this week’s Trifextra challenge, which was to write 33 words on anything that struck our fancy.

People are sure to be all over the place with this one, so check out all the great responses over at Trifecta.

Happy weekend everyone!


In Fiction on June 14, 2013 at 1:57 pm

orange sunlight



is the artifice of adulthood.

We are industrious

in our pursuit of complication—

of noble strife.

Promotions, office drama, coffee preferences,

scraping cents.

But summer

is the soul’s breath.


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The Kingdom

In Fiction on April 26, 2013 at 2:30 pm


The Kingdom

In legend is a kingdom,
far-flung and rooted
in the perfect traditions of nature,

where trees,
heavy-hung with fruit,
line leafy walks (and there is time to walk them).

Are you there now?

For this Trifextra, since it’s such a nice day out and it’s almost the weekend, I thought I’d take a lighter approach (guess I’m just in that mood this week). The prompt was simple enough: Use at least one compound modifier and write a 33 word story.

I’m looking forward to seeing what everyone comes up with. Head on over to Trifecta to find out!

In the Details

In Fiction on March 29, 2013 at 10:58 am

John Henry Fuseli The Nightmare

In the Details

The night comes

and the devil wakes.

(His mind is restless).

You climb from bed in a rage

to confront the intruder,

but find only mirrors, faces—

and sins etched in the details

These 33 words are for the Trifecta Writing Challenge’s weekend Trifextra (I’m trying to do more of these shorter challenges). Click through for more micro stories, and have a great weekend!


In Fiction on February 18, 2013 at 1:14 pm



Why is silence so unsettling?

Why do breathless nights and the sterile sounds of morning

shrink us

like shadows in the sun at noon?

Do the soundless, empty echoes

echo to us the emptiness of time?

Do the vast, unimaginable depths,

sound deep and hollow in their chambers

whenever silence reigns?

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