The Birth of a Rhythm Nation warrior of words harmony making melodies (A lune is an Americanized version of traditional Japanese haiku which consists of three lines with syllabic count of 5/3/5).
Category: Miscellaneous
The Comfort Zone (Hour Eighteen, A Three Way Stop Sign Poem)
The Comfort Zone I’ve never been the kind of gal who freely gives her hugs away. But when I can sense someone is struggling, heart heavy with sorrow, my instincts trump anxieties and antisocial tendencies. Without words of explanation, hindered not by hesitation, I…
The Power of Fifty (Hour Seventeen, A Four Line Poem)
The Power of Fifty I thought fifty was a lot until they told me that was all who could mourn Mother. (A four line poem is made up of four lines with a syllable count of 1/5/5/9).
Fit for a Queen: A Sendoff in Royal Purple (Hour Sixteen, A Cinquain)
Fit for a Queen (A Sendoff in Royal Purple) Lilac lilies fell from Heaven like a purple pimp explosion, coating her casket. (A cinquain is a five line poem where the lines have a syllable count of 2/4/6/8/2.)
Silent Struggle (Hour Fifteen, A Nontraditional Minute Poem)
SiLeNt StRuGgLe For the first time in forever, self-expression is a struggle, blocked by my mind. Many truths need to be spoken. I move my mouth but hear no noise. I’ve lost my voice. Ev’ry word I want escapes me. I can’t…
Miss Connections (Hour Fourteen, A Hall of Mirrors Hay(na)ku)
Miss Connections The only thing in this life I’ve ever been any good at is taking words and turning them into a message meant to motivate most folks like me and you. I’ve shared so many magic moments, created countless connections, all options…
Home for the Holi-daze (Hour Thirteen, a Nontraditional Minute Poem)
Home for the Holi-daze Friends are the family we choose. Bound not by blood, loved “just because”, let’s celebrate! We gather ’round and bless the feast before feeding hungry faces. Time for our naps. We disburse and pick our places. Turn on…
The Cheeky King (Hour Twelve, A Shadorma)
The Cheeky King The king cried out atop his throne. “Let’s go, girls,Pick ‘n Pull! Stuff emblems between your cheeks once your bags are full!” (A shadorma is a six line poem where the syllable count for each line is as follows: 3/5/3/3/7/5.)
Pickin’ and Pullin’ (Hour 11, A Haiku)
Pickin’ and Pullin’ pockets runneth over bulging with hidden treasure my guilty pleasure (A haiku is made up of three lines with the syllable count of 5/7/5).
9. Bottled Pains
He bottles up his emotions Hoping to mask his pain with the alcohol in his veins. To zoom past the fears and onto the healing But the heat of those moments will never change his past. He looks back at those times with a strange…