Archive for Triolet

While Holding Her Hand…

Posted in life, Poetry with tags , , , , , , , on March 20, 2019 by dustus

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While holding her hand into sleep

Wondering if she hears me cry?
Feeling I lost all sense of time
Sitting beside mom euthanized
Telling myself it was a dream
Feeling I lost all sense of time
While holding her hand into sleep

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#Triolet
If you enjoyed this, check out A Golden Scheme

Into the Meltdown

Posted in One Stop Poetry, Poetry Reading with tags , , , , , , , on April 5, 2011 by dustus


Maybe there’s a future somewhere
?
I crash into the meltdown pane

A dead bird—choked on hot laced air
Maybe there’s a future somewhere?

Disintegrating fallout cares
Reliving what was this insane
Maybe there’s a future somewhere?

I crash into the meltdown pane


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A, B, a, A, a, b, A, B  scheme

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A Golden Scheme

Posted in Image Poetry, Poetry Reading with tags , , , , , , , , , , , on March 15, 2011 by dustus


This time I might discover life
Accepting death a golden scheme

Well squeeze moist eyes; uplift soft sighs
This time I might discover life
Repeats no points for bitter pride
To not break down—my goal it seems

This time I might discover life
Accepting death a golden scheme


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A, B, a, A, a, b, A, B (iambic)

*The above photograph courtesy of UK photographer Fee Easton. Fee was interviewed on  One Shoot Sunday.