A pragmatic word
Hiding passions, desires in
Four stern syllables
A Haiku Poem – more technically a 5-7-5 poem as traditionally haikus have a cutting word and reference the seasons.
A Vocabulary Poem – I write these poems when I come across words I don’t know to help me remember their definition.
Read a new word, not sure how to say it
Googled and found out it’s a way to say
Keeps evil away
This word’s apt for sage and crucifix
And bulbs of garlic
Some will say they are purely symbolic
While others may believe quite sincerely
What I do know is the meaning quite clearly
Apotropaic keeps evil away and bulbs of garlic
An archaic term
Yet we witness living examples daily
On television, on radio
In big white houses and small suburban homes
Perhaps not obsolete but modern
Perhaps not irrelevant but relevant
Perhaps not anachronistic but timely
We need a new way to describe daily horror
Why not use an outmoded term
Describing modern behavior perfectly?
(A Free Verse Poem)
When your head is full of this
Your mind needs more of this
What is it?
A new box of crayons waxy points undented
Deep in my mind the fragrance is cemented
It’s wasn’t until I saw a bald cypress tree in fall
That I had any idea what burnt sienna was at all
Detours out of thick black lines once lamented
In reality my vocabulary augmented
My world is colored by crayolas pigmented
Names partnered with hues gave me the wherewithal
To precisely describe my world big and small
Into my memory these colors are cemented.
(A Sonnetina Quatro)
I understand the Japanese
Have a word for the interplay of light and leaves
When the sunlight shines through the trees.
Why don’t we?
(A Quatrain Poem)
(A Monorhyme Poem)
They say this word is obsolete
But I don’t know how that can be
When it creates a thought complete
About the woods surrounding me
(A Redondilla Poem)
(A Spanish Quatrain)
Bored is Not in My Vocabulary
Teach some students with a whiteboard
Sharpen my skills on a chessboard
Can’t be bored
Challenge my fears on a surfboard
Tour calm lakes on a paddleboard
Won’t be bored
Earn a degree and a mortarboard
Write a new poem on the keyboard
Can’t be bored
Memorize the guitar fretboard
With friends throw darts at the dartboard
Won’t be bored
Maybe I’ll learn to skateboard
Finally learn to jump my snowboard
What is bored?
(A Poem inspired by the Compound Word Verse. Modified the form)
I learned a new word
From author Annie Dillard
Describing the sound
Of my favorite place to be
Where boulders and water meet.
(A Waka Poem)
(A Tanka Poem)
Inspired by reading Annie Dillard‘s Pilgrim at Tinker Creek. This is just one of the many words I had to look up while reading this book.
(Inspired by Pensive or Thoughtful Mood a 1939 sculpture by Stella Elkins Tyler)
Rubenesque a negative
Willowy a positive
Zaftig to avoid
Slender to attain
Chubby a dislike
Skinny a desire
Stout to loathe
Svelte to long
Why do these words dictate decisions and self-worth
When they say nothing about inner beauty and character?
(A Decastitch Poem)