tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47980548023796100212024-03-11T13:05:20.701-07:00Time for a PoemI've been writing poetry since my first regeneration. Feel free to comment on how good or bad you think it is. Some of it is speed poetry which I never used to be able to do and some of you will say I still can't. So feel free to be fair...but always be kind!Arisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.comBlogger115125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-74355172751737410082024-02-17T11:34:00.000-08:002024-02-17T11:34:47.720-08:00(Untitled Tanka) (Feb 14,2024)This was my entry to the Frontier Poetry “(Not) In Love” Tanka Challenge contest. A friend asked for some input on his entry which prompted me to write my own.</br>
<hr>
groping heart holds on</br>
to whatever severed head</br>
must leave behind in</br>
wake of bloody body with</br>
no remorse for empty soul</br>Arisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-49394264647501012662024-01-03T15:05:00.000-08:002024-01-03T15:05:05.454-08:00Redemption (Jan 3, 2024)I originally titled this one "Republicans." But that seemed just a little too "on the nose" and the sentiment is certainly more timeless and is fit for reflection beyond our current political turmoil.</br>
</br>
Redemption</br>
<hr>
Rushing quickly down the</br>
Rabbit-hole away from</br>
Reality where no</br>
Respite from the caustic</br>
Resurgence of our hate</br>
Reasonably can be</br>
Recovered to save us</br>Arisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-28051811577548073032023-10-25T12:45:00.000-07:002024-01-03T15:05:19.777-08:00"Q" (Oct 25, 2023)Yes this seems a little like a contractual obligation entry.</br>
</br>
Q</br>
<hr>
Quixotically Quick</br>
Qualitatively Quaint</br>
Quotably Quotable</br>
Quaintly Qualitative</br>
Quickly Quixotical</br>
Quietly Quizzical</br>
Arisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-43942927026131196522023-10-18T11:18:00.000-07:002023-10-18T11:18:02.256-07:00Nevermore (Oct 18, 2023)No need not to finish the Pleides series.</br>
</br>
Nevermore</br>
<hr>
Never is the winter<br>
Nevermore, Nevermore<br>
Never discontented<br>
Nevermore, Nevermore<br>
Never trust the honest<br>
Nevermore, Nevermore<br>
Never say Nevermore<br>
Arisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-54512469616251876022021-05-09T13:23:00.002-07:002021-05-09T13:23:23.277-07:00Jurisprudence (May 6, 2021)Something quick because I felt like I should.</br>
</br>
Jurisprudence</br>
<hr>
Justice for the poor is<br>
Justice for us all but<br>
Just as we stand still and<br>
Just as we can fall so<br>
Judging those we fear and<br>
Judging those who crawl to<br>
Jail every needy soul<br>Arisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-8745725309970102842018-08-28T18:49:00.000-07:002018-08-28T18:49:40.577-07:00Nonesuch 2018 (Aug 28, 2018)I've written several of these in my life and it's always fun to see what pops out. There's a few interesting references in here if you can find them. Enjoy.</br>
</br>
Nonesuch 2018</br>
<hr>
To the tune of</br>
"Diving Into The Wind"</br>
By Journalism Ethics</br>
There is a curious mantra</br>
That's tough to understand</br>
For withal there is much </br>
That begs to differ</br>
If I stand upon the shoulders of giants</br>
Will I be able to sea the shore</br>
Upon which my sister Sally</br>
Sells pickled peppers</br>
Or will there always be a way</br>
Forward for the breeze to follow</br>
Follow, Follow</br>
It is 2018</br>
Before a land fall</br>
An average year</br>
To fell a dove</br>
Arisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-62075188901629941162018-06-19T19:40:00.002-07:002018-06-19T19:40:58.300-07:00Living (Jun 19, 2018)I tried to write this as a villanelle and then as a pantoum but this pleiades kept forcing its way out.</br>
</br>
Living</br>
<hr>
Life is ephemeral:</br>
Lurking at every turn,</br>
Leaking from every pore,</br>
Longing to reach a home;</br>
Liberating itself,</br>
Lifting the spirit up,</br>
Lasting beyond all hope.</br>
Arisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-83210070294333072992017-12-28T19:12:00.000-08:002017-12-28T19:12:02.655-08:00Grieving (Dec 21, 2017)One thing I like so much about this form is that when you think it would be limiting because the rules are so strict and the poems short, there are so many interesting things that can happen.</br>
</br>
Grieving</br>
<hr>
Good memories will for</br>
get when the heart won't for</br>
give and the soul won't for</br>
go. When the world has for</br>
gotten and none have for</br>
given then all is for</br>
gone. We all must let go.</br>
Arisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-3769936703945836742017-12-17T18:36:00.001-08:002017-12-17T18:36:27.891-08:00Feeling (Dec 12, 2017)I've decided to buckle down and finish the Pleides series. So here is the entry for "F"</br>
</br>
Feeling</br>
<hr>
Feasting on the tallest</br>
Fasting grass; wingless birds</br>
Flying high above the</br>
Falling sun; unmanned boats</br>
Flowing alone on the</br>
Freezing water; we are</br>
Forced to live once more with
Arisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-20792305524468581692015-02-28T16:23:00.001-08:002017-12-17T18:37:55.866-08:00Sorry (Feb 2015)Just a ditty to pass the time. Been trying to get back into the creative swing,<br />
<br />
Sorry<br />
<hr />
Sorry I’m so difficult<br />
Sorry I’m so weird<br />
I really do love you though<br />
And will never grow a beard<br />
<br />
I know I can be difficult<br />
I know life can be hard<br />
But you’ve helped me through so much of it<br />
And I think I like Swiss chard<br />
<br />
I promise to keep trying<br />
I promise to never quit<br />
And I will always be there<br />
Even when you read French Lit<br />
<br />
So when you feel like crying<br />
So when you’re down and blue<br />
My shoulder will be ready<br />
And my ears will be ready too.Arisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-64964185812651621962014-06-16T18:38:00.002-07:002014-06-16T18:38:47.952-07:00Thought (16-June-2014)I've decided to try and get back in the swing of things by continuing my variation on <a href="http://isabelletry.blogspot.com/2013/04/movement-4-apr-2013.html" target="_blank">Movement</a>. This time I went with the Haiku form.<br />
<br />
Thought<br />
<hr />
Stranded mirror lake<br />
Meadow fawn on empty path<br />
Laughing antique bearArisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-2368763477628938162014-06-01T13:20:00.002-07:002014-06-01T13:20:56.195-07:00Pensive (31-May-2014)I'm appalled at how long it's been. I really need to do this more often. It might be that since I've been involved with a theater production these last couple of weeks, my creative core has been tapped. This felt like it had been swirling in my brain for a few days and I couldn't get the image of Dumbledore using his pensive out of my head so that became the title.<br/>
<br/>
Pensive<br/>
<hr/>
Pleading upward ever<br/>
Pulling down a life that's<br/>
Passing never finding<br/>
Purpose filled with all the<br/>
Particular empty<br/>
Phantoms circling your<br/>
Proud and bottomless drainArisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com0Fairfield, United States39.3198754 -84.4986119tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-51923574999268688492013-04-11T12:35:00.003-07:002013-11-15T15:49:32.903-08:00Stillness (6-Apr-2013)Here's the Pleiades variation on Movement.<br />
<br />
Stillness<br />
<hr />
Stranded sky, concave glass<br />
Spreading light on blue lake<br />
Sloth field, lazy summer<br />
Setting on empty path<br />
Silly bear, laughing flame<br />
Spotting antique table<br />
Sitting and Standing StoneArisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-57213657600343133052013-04-04T18:32:00.001-07:002013-11-15T15:46:42.046-08:00Movement (4-Apr-2013)This just popped into my head with no particular form. After looking at it, I thought it might be interesting to do "variations on a theme" by using almost the exact same words in strict forms. We'll see what happens.<br />
<br />
Movement<br />
<hr />
Stranded sky<br />
Silver jacket<br />
Concave mirror<br />
Spreading light on blue lake<br />
<br />
Open meadow<br />
Eager fawn<br />
Lazy summer<br />
Setting heavy on empty path<br />
<br />
Grizzled bear<br />
Rising globe<br />
Laughing candle<br />
Dripping wax on antique table<br />
<br />
Over and Under<br />
In and Around<br />
Forward and ThroughArisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-71804535577652687582013-02-18T18:09:00.002-08:002013-02-18T19:48:11.944-08:00Weather (18-Feb-2013)I realized that I have never posted a haiku. The weather outside sounds bad so this is what came to mind.<br />
<br />
Weather<br />
<hr />
<br />
Drenching Rain Pours Down<br />
On Slow Moving Death To Bring <br />
Green Billowing LifeArisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-41838855791555078892013-01-16T18:55:00.000-08:002013-01-16T19:07:07.373-08:00East (16-Jan-2013)I can't believe it's been a year since I wrote last. I've decided to increase my prolificity and what better way than to make an addition to my Pleiades collection. Since it is Wednesday, it seemed reasonable to use Three Word Wednesday to oil my rusty muse.<br />
<br />
East<br />
<hr />
<br />
Eating <b>Dismal Waffle</b><br />
Every Bird Hopes To<br />
Entreat From Hallowed Ground<br />
Early <b>Luscious </b>Worm Tries<br />
Escaping Beak And Claw<br />
Existing Past His Fate<br />
Enjoying One More DayArisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-66959837694249240512012-01-21T09:46:00.000-08:002012-01-21T09:46:15.984-08:00Poker Party (11-Nov-2011)<br />
I had a pretty rough time during that period when I had my operation. I found one that I wrote in my journal that I forgot to post. The combination of pain, percocet, and long empty days brings out some pretty dark things.<br />
<br />
Poker Party<br />
<hr />
<br />
Can't sleep and have pain. Guess I'll clean.<br />
My demons have come to visit;<br />
They all sit about me<br />
Dressed in colors of death.<br />
They know me.<br />
My protector is not here.<br />
Jealousy, Vanity, Rage, Envy,<br />
Lust, Hunger, Self-Doubt;<br />
They sit around the table<br />
And play cards for my soul;<br />
Dealer's choice.<br />
The deck is stacked and the winners known<br />
And still they play.<br />Arisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-76734858158188977442011-11-16T18:01:00.001-08:002012-01-20T19:56:35.098-08:00Be (16-Nov-2011)Had an operation last week and was having some pain last night so I took a percocet. This was the result.<br />
<br />
Be<br />
<hr />
<br />
Butterflies bring babies<br />
Borrowing blue balloons;<br />
Buzzing bees buy blessing<br />
Bishops blow brown bassoons;<br />
Bridges bridging bygone<br />
Boats bobbing back beyond<br />
BelievabilityArisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-47918869771940689102011-11-11T13:52:00.001-08:002012-01-20T19:56:41.674-08:00Dove (9-Nov-2011)My sweetie has been gone all week building houses in Haiti. I decided to use 3WW to write a poem. I chose the pleiades form to add to that collection.<br />
<br />
Dove<br />
<hr />
<b><br /></b><br />
<b>drank </b>of the wellspring of<br />
delicious love I have<br />
decided to <b>hitch </b>my<br />
desires to one whom<br />
dances on pin heads with<br />
deafening life she will<br />
dig to <b>muster </b>my soulArisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-81391101103241378392011-05-17T06:01:00.000-07:002011-05-17T06:03:37.799-07:00Beauty and the Bits (17-May-2011)Just on a whim...<br /><br />Beauty and the Bits<br /><hr><br />Dodging in and out among virtual walls;<br />Running hither and non twixt cyber rushes.<br />In a shadow world of books and pixels,<br />Hid from sight by 3D glasses.<br /><br />Raven quoth and cauldron bubble;<br />Pricking thumbs and Golden Apples;<br />She is and ever shall be<br />My Great Amercian Hero<br /><br />A hideous form<br />Bent backed and mangled<br />Peering from a secret place<br />Spies the Beauty among the Bits.Arisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-86133008253385464322010-07-01T19:24:00.000-07:002010-07-08T19:33:35.207-07:00Untitled (1-July-2010)I'll be bluntly honest that I think this one sucks. There was a lot of commotion while I was trying to write this which made it hard to concentrate. It is in villanelle form using this week's Three Word Wednesday prompt.<br /><br />Untitled<br /><hr><br />And Life will collect<br />With no bit of <bold>hassle</bold><br />What Death must reject<br /><br />Do You suspect<br />That you are its Vassal<br />And Life will collect<br /><br />Or can You detect<br />With Motive most facile<br />What Death must reject<br /><br />No Moat can protect<br />Your <bold>Wealth</bold> and your castle<br />And Life will collect<br /><br />For Mirrors reflect<br />Inner Selves gracile<br />What Death must reject<br /><br />Intuition will <bold>inject</bold><br />On Cap with limp tassel<br />And Life will collect<br />What Death must rejectArisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-17179220181946751552010-06-14T17:46:00.000-07:002010-06-14T17:49:02.342-07:00After 1 Year (11-Jun-2010)A simple one for my darling wife on our first anniversary.<br />After 1 Year<br /><hr /><br />Many Days You Stand Me Up<br />Inching closer to my heart.<br />Caress my Soul forever loving;<br />Helping hands, healing lips.<br />Ever forward your<br />Love drives me<br />Loving touches filling<br />Every corner of who I am.Arisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-56819183742302924572010-02-10T20:43:00.000-08:002010-02-10T20:52:31.204-08:00Saving the Blog (10-Feb-2010)My blog has been getting a lot of spam comments lately. I suspect it is because I haven't posted in so long. I took it as a sign I should post something so I went to <a href="http://threewordwednesday.wordpress.com/2010/02/10/3ww-clxxvi/">Three Word Wednesday</a> and this is what turned out<br /><br />Saving the Blog<br /><hr /><br />Loquacious and <strong>Lucid</strong><br />Loving and Loved<br /><br /><strong>Righteous</strong> and Righted<br />Ribald and Roan<br /><br /><strong>Salvaged</strong> and Saved<br />Savaged and SewnArisilonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09010435254599611587noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-27856337050760171142009-03-04T20:10:00.000-08:002009-03-04T20:12:45.207-08:00Untitled (31-Jan-2009)Trying to create a poem that is terse enough and readable enough for a cell text message is tough. I'm not sure the result is very good poetry but was fun to do all the same.<br /><br />Every day in every way.<br />My love for you burns strong and true.<br />And every night my heart takes flight,<br />And at your side it will alight.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798054802379610021.post-5427083027575300182009-01-27T16:25:00.001-08:002009-01-27T16:36:00.826-08:00Thank You (22-Dec-2008)Yes I know it's been too long but life has been very busy of late. Not that I've stopped writing but the blogging has had to take a backseat to living. Fortunately for anyone who cares to read my stuff, living generates more intersting poetry than blogging! As I've said before, it's not often I create rhyming poems and when I do, it can take a while to work them out until I am happy with them. This is one of those rare ones that came out in finished form. I'll admit it is a little clumsy and probably could be polished, but it seemed wrong to change the words since they clearly wished to be expressed in this way.<br /><br />Thank You<br /><hr /><br />If I crawl the world over,<br />Searching day and night;<br />Probing every nook and crany<br />And try with all my might,<br />Never will I find someone<br />As right for me as you,<br />No one in all this vast expanse<br />Would love me like you do.<br /><br />When life is hard and cold and mean<br />You simply hold me tight;<br />You touch my hair, caress my brow<br />And I know all will be all right.<br />So every day I hope and pray<br />That all you struggle through,<br />I can be there at your side<br />And do the same for you.<br /><br />There isn't much I understand<br />And even less I truly know;<br />Each day I struggle with belief<br />My doubt a constant foe.<br />But in spite of all my inner flaws<br />And though I often seem adrift<br />You've offered all your love to me<br />And that's an awesome gift.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com3