Category Archives: Poetry

September 22, 2015 – Tool-assisted poetry

from heaven above, beneath, and among, these dark waters filled this world if some dæmon in love bewrayeth more woe, what shall betiden of necessity make? till thou com’st home, thy sweet voice afar confounds me.​ — Written with assistance from the Creative Writer keyboard app for iOS. I’m quite enjoying this app. A friend of mine […]

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September 16, 2015 – Tool-assisted poetry

i will never forget july, and all the little emptiness it creates for her love was mine and all the world was bright The above poem was written using Creative Writer, an iPhone app that replaces the keyboard with a list of words that are suggested based on context (kind of like iOS’s QuickType feature […]

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March 1, 2015

Fat, wet snowflakes Blanket the wintry landscape Trapping sound and eating echoes Deep within our linen fortress We stand against the cold Huddled together Cupping dark roast blend within our fingers Listening to the silence Finding tranquil peace The mountain air setting us free

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Severe (June 27, 2013)

Silver forks dance across the horizon, illuminating the blue-grey afternoon sky Droplets pelt the near-invisible screen before me, blocking the road from view I slow, fearing I might lose control in a fog so thick they call it rain Roadsigns slide by Practically invisible Completely unreadable Red eyes stare at me through the thicket The […]

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11th Hour (August 19, 2009)

I love the sound of the wind through the leaves As a summer storm rolls in at the 11th hour The windows are open and I can feel the breeze pass over my sore shoulders and tired face I breathe deep, the cool Midwest breeze; Westerly is its name I am reminded of storms gone […]

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(February 10, 2009)

Beware the wold, the gimble in the wabe. For midnight comes and nocturnal desires thrash in the pitch. Knowledge is deadly, but death is cheap. Cut its purse and flee, for the raven and the mockingbird seek refuge.   All is not yet lost… yet you are.

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(May 21, 2005)

Your skin shines in the firelight And I can feel your heart beat against my chest Waiting Ever so impatiently for my embrace A simple caress Soft lips on smooth skin Trembling Your eyes sparkle and dance as the light plays around the room Shadows flicker Watching hungrily Waiting to devour you As I devour […]

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First Kiss (March 9, 2005)

• chemical impulses course throughout • bio-electricity races across the surface • irises dilate, optic nerves fill with light • respiration heightens, oxygenated blood fills the head • skin tingles as nerves hit full alert • hair stands up, reaching for tactile connection • heart pounds behind calcium prison bars, threatening to break free • […]

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Mary and the lamb (November 11, 2008)

Mary had a little lamb, Its fleece was white as snow. And everywhere that Mary went The lamb was sure to go. It followed her to school one day. Which was against the rule. It made the children laugh and play To see a lamb at school. And so the teacher turned it out But […]

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JC Nichols (January 3, 2006)

The crazy man counts stripes in the suits in the department store window. His wife, at home, waits patiently, wishing he were home. A sketchy young man checks to see if he’s being watched before he pulls out his phone. Checking in with his girlfriend in the middle of the day, he does not want […]

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