FIFTY WORD STORY – The Cat Apologizes

I had been writing for hours with him scratching at the post in the background, slowly building in frustration. Then suddenly, the noise stopped, and I was surprised by an unexpected patch of fur rubbing against my leg. He had padded over, orange fur and all, in an apparent apology.

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Tricky Dog (and Other Haikus)

Appearances

Those cracks in the rock

are but ripples in the shade

as the wind rolls through.

 

Tangled

The branches caught me

in interwoven tendrils

like a comb through hair.

 

Always Watching

The misshapen limbs

of the strange metallic bird

stare through the window.

 

Channel

The electric stream

coursing through my tired eyes

sails me to sleep.

 

Tricky Dog

While passing out treats,

he played a swift, sudden trick

and snatched a second.

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MUSIC SERIES – Traveller

This poem was inspired by Don’t Think Twice, It’s All Right by Bob Dylan. Have a song you think I should write about? Let me know in the comments!

 

Traveller

 

After the dust has caked my lungs

and the hot swallows of dry air

have scorched my swollen throat to ash,

I wonder if my doubts will flame

 

and if, after feet grow heavy,

the heat of my fires will wane

and extinguish the fortitude

that first sent me on this journey.

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Dog Wants to Go (and Other Haikus)

Family Photos

I dug through the stacks

of dusty family photos

with eyes dripping tears.

 

New Shoes

A black and white mesh

stained an unexpected red

when I tripped running.

 

Little Wings

The little blue bird

beats its wings against the wind;

braving the tempest.

 

Breaking Fast

I woke with an ache

to hear eggs popping in grease

from bacon drippings.

 

Dog Wants to Go

I reach for the door

and hear his paws scampering

in hopes of coming.

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Cat Greetings (and Other Haikus)

Voyager

The bark slid down stream

as though it was sailing off

to a brighter shore.

 

Exhaustion

The glaze on my eyes

fades the golden hues to gray

with each grudging breath.

 

Finishing a Book

The letters trail

down into the empty space,

but I’m still spinning.

 

Addicted

My eyes pulled away

from the provocative screen,

pushed by unseen force.

 

Cat Greetings

Their black ears perk up

at the jostling of the door

and they pad closer.

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FIFTY WORD STORY – A Path Diverged

It was at the fork in the road that I left them behind. They found the foliage too indistinct; too indecisive, while I thought the western road was more deserving. The autumn leaves rolled through the wind as I trod that path, and they waited for someone better to come.

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MUSIC SERIES – Passing Through

Hi there! This poem was inspired by Breakdown by Jack Johnson. Let me know if there are any songs you think I should write about!

Passing Through

 

Billows of smoke blow through the trees

as the train snakes along the tracks,

and staring out the thin window

I wonder whether the return

 

will hold the quiet mysticism

as these thick, mist-laden branches

or if, after we have passed on,

the breeze will coax away the chills.

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MUSIC SERIES – The Smoke Shop

This poem was inspired by Have a Cigar by Pink Floyd. Let me know if there’s any songs you think I should write about!

 

The Smoke Shop

 

Built in the mid-seventies by locals,

the cigar shop, which was then run by Floyd,

has been seedy since it changed ownership

and began stocking slimmer cigarettes.

 

Seduced by the cheap, efficient menthols,

the racks of rolling paper were replaced

by these individual plastic packs

of factory cut tobacco product.

 

No more do we see their lumpy cigars,

passed between the loving hands of groupies,

nor taste that first lyrical inhale

that wove a shadowed lore into the smoke.

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FIFTY WORD STORY – Future Reflections

The mirror echoed, “who?”

When my voice caught in my throat, the glass turned into a black corridor and swallowed me. I padded down the darkness to an old, decaying wood door.

And behind the door, I saw a feeble looking man. He pointed at me and called out, “you!”

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Dogs at the Door (and Other Haikus)

Toothpaste

Tastes like frozen air

as it flows between the teeth;

winter on my tongue.

 

Looking Outside

A flash of feathers

flies by the open window.

A glimpse of freedom.

 

Statue Envy

You smile through rain

and stay chipper through winter.

Oh, to be the same.
Temple of Time

Hidden in the mind

is my archaic doorway

and I lost the key.

 

Dogs at the Door

We started walking

and now when I’m by the door

they come stare at me.

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