Sunday, March 23, 2014

White Dust Ghosts* (Series)

waking the kraken
this irregular sonnet
of men and angels

childhood kiss 

the shadow of gypsophila 
in the wheel

blue sky rain

the sunshine leaks
from pavements

leaves begin to fall
this face too evolves 
from fish

bomber moon–
all those hiding places
within you

hee, ba, coo, sha
even the name suggests peace
Nagasaki anniversary

Alan Summers

*There are people who survived the atomic bombings of Hiroshima and Nagasaki. In Japanese, the atomic bomb survivors are known as Hibakusha, some are still alive and share their experiences in the hope of peace and the abandonment of nuclear weapons. This is the 68th anniversary of atomic bombing on Nagasaki, August 9th 1945

Saturday, March 15, 2014

Counter, baby mouse

Counter, baby mouse
Crunching on dry spaghetti
Cute, and then I screamed

Carol Ruth Kimmel

Thursday, March 13, 2014

The word for today

cease to resist an
opponent - capitulate
the word for today

Ian Row

Tuesday, March 11, 2014

What's left is now right

What's left is now right
Sans serif font, extra gaps
Facebook's fresh changes

Kenton Penley Miller


You will not stain me

you will not stain me
claim my mind, use up my time
that's all you're having

Ian Row

A moody sunset

a moody sunset
precursor to sweet morning
long distracted night

Ian Row

Friday, March 07, 2014

Bittersweet trigger

bittersweet trigger
textbook, the chain reaction
breathe in Frank Ocean

Ian Row

Thursday, February 27, 2014

Today tomorrow

fark it's still today
keep thinking it's tomorrow
feels like tomorrow

Ian Row

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Gentrification

Gentrification
People gotta live somewhere
Just not here

Ian Row

Thursday, February 13, 2014

False starts

the new year's false starts
the shine was an illusion
is clarity truth?

Ian Row

Lazarus, rising

Lazarus, rising
Undo myself, if I could
Who might we have been

Ian Row

Saturday, January 25, 2014

High above our heads
Mountains of Washtenaw Street
Shovelled, piled-up snow.

Carol Ruth Kimmel

Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Were I there right now

Were I there right now
I'd hush you with my nose kiss;
Impose you a dance

Jeff Patterson

Wednesday, January 01, 2014

In my new clothing

In my new clothing
I feel so different, I must
look like someone else.

Matsuo Bashō (1644 - 1694)

New Year's Day

New Year's Day
everything is in blossom!
I feel about average

Kobayashi Issa (1763 - 1827)

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Whatever

the word 'whatever'
cute/contentious but deadly
if/when misconstrued

Ian Row

Monday, December 30, 2013

Year's end & Along my journey

Year’s end, all 
corners of this 
floating world, swept

Along my journey
through this transitory world
new year's housecleaning

Matsuo Bashō  (1644 - 1694)

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

I've drunk too much
Garden is full of Triffids
I really don't care.

James Von Sutekh

Saturday, December 07, 2013

Admittedly, I'm
mad, admitting that you can
harden and excite

Jeff Patterson

Sunday, December 01, 2013

Postcards never sent

Postcards never sent
Moments best not remembered
Writing history

Ian Row