Sanskrit

96 words for love
Could you imagine?
Being able to understand
with immediacy
if someone is describing
their affection for sweets
or a sweetheart?
To understand if it is general
or familial
or devotional
or sexual?

How much more meaning
if I knew the exact word
to describe this thing

this mad, eternal longing
devotion beyond devotion’s due
so difficult to express
it is like how the ocean
pulls to the moon
or the flower
faces the sun

It is as neverending
and vast
as the outward flung stars
spreading across the universe
hurtling into the emptiness
of beyond.

My only hope is entropy.

Split Ends

There's no real repair for a split end
except for a snip.
Ideal to catch it early
before the damage travels
fraying and weakening the whole strand,
ruining all of what came before.
Perhaps I am at fault,
for proper care would have
prevented such.
But that is hindsight and now there is
split end after split end.
Too many build -
perhaps it would be better
to chop it all off
and start fresh.

Holding on is sometimes a sunk cost fallacy.
Learn to let go.

Ode to Potatoes

You’re perfect in anything
I will never not love you
Fried, mashed, baked or chipped
Or tossed into a stew
Seasoned and dressed
In any way will do
Despite any diet
We’re never quite through
I can never say no
And will never be untrue.

Ah… yes, my darling?
A truth you pursue?
Would I choose you or potatoes?
…If only you knew.

Daffodils

The first brief breath of warmth
sunshine yellow
appreciated brightness after
frigid grey

symbolizing rebirth

and yet

somehow they also stand
for the love I hold for you.

To give many is to give good fortune
To give one is to give misfortune

How a little flower that hardly lasts
the whole of a month
can encompass such a duality
as contrasting night to day

symbolizing hope

and yet

somehow they also stand
for the love I hold for you.

Happy World Poetry Day!

I’ve always been rather fond of Stephen Crane’s poetry, most especially “A Man Said to the Universe,” “I Saw a Man Pursuing the Horizon,” “In The Desert,” and “Should the Wide World Roll Away.” There is something in each of them that really encapsulates my world view to some degree, and of all of his poems they’re the ones I come back to again and again. Perhaps it is how succint they are – I do like my poetry to be shorter.

I’m also fond of a few of ee cummings love poems, specifically “since feeling is first” – and I would be remiss to not mention Emily Dickinson, since my overuse of dashes is entirely her fault. Shel Silverstein is fun to read in general, but I keep Masks on my phone as a reminder to always shamelessly be myself.

Even some of the cheesy instagram poetry hits just right at times, most especially a particular one by Beau Taplin.

Well, the month of April is also National Poetry Month. The friend that I did the 2023 Writing Challenge with is going to join me in another, much shorter challenge – we’re going to write a poem for every day of April.

The rules are as follows for the 2024 April Poetry Challenge:

  1. We must complete 1 poem daily, on that day, and post it to our blogs.
  2. Because life happens, we may build up a lee-way of 3 poems before April to use if we cannot update that day.
  3. Every effort should be made to write a poem that day, and the lee-way poems are only a last minute back up if that cannot be done.

So starting April 1st and going until April 30th, we’ll see how we do with daily poetry updates! If we do create any lee-way poetry as a buffer, we will post those after the 30th. This also coincides with the ends of our 2023 Writing Challenge stories, and give us a break from thinking about those before we settle into rewrites.