Slow Burn

I Write Her

it starts as if a fantasy
every box checked
he’s perfect
don’t you know


it becomes a trap
from which you
can’t escape

you become disabled
in the head
so you’ll stay
out of need

still thinking it’s love
but knowing something’s off
the courage and independence
fighting to be recognized

that’s not love
it’s a cage

mistook nice
as being invested
mistook attentive
for genuine care

but the details of todays
are boring
the atmosphere thick
with silence

the possibilities become a dead end

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This is not the end

Words From A Borderline

I have lived a lonely life

Many have come and gone

But Jack my dear you stood out

With all your smiles and your cheer

You became my friend

Within moments of meeting me

It was your actions, not your words

That showed me who you are

A beautiful soul who embraces life

You have walked your own path

Giving me great respect for you

Dear Jack, I believe you are not gone

You live on in my heart

You will live on in each of us

As we walk toward our separate paths

To different places in the world

You gave us another story

About a soul that was so beautiful, so bold

I am grateful to know you

You have reminded me that I am strong

I will keep fighting for both of us

Rest in peace my friend

But this is not the end


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davidbrucehaiku: a really sad sight

Looks are Deceiving – #Tanka – #poetrychallenge

Night Owl Poetry - Dorinda Duclos

This week is Poet’s Choice.  No synonyms are necessary. Check out Colleen’s blog to find which forms of poetry are acceptable for this challenge.  Have fun!

The storm fits my mood

As thunder rumbles above

Dark clouds wander by

Much like me, this dreary day

Looks are deceiving

Colleen’s 2019 Weekly #Tanka Tuesday #Poetry Challenge No. 139 #Poet’s Choice

©2019 Dorinda Duclos All Rights Reserved
Photo via Pixabay CC0

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#Troiku: Daisies

Charmed Chaos

around the mansion
spring showers rain colors
wildflowers blooming

daisies standing strong together
cheerful faces seeking sun
peeking from dark clouds

after the storm
birds splash in glassy puddles
sing a thankful song

Today, daisies are the flowers we are to create a troiku with. Below is the haiku given:

around the mansion
daisies standing strong together
after the storm

© Chèvrefeuille (2012)

Carpe Diem Haiku Kai: #1719 Daisies- Troiku challenge

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An Ancient Method of Technological Knowledge Transfer – Daily Quote

Jo Hawk


I recently came across a reference to “close reading”. Timothy Shanahan defines close reading as “intensive analysis of a text in order to come to terms with what it says, how it says it, and what it means.” Intrigued, I began a little research which led me down a rabbit hole of New Criticism, literary theory, American literary criticism, and reader-response theory.  It got me to thinking, which is what I believe is the point of reading, and by extension, writing solidifies thinking.

The concepts seemed natural as if someone had trained me in the processes while I was unaware. Reading more, I recalled my fifth-grade teacher instructing us on how to read for comprehension. In high school, an AP English teacher had us parse entire poems. We dissected each stanza into its components, identified them grammatically and wrote papers to explain the inflections and syntactical relationships used by the poet. Once finished, we…

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