Tag Archives: micropoetry

A Windowed Existence – Micropoetry

A Windowed Existence

the existence of life
prelude to dying
narrows its vision
as death draws
the curtains
against the limited view
remaining through
the window

The Truest Hero – Micropoetry

The Truest Hero

The truest hero
is seldom seen
in cape nor undies
on the outside
But in those
whose daily
actions make
the stranger
a welcome guest

A Way With Words – Micropoetry

A Way With Words

In your question
Is not a search
For an answer
But an argument.
You speak bitterly
Not for betterment
Will these be
The last
Standing words?

This was today’s piece of micropoetry.

I started it yesterday, writing it into twitter and saving it as a draft. All of my micropoetry fits into the 140 character space of twitter. Most of the time it includes the hashtag #micropoetry.

For this poem I used all the available space.

This morning I did a little rearranging before posting it.

It popped up on my Facebook page also and two friends from my writing group made some suggestions for rearranging.

Let’s play a game: How would YOU rearrange the poem? I fiddled with two variations, but how would you play with the form?

Rules
You can:

  • add punctuation
  • change the order of lines
  • rearrange word order

You cannot add or remove words.

Put your version in the comments below. Best entry wins 100,000,000 Internet Points to be used in raising the general intelligence of YouTube comments.

And I’ll send you a handwritten copy of your version!

Have at it!

 

It Is Written – Micropoetry

It Is Written

It is said,
“It is written”
The oral tradition
Of received wisdom
In a fortune cookie
Platitude while we
Forget to read
The written truth

Toilet Seat – Micropoetry

Toilet Seat

Sometimes
I deliberately
Use the bathroom
After you
And absorb the warmth
Of the toilet seat
To believe you
Still care

Knowledge – Micropoetry

Knowledge

The gaining of knowledge
deteriorates with age
because we know
everything at 18
and realise
we know nothing
the older
we become

Training Wheels – Micropoetry

Training Wheels

I’m too old for these
she said
pointing to
the training wheels
He prays she will
never be too old
to trust
and hold
his hand

Mandala – Micropoetry

Mandala

She draws on the concrete
a chalk mandala
of wonky butterflies,
stick-figure people.
Tomorrow she will
draw another
cycle.

Outside – Micropoetry

Outside

when did Outside
become an
undiscovered country?
whose unfenced boundaries
spark greater imagination
than the couch’s confines

A Collection of Micropoetry

I like to write micropoetry on twitter, limiting myself to 140 characters (128 if you include the hashtag).

I collect my micro musings in a document with the aim of publishing a book of poetry (I’ve seen a review of a book of 140 twitter fictions so why not a book of micropoetry?)

But I shall share the more recent ones with you here.

Enjoy.

Which one(s) did you like best? Why?

First Date

an open packet of plain chips
(you prefer Salt and Vinegar)
we scrabble for the scraps
and lick the grease
from our fingers

Irony

In an act of irony
I draw trees on paper
And stick them
On my wall
An ecological conundrum
Where I can’t see
The forest for the trees

Unravelling and Resonating

The unravelling of each other
Pulling at threads of fault
Leaves only a mirror
To reflect and resonate
Our own insecurities

Trivial Dust

Death makes trivial objects
of us all; dust becoming dust
As I wipe my finger
Along the photo frame
My reflection echoes yours

Conscience

Hamlet declared
Conscience does make
cowards of us all
For we ultimately fear
What holds us back
When it should
Push us forward