Short Askew Poems
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Thunder cracks the sky in two~
rain like nails, the world askew.
But under eaves, a sparrow sings~
wet wings trembling, defiant things
so
ironic
that art
subtly shares
a dubious intimacy
with the slightly askew,
with the quite assymetrical
with the somewhat . . . artless.
Unless you're a true celebrity
or one with real notoriety,
what you think folks think or say
of you in public or in secrecy
shouldn't bother you in any way
though your hunches persist;
for all you know they don't even
have an inkling that you exist;
and when you're down, don't blame
the world for ganging up on you;
don't kid yourself with such conceit
that's so inane and so askew!
Listen to poem:
Bent askew, with shadow straight as a die
reflecting my every move and mood
I dwelt upon the hidden grace of being bent.
For curved things are strangely stronger
than straight things, so rare in nature.
So prone to shatter to pick-up-sticks, straight bits
when compliant and inflexible.
Fearing the wind will turn you into a statue
if you flap, furl, curl and yield to change,
and take a backward step, arching back,
away from the straightforward.
writing something new
just a bit askew
asking for the given
taking each strike with a smile
taste nothing but bile
numb comes after the pain
madness masquerades as the sane
i took a tear
and placed it in a box
buried it in the deepest loch
took a sigh
and pushed it in a balloon
sent it to the moon
took a broken heart
and ripped my life apart
Depression flattened paper thin
dust footprints leaving
merest trace
a smile lost within this face
Apricot marmalade wispy clouds upon the blue
canvas, swiftly changing sunrise reveals a surprise_
charcoal gray, a textured smoke billowing askew
across the eastern sky, Suddenly diamond dew
drops fall upon grasses, Everything expressed anew
as the sun rises, the moon bidded
adieu, this day will pass; tomorrow, too
Apricot marmalade wispy clouds upon the blue
Sponsor: Rick Parise
Contest: Enjambment
I know it doesn't make any sense...
Written October 19, 2014