Short Surmises Poems

Who is to know?

What is real?

Are you it?

Do you know?

Do you care?

Does it matter?

Will it infect?

Love?

Peace?

Truth?

Lies?

Disguises, disguises, and surmises are no surprises

For the wisest....

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So are you a rabbit then?
I stare at the weird little guy.
What is he?
Salesman? Coffin seller or news reporter?
Who wants to know? I ask.
Putting my pocket watch back into my giant pocket.

You might be the Easter Bunny, he surmises.
This is November, is the fellow daft?
I love strange; I live in the bowels of strange.
But this inquisitive fool is beyond belief.
I hop away, and do not look back....

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It seems God's never bored;
the sunset: a sweet chord.
The sun also rises:
a complete music score.

The grass glistens with dew;
The sky: breath-taking blue.
The day brings surprises;
everything feels brand new.

Inspiring, poetic,
Expansive, noetic.
The wise man surmises
there's more than aesthetics.

The sun also rises,
the day brings surprises.
It seems God's never bored,
the wise man surmises....

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In a field of green where the sky comes down
a curious child with wide eyes is found
excited to find a dragon-shaped cloud
with wings outstretched in a whitish shroud.
It's scales are soft, each like a feather.

The boy suspects its chest is like leather
protecting its brave heart with feathery scales,
a fearless dragon whose deeds never fail.
The boy surmises tomorrow he'll ride
in so much glory on its silvery hide....

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she is a romantic he thinks
based on her muted colors
her shawl and her skirt flow
an old-fashioned woman
his mother would have liked her 

he studies her hair
it looks soft, yet she is not dainty
she is built with a grandmother’s lap
she probably has children, he surmises.
based on her lunch

women with children do not save food for themselves
she obviously has a man, someone who buys her books.
he moves on, forgetting about her....

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Daydreams

A daydream fanaticizes many things. 
Romance sings, rises.
But, real life surmises.

© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
January 26, 2010

Poetic form:  Englyn 
NOTE: There are several forms for this type of Welch poem.  This one is called Englyn penfyr

REFERENCES follow:
http://blogs.warwick.ac.uk/zoebrigley/entry/the_measures_of_1/
http://edsitement.neh.gov/view_lesson_plan.asp?id=410
http://www.writing.com/main/books/entry_id/413765...

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