MissMeliss | December 29, 2008
Music
From the white truck
Hails childhood’s sweet return.
Magic wrapped in freezer paper:
Ice cream.
Totally Optional Prompts invites us, this week, to create a Cinquain, which is, “… a short, unrhymed poem consisting of twenty-two syllables distributed as 2, 4, 6, 8, 2, in five lines.”
I’m not so great at poetry, but I like challenges that encourage [...]
MissMeliss | December 28, 2008
He is a drunk leaning companionably
Around a lamp post or doing up
With intermittent concentration
Another drunk’s coat.
He is a polite but devoted Valentino,
Cheek to cheek, forgetting the next step.
He is feeling the pulse of the fat lady
Or cutting her in half.
But close your eyes and it is sunset
At the edge of the world. It is the [...]
MissMeliss | December 28, 2008
I don’t write about religion or faith all that often. I write about specific things encountered in various churches, and of people associated with them, but I’m hesitant to share my own beliefs here for various reasons. I should preface this huge block of text with the following: It’s a ramble. It’s not well thought [...]
MissMeliss | December 8, 2008
This afternoon, as I was working upstairs in my writing studio, aka the Word Lounge, I kept getting distracted by the crisp autumn leaves being swirled about on the winds, like so many bits of plastic and paper in a kaleidoscope, waiting to be rearranged into patterns that are ever new, and that stanza about dry leaves and hurricanes kept rolling through my mind.
MissMeliss | November 24, 2008
And the trees are not blowing with vigor,
But breathing gentle sighs
As their branches lift and fall
In arboreal shrugs.
MissMeliss | February 14, 2008
I first encountered this several years ago in a piece of fanfic, and it’s been my favorite valentine poem ever since.
The things about you I appreciate may seem indelicate:
I’d like to find you in the shower
And chase the soap for half an hour.
I’d like to have you in my power and see you eyes dilate.
I’d [...]