Poem in Your Pocket Day Celebration

April 26 has been designated national Poem in your Pocket Day.

And what clever poet friends I have. In this post you will find haiku, haiga, a limerick, a triolet, a Fibonacci, an ovillejo, and other short and long form poetry. Click on the name of each poem to read it. And enjoy!

Cara Holman: summer butterfly

Christine L. Villa: crawling

Madeleine Begun Kane: Limerick Quest

Merrill Gonzales: nor’easter predicted

Ellen Grace Olinger: Saturday Poem

Symanntha Renn: grass that used to be green

Alegria Imperial: Light as Magic

Ina Roy-Faderman: Mockingbird

Bruce W. Niedt: Big Picture

Kirsten Cliff: At the Graveyard

De Jackson: O, Let’s Not

Gillena Cox: End of April

And be sure to check out these two other Poem in Your Pocket blog posts, that I contributed to:

“A Poem in Your Pocket 2012” on Gillena Cox’s Lunch Break blog.

“Poem in Your Pocket Day…” on Margaret Dornaus’ Haiku-doodle blog.

And two more poems:

Merrill Gonzales: “I forget my lips are roughed, at the clear water.”  by Chiyojo (1703-1775)

Jacqueline Hallenbeck:

“Three Little Pigs in a Blanket”

Three Little Pigs in a Blanket
crashed a pajama party.
One started playing the trumpet.
Three Little Pigs in a Blanket
pulled out a rope and tried to jump it.
Their names were Zeik, Bo and Marty.
Three Little Pigs in a Blanket
crashed a pajama party.

(c) jh 4/20/12

Wintry Dawn

I think I finally decided the “theme” that I will use for the Poetic Asides November PAD Chapbook Challenge will be the same as last year, which is to write in as many different poetic forms as I can over the course of the month. I started out with a rhyming poem, then haiku, a triolet, and today’s offering is a bell curve Fibonacci. As a former mathematician (and still one at heart), I delight in forms with strict syllable counts. The Fibonacci takes its name from the Fibonacci sequence, which determines the number of syllables per line. For the bell curve Fibonacci, the syllable count is: 1-1-2-3-5-8-8-5-3-2-1-1, which if I haven’t made any mistakes, is what I ended up with. Today’s prompt is to write about an unexpected discovery.

Wintry Dawn

the
sky
as it
lightened from
the edges until
it slowly became the color
of marble or alabaster
or the thick cream in
the coffee
that I
don’t
drink

2010 November PAD- Day 24

This is the home stretch, for the PAD challenge. Between the snow, and the holiday frenzy, I’m hoping I can find the time to glide right into the finish line. Another bell curve Fibonacci, for the prompt “write a spaces poem”.

Rules of the Game

The
trick
is to
avoid chutes
and get to the top
climbing all the ladders you can.
The rest of the squares don’t count much,
just spaces that you
must pass through
along
the
way.

More 2010 November PAD- Day 23

What a perfect day to try out new poetry forms. Here is a shadorma, a bell curve Fibonacci, and a hay(na)ku.

When Ice is a Vice

Ice is nice,
except when it’s not.
When cars slide
you’d be well
advised to just stay inside
and look from afar.

A Mid-Winter’s Day Snow

If
you
go out
in the snow
dress warm, whether it’s
thirty above, or ten below.
Snow and ice might look mighty nice
but I’ll stay indoors
and keep warm
by the
fire-
place.

hay(na)ku-
a haiku
or a sneeze?