Some of these poems have gushed up from wherever such things lie. And some have been formed from news articles or photos.
SEN-NEWS
"Christmas Eve"
a failed attempt
at suicide--the Madoffs
after the news broke
~~~
SEN-NEWS
"Later, perhaps"
We burn
our macramas,
those stifling body veils.
The flames resemble thin, frilly
neck scarves.
~~~
CINQUAIN
"In the Mountains"
Inside
in the Ozarks
during the autumn? What
a shame! But, geez! It's 28
degrees!
~~~
CINQUAIN
"Noise"
Last night
the fan sounded
like a bullfrog in pain.
I sprayed some Skin-So-Soft on it.
Voila!
~~~
SENRYU
"At the writers colony"
replica
of a Dairy Hollow cow
watching as I write
~~~
CINQUAIN
"Late October"
Brewing
second 4-cup
pot of flavored coffee
on this cold and rainy Ozark
morning.
c 2011 by Pat Laster dba lovepat press
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
The Atmosphere of Autumn
CINQUAIN
The sweet
odor of sawn
lumber drifts from neighbor's,
adds to sparkle of just-watered
garden.
~~~
CINQUAIN
"Mandevilla"
"Hello,
pretty flower,"
I say to the pink bloom
that faces me when the swivel
stops. "Hi."
~~~
CINQUAIN
"Who Taught Who(m)?"
The cats,
outside all night,
head-butted at their food
dish. Did athletes learn this action
from pets?
~~~
SENRYU
in the metal jaw
of the clipboard ...sizeable
sheaf of manuscript
--idea from Hotchner, Papa Hemingway, p.72
~~~
SEN-NEWS*
(* a designation of my own)
"Occupy Wall Street"
he is skilled, jobless
and pessimistic, yet he
whips out an iPhone
~~~
c 2011 by Pat Laster dba lovepat press
The sweet
odor of sawn
lumber drifts from neighbor's,
adds to sparkle of just-watered
garden.
~~~
CINQUAIN
"Mandevilla"
"Hello,
pretty flower,"
I say to the pink bloom
that faces me when the swivel
stops. "Hi."
~~~
CINQUAIN
"Who Taught Who(m)?"
The cats,
outside all night,
head-butted at their food
dish. Did athletes learn this action
from pets?
~~~
SENRYU
in the metal jaw
of the clipboard ...sizeable
sheaf of manuscript
--idea from Hotchner, Papa Hemingway, p.72
~~~
SEN-NEWS*
(* a designation of my own)
"Occupy Wall Street"
he is skilled, jobless
and pessimistic, yet he
whips out an iPhone
~~~
c 2011 by Pat Laster dba lovepat press
Thursday, October 13, 2011
If I could stay outside all cool autumn days...
At times--
like fall--I wish
the swing faced north, where reds
and oranges of sassafras
flame forth.
~~~
TWO WRENS...
...checking
out the concrete
square of the porch pillar
holding up the roof. Househunting
perhaps?
~~~
Back from
mailing month's bills,
I point to zinnias, say
"Water those;" to potted mums, say
"Plant those;"
to pears
on the porch swing,
"Peel those." But I head back
into the house where more projects
await.
~~~
HUNGRY
(an Etheree)
One
orange,
one yellow
butterfly-- both
ravenous?--sip from
the yellow zinnia plant.
I move in with a camera;
they flit this way and that, but soon
re-alight on their sustenance, like
feral cats dancing around the food dish.
~~~
A trip
for the paper,
then to retrieve the blue
beer can some fool threw in my yard,
I see
the pears
dotting the ground
and say, I must gather
them today! The wild asters full
of blue
under
the colorful
sassafras remind me
why I didn't destroy them when
I mowed.
~~~
TRY AGAIN
Mama
does; babies see;
kitty tries but can't quite
make the jump from rock to birdbath
water.
THEY TRIED AGAIN
The next
time I look, both
kitties are on the edge
of the concrete basin. I move;
they jump.
~~~
c 2011, Pat Laster dba lovepat press
Check out my first novel, A Journey of Choice, on Amazon, B&N or iUniverse
like fall--I wish
the swing faced north, where reds
and oranges of sassafras
flame forth.
~~~
TWO WRENS...
...checking
out the concrete
square of the porch pillar
holding up the roof. Househunting
perhaps?
~~~
Back from
mailing month's bills,
I point to zinnias, say
"Water those;" to potted mums, say
"Plant those;"
to pears
on the porch swing,
"Peel those." But I head back
into the house where more projects
await.
~~~
HUNGRY
(an Etheree)
One
orange,
one yellow
butterfly-- both
ravenous?--sip from
the yellow zinnia plant.
I move in with a camera;
they flit this way and that, but soon
re-alight on their sustenance, like
feral cats dancing around the food dish.
~~~
A trip
for the paper,
then to retrieve the blue
beer can some fool threw in my yard,
I see
the pears
dotting the ground
and say, I must gather
them today! The wild asters full
of blue
under
the colorful
sassafras remind me
why I didn't destroy them when
I mowed.
~~~
TRY AGAIN
Mama
does; babies see;
kitty tries but can't quite
make the jump from rock to birdbath
water.
THEY TRIED AGAIN
The next
time I look, both
kitties are on the edge
of the concrete basin. I move;
they jump.
~~~
c 2011, Pat Laster dba lovepat press
Check out my first novel, A Journey of Choice, on Amazon, B&N or iUniverse
Thursday, October 6, 2011
A RAFT OF NEW CINQUAINS
Speaking
to the deceased
in obituaries
is becoming more commonplace
nowdays.
~~~
The sad
hanging basket
of Mom's old begonia
finally showing some delicate
pink buds.
~~~
Workers
at Gettysburg
found Civil War bullets
while cutting a fallen oak on
Culp's Hill.
~~~
Buried
artillery
shells still viable all
these decades since the Vietnam
"conflict."
~~~
Polar
bears outnumber
folks in Norway's Arctic
Svalbard. Bear attacks killed one lad,
alas.
~~~
Some folks
are making good
money stealing copper
from churches. Have they no respect
for God?
c 2011 by Pat Laster dba lovepat press
Speaking
to the deceased
in obituaries
is becoming more commonplace
nowdays.
~~~
The sad
hanging basket
of Mom's old begonia
finally showing some delicate
pink buds.
~~~
Workers
at Gettysburg
found Civil War bullets
while cutting a fallen oak on
Culp's Hill.
~~~
Buried
artillery
shells still viable all
these decades since the Vietnam
"conflict."
~~~
Polar
bears outnumber
folks in Norway's Arctic
Svalbard. Bear attacks killed one lad,
alas.
~~~
Some folks
are making good
money stealing copper
from churches. Have they no respect
for God?
c 2011 by Pat Laster dba lovepat press
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