Poetry Thursday: Gait

Poetry Thursday strikes again. The other night my cousin-in-law recognized me by my walk, and felt the need to notify me of this fact. I thought it odd, and set about writing about it. That was last night, and it took me multiple hours to come up with something I was happy with. What you see now is not that work, but rather a separate project from the same source material, with a totally different direction. One way or the other, I’m actually happy with both. I hope you all enjoy it. Christ Abide.

Weekend Reflections: A Poem

Yeah, yeah. It isn’t Thursday. Oh well. It came to me, and so it gets posted. Go figure.

Poetry Thursday: Fickle Dreams

I’ve been playing, mentally, with how I write poetry. I tend towards free verse, probably because I’m not very good at rhyming. I don’t have an ear for syllable count or the like, so I play to my strengths. This poem began with some rhyming, but I found it important to move away from it, for entirely internal reasons. Hopefully you will all enjoy this entry. Keep an eye on Ivy’s blog in the next few days for part two of that fiction thing I did a little while back. Likewise, there is an interesting discussion (and if you read the comments, you’ll see I chimed in) on one of her recent rants. Check it all out. Christ Abide.

Poetry Thursday: That Day

That Day

Hiatus: Over. Also, A Poem

My hiatus is over. I successfully wrote a couple of papers, read a book, graded a ton of papers, and managed to get enough sleep that I’m not dead. Barely.