Five lines

Years ago, when I fell into what is sometimes referred to as “writer’s block,” I found an outlet in haiku, tanka, cinquain, and other short form poems. I made a pledge to myself to write three lines a day, sometimes five. I was able to keep it up for over a year, until the file […]

Four Tankas

The moon’s fingernail scrapes a far away gazer’s thoughts, breaking open her mind, freeing a thousand love songs stoked with lunar dust. East-blowing storms coil above night’s descending horizon. Stars pop from showering brushstrokes across blue lingering breath. I pledge to read each day’s oncoming slaughter as a penniless dark spur opening beneath a cataclysm […]