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| thoreau | Mar 20 2010, 01:14 PM Post #1 |
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thoreau's "tally5" poems These are poems I've written for display on a "Tally 5" voting board. Just a little longer than haiku, but still short enough to require extreme economy of expression. Some people even voted for their favorite lines :-) Enjoy! -- thoreau --------------------------------------- (november 16, 2009) 8 november roses, 1 still blooming 1 as the maple leaves 1 gently fall 1 on the old birdhouse (or in haiku form) november roses bloom as the maple leaves fall on the old birdhouse --------------------------------------- (august 19, 2009) 2 august hangs heavy, 1 a thick woolen blanket. 0 my cooling relief: 0 the sight of 2 a napping puppy --------------------------------------- (march 18, 2009) 3 pre-dawn dark silence, 6 looking at my (almost) face 0 in the bathroom mirror. 0 through the washcloth 7 my hands see more clearly link to the story behind this poem: http://throwshiswords.wordpress.com/2009/03/18/poem-face/ --------------------------------------- autumn rain (november 2, 2008) 1 running down the street 2 pooling in the grass; 2 red yellow orange 3 leaves fall like 4 thick dripping paint link to the picture that inspired this poem: http://throwshiswords.wordpress.com/2008/11/02/poem-autumn-rain/ --------------------------------------- (may 12, 2008) 2 little evening tree 4 yawns, and shyly waves 0 goodnight 2 to grandfather mountain 2 who is already asleep link to the picture that inspired this poem: http://throwshiswords.wordpress.com/2008/05/12/little-evening-tree/ --------------------------------------- march one (march 1, 2008) 2 blooming yellow, 2 early daffodils 0 all facing 1 the same direction 6 except one I've noticed lately that daffodils and tulips seem to be some of the earliest blooming flowers, with more kinds of flowers to come as spring progresses. Roses will be the last to bloom, sometime in June, so it looks like were' in for a full four months of continuous blooming this year! --------------------------------------- christmas eve (december 24, 2007) 1 a busy mail carrier 1 and the afternoon rain 1 both 1 pause 4 to admire a rainbow --------------------------------------- nw autumn (november 8, 2007) 2 early light peeks 0 under thick clouds, 2 painting the river's 4 blurred steel mirror 1 to match the trees --------------------------------------- (september 14, 2007) 0 in the spaces 4 between day and dream 3 sundance breeze blown 2 fluttering oak leaves 1 are a school of salmon --------------------------------------- nw spring (may 1, 2007) 0 slow-motion fireworks 1 (even the trees, in pink, 1 blue, yellow, red, white) 2 goes way beyond cliche 2 to archetype --------------------------------------- (january 23, 2007) 1 morning light . . . 0 has spring come early? 2 oh, 0 no, it's just 6 moss in the oak trees --------------------------------------- concerto (december 26, 2006) 1 winter rain, 1 clothes drier rumbles 0 in another room, 5 quiet breathing 3 next to me --------------------------------------- it figures (november 28, 2006) 4 home for the holiday 4 loving family and 1 wonderful food 2 but every year 0 i return with a cold --------------------------------------- ripples continue (october 19, 2006) 0 ripples in a pond -- 1 the pebble sinks 0 but the ripples 2 continue 9 and are not forgotten -- in memory of Bettina6953 --------------------------------------- (september 27, 2006) 1 late summer early autumn 4 indigo dusk fading -- 3 the old oak is half-lit 1 by a streetlamp and the 3 murmur of distant traffic --------------------------------------- "senseless?" (august 6, 2006) 1 sight, sound? 1 definitely tough. 0 touch, taste? i'd get by. 3 humor, that's the one 4 indispensable. --------------------------------------- "summer storm" (july 7, 2006) 2 warm, rain in the trees 1 lulling me to sleep 3 the sound of thunder 0 there to remind me of 2 the passage of time --------------------------------------- "close to home" (june 2, 2006) 2 high on a hillside 2 on a cool drizzly day, 1 looking down over 1 heavy low clouds, and 3 mist on the river Some people associate cloudy rainy days with sadness or melancholy, but not ffft and me. We love our Pacific Northwest weather. Taking the dogs for a walk up on the high bluffs overlooking the Willamette River, I pause for a few moments, filled with the thought "I live here!" --------------------------------------- "best of all" (April 28, 2006) 0 first spring 4 in our new house, 2 sun peeking through, 3 scent of new-mown grass 4 through an open window --------------------------------------- (April 7, 2006) 2 surf 0 rocks 0 cold day 5 windblown hair - 2 oregon coastline --------------------------------------- "a question" (March 3, 2006) 1 does a poem have to be 2 about something? 1 or is it enough to 4 ponder sing dance cry 1 wander sleep laugh fly --------------------------------------- "memory" (February 9, 2006) 1 who said that? 3 it was that guy 1 you know, that guy 1 on that show 3 oh wait, no, was it you? --------------------------------------- (January 16, 2006) 3 rain patter on glass, 4 wind in the bare trees, 1 dark -- 0 illuminated by a monitor 2 a touch on my shoulder -- for ffft --------------------------------------- "say what?" (Dec 29, 2005) 1 new gnu knew 3 so-so, so sew 1 two to tutu too. 0 bow bough! tow toe! 6 know no no-no! a bit of silliness -- if you can come up with an explication that actually makes any sense, i'd sure love to see it :-) --------------------------------------- "wordgrove" (Dec 9, 2005) 4 (water sky trees quiet) 2 words 2 are not necessary 0 but oh so 2 welcome --------------------------------------- "transience" (Nov 27, 2005) 0 temporary apartment -- 1 but let's at least 2 hang the pictures 1 before we move 2 again --------------------------------------- "Wildcatting" (Nov 6, 2005) 0 digging 3 exploratory wells -- 1 but no one has yet 0 invented a seismograph 3 for inspiration "Wildcatting" is the term used in the early days of oil exploration. Before modern geology and seismological tools, searchers for oil simply had to drill many many exploratory wells hoping to come across the black gold, or at least clues to its presence in the rock and water deep below the surface. For those who were persistent, fortune might smile and reward them with a "lucky strike". Writing can be like that, in that the writer can only try idea after idea, looking for the hard-to-describe hints of a something that could be _something_. Only after the flash of inspiration can the writer's tools of "craft" be used. -- thoreau --------------------------------------- |
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