14 January 2010

Winter Poetry Slam: Dos

Leaves falling, swirling
wind turns chill, your memory
cannot hold my hand.


  1. I let go
    just as heats
    rode up
    on high wind
    I could see
    high above tree tops
    I knew it was for the best... :)

  2. wind turns chill

    now you're cooking

    and measuring
    what holds
    what doesnt

    your brevity is frightening

  3. Winter falls, in sadness
    from the trees.
    Wind stings the eyes
    and chills the soul.

    (I know, it fails the haiku syllable requisites)

  4. I hope I don't have to write a poem to comment?

    This one's my favourite.


"Let your laws come undone
Don't suffer your crimes
Let the love in your heart take control..."

-'The Hair Song', by Black Mountain

Tell me what is in your heart...