While
I usually tend to wax poetic for a page or two in my poems, I’ve been reading
some poets who have small, almost haiku-like poems that capture a single
thought or image, so I thought I would try this out. They weren’t originally
all supposed to be a single sentence each, but that’s how they started to end
up, so I went with it.
These
poems are also heavily influenced by the Coconino National Forest, in which
Flagstaff is located, and with which I am in love. I’ve tried to write several
peoms capturing my feelings about the forest, but they always seem to either
spiral out of control or die a few lines in. Thus, I think these single
sentence poems can capture what I want more effectively, by focusing on a one small
thought or feeling at a time.
Serenity
Some
days
I
wish I could run away
to
the forest,
my
forest,
where
the only sounds would be
the
shriek of the wind,
the
roar of the trees,
and
the constant cry of the birds.
I seek a path long gone,
scattered
somewhere
under
golden leaves
and
rusty ferns,
devoured
by the forest.
Solitude
The art of daydreaming
is like hermitic alchemy,
spinning loneliness into gold.
Cold
My breath floats white in the air
as the needles drip in the sun.
And yes, this isn't a witches broom, but I didn't have time to take a picture of one |
Witch's
broom
a
kissing curse,
spreads
like coral,
like
fire,
under
your skin.
Pain
with
panes so big
mine
seems small.
Ponderosa
Sap,
dirt, the inevitable burning,
and
the scent of centuries-
old
butterscotch and vanilla:
there
is nothing like it in the world.
Mori
The
forest calls
with
a soft voice
through
sharp needles
That's all! See you next time!
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