Villanelle – Hold Your Tongue

Have I gone blind; or just lost sightof an unplanned destination?Having held my tongue I feel contrite. I am the darkest part of night;I have fed on hesitation.Have I gone blind or just lost sight? Spitting words like venom when I fight,I don’t speak of devastation.Having held my tongue I feel contrite. My bark is... Continue Reading →

Sonnet – Like Atlas

Upon my shoulders the world has been placed;my burden, against my will and protest.I, a bird, return to an empty nest;my potential plundered, and then displaced. The badge I wear leaves me feeling disgraced,revolted by the skin in which I’m dressed.My path and progression have both been pressedand I am hollowed by my hate and... Continue Reading →

Cinquain – Fear

Do notspeak about fear,for doing so makes real,all you may have wished to ignoreunleashed. 2021©DSCoremans Picture Used Taken: (Radiohead) Glasgow Green, Scotland (June 2008) ©DSCoremans Happy Writing. Stay Safe. Stay Distracted.

Senryu – Fear

I will lose them bothbefore I can find myself.I must be ready. 2021©DSCoremans Picture Used Taken: (Radiohead) Glasgow Green, Scotland (June 2008) ©DSCoremans Happy Writing. Stay Safe. Stay Distracted.

The Bop – Where I Should Be

Sometimes I writewithout intention;waiting to seewhat happensnaturally, or not,I go with the flow, I arrive where I should be. Without preparationI am left unsteadyand though I tryI am never sure, where I should be.It fills my head with angstwhen I think about you, instead of meyet every choice along the journey,is one I would make... Continue Reading →

Villanelle – Return Me To My Chamber

Return me to my chamberfor it has only been a yearand I must avoid the danger. The present lurking strangeris a harbinger of fear,so return me to my chamber. The safety of a mangersaw out the first New Year,as we avoid the danger. Reality grows stranger;all our problems disappear.Now, return me to my chamber. Soon... Continue Reading →

Sonnet – Too Much

Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much.Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much.Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much.Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much.Too much. Too much. Too much. Too much. Too... Continue Reading →

Villanelle (Elegy) – for Kris

If that which I have learned is to be believed;I am left shaken and full of sorrowand long has it been since we were bereaved. I think of all that we together achievedin forgotten yesterdays; no more tomorrowif that which I have learned is to be believed. Long since our cords of life were weavedor... Continue Reading →

Free Verse – The Mirror

Now, when I look, deepwithin your eyesmy dearest friendsI see only myselfreflected back.As if the surfaceof your eyesare but a looking glass. At firstI am shockedthat such an ornate mirrorhas been shattered;fractures marthis reflective surface. I stare longer,too long perhaps,and I seethat it is notthe mirrorwhich is brokenbut myself. Seen throughyour eyes,which know me bestall... Continue Reading →

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