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Category: 25 words or less

Two Vertical Poems

Some brook trout I caught the other day in a cold-water stream near my house.

Here are two vertical poems that have a haiku, tanka-ish feel.

an
indigo
evening sky
flecked
with gold
reflected
in the
dark
eye
of a
trout

 *   *   *   *   *

after
dinner
my
wet hands
rub
the
dirty dishes
clean
again

 

 

It’s True

spring or winter ?Creative Commons License Sera Photography via Compfight

After the recent election I’ve been grasping for straws and my fingers touched a metaphor, instead.

Here’s a 25-word poem.

It’s True

the moss on the tree
glows
against the rotten snow,
greener
under this gray sky
than a blue one, greener
after the snow
than before.

–Steve Peterson

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