"The desert bears only a scathing sun, and nothing more."
"What about mirages?"

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

Poem VI - Spring Puddle.

of reflections--
trees and sky
beneath my feet.
by rhythmic steps.
Ripples spread
far as I can see.

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There are lots of puddles around here lately, with all the good weather we've been having. It's kind of nice to see that the spring hasn't abandoned us Canadians just yet. Although with all the spring melt comes leaks. And our house is prone to them. A lot of the carpet in the basement (where my room happens to be) is drenched with cold snow water coming from the gutters. It's no fun to step in a wet spot and feel chills dash through your toes. Thankfully, the carpet in my room seems unharmed.

So far, NaPoWriMo is going awesome for me. Script Frenzy, not so much. I was doing fine until school started up again, and now I find myself with studying and homework to keep up with. Ah well. the good thing is we're still early into the month, and whatever I get done is certainly better than nothing.


  1. I spent two years in your city...embrace that good weather.

  2. I love how you say so much with so few words! You are doing great with NaPoWriMo...maybe doing Frenzy at the same time along with school was a bit of overload. No worries. There's always next year.
    We're having fantastic spring weather in New Orleans - it's the best time of year to come for a visit so come on down!

  3. Nice imagery and economy of words. I love it when a poet can say a lot with a little.

  4. Keep up the hard work JB. It will pay off eventually. Besides, hard work keeps us honest.


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