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Harlow Flick, Right Fielder

Apr 22, 2025 at 11:37pm
In response to "Quiet after the storms "

Harlow Flick, Right Fielder I tried to take an abstraction and ground it (in concrete?).

Thanks for reading.

Apr 22, 2025 at 12:15pm
In response to "Quiet after the storms "

Atmospheric. Well done.

I particularly like the first stanza.

Katya the Poet

Apr 18, 2025 at 8:50am
In response to "As we rot"

Thanks so much for this poem, and for sharing the story of the dead dog and his beautiful teeth!! (The last line also makes me think of the wolf in the fairy tale Little Red Riding Hood!!) I love the feeling in this, and the praise, and the brevity and the long EE of "teeth" in the last line, making me smile.

Apr 13, 2025 at 12:32pm
In response to "Quiet after the storms "

Joy Oh, I love the bittersweet or dark-and-light although this has more dark.

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Joy

Apr 13, 2025 at 11:34am
In response to "Quiet after the storms "

Very effective lines even with--or maybe because of--the grim in them.

Apr 9, 2025 at 8:57pm
In response to "On a green day"

Cappucine I'll bow to "strangely beautiful".

I just went with the flow. Could use a minor edit but I'm happy that you like it.

Cappucine

Apr 9, 2025 at 8:19pm
In response to "On a green day"

This is strangely beautiful. Thank you for the note about Thailand - I am happy to know this!

Joy

Apr 9, 2025 at 1:56pm
In response to "Make up your mind, Spot! "

Congrats!

I didn't think it was silly, though! I rather thought you were a genius of description.

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Apr 9, 2025 at 1:43pm
In response to "October Blues"

winklett Thank you. Any emotional response is good imho. At my age, and in my situation, I'm surrounded by echoes and embers. Reality is heartless; the Past slips away; the shore of the Future — shrouded in fog.

May 13, 2021 at 12:51am

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Serenade ...# [82]

Serenade

We see cloud linings
as if they're cotton,
as if they're hung above us
like a blanket
to keep us safe and snug
upon the ground
as the flapping flag makes muted sounds;
but, through the dirty window,
I can only hear it waving
to the setting sun.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga, [178.82.s] (14.mai.2021)

May 13, 2021 at 12:51am

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Grain sifts [81]

Grain sifts

Grain sifts between soft fingers —
time lifts warm seas;
between cold mountain ridges —
life boldly clings.

Forget how once you hurt me —
regrets won't heal;
by morning light remember —
when mourning me.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.81] (14.mai.2021)

8 lines aabb rhymes on 2nd/3rd syllable. 7/4/7/4 rhythm.

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May 13, 2021 at 12:50am

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Evening coffee [80]

Evening coffee

Vermilion streaks stretch west to east
as thoughts fade from blue to puce to gunmetal.
My evening coffee cools
as I travel to Thailand, Taiwan, taking the bridge
that spans the river that flows beneath me.
It races towards the setting sun as if
it will flow forever. I take another sip
as if I have eternity to savor it.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.80] (13.mai.2021)

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May 7, 2021 at 12:25pm

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Minus your ink [79]

Minus your ink

Minus your ink
this page becomes a palimpsest
to receive new joys and tears.

Minus my scribbles
there is no story, no need to stray
beyond the edges of reality.

Minus our future
there is no need, no need.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.79] (7.mai.2021)

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May 6, 2021 at 5:18pm

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Sky Clock [78]

Sky clock

Someone once lived here seeking water
where there was only dust,
and fed themselves by the sweat of their labor
and the crap shoot of luck.

Then rains stopped or the children grew up
and gold returned to rust;
but, the windmill kept recording the seasons
of what is and was once.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.78] (6.mai.2021]

ekphrastic 8 lines 9/6/11/6

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May 5, 2021 at 12:50pm

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Delta [77]

Delta

to participate

We were mere droplets
brought together in clouds
that shrouded mountains.
We fell from grace,
gaining speed in rivulets
that joined to cascade
in waterfalls and rapids.
We became complacent
as land flattened out
and we meandered
as if there were no tomorrow.
Now we have entered the delta
spread apart by time and distance
searching for each other.
Soon our journey will be over
united again by the seashore
perhaps to rejoin the clouds.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.77] (5.mai.2021)

17 line free verse. Note: 'delta' means 'participate' in Norwegian.

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May 4, 2021 at 6:01pm

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Ulpiana beckons [69]

Ulpiana beckons

I'm as conflicted as Kosovo,
constricted by history and heritage
to consume myself, leaving nothing
but crumbs among ruins.

Under Serbian cornfields
shards of Rome rest to be uncovered
as if peace could be discovered
between the bombs and besa of Albanians.

I feel passion tearing me to pieces.
I have always been content with crumbs. (I've always survived/lived off of crumbs)

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.69] (27.prill/Април.2021)

I have a flag of Kosovo on my kitchen counter. I look at it and wish I were there. There are many places, so many places to visit that I'll never visit; yet, I have been blessed.

In a blog entry 27.04.21

May 4, 2021 at 5:53pm

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April in Costa Rica [68]

April in Costa Rica

Summer's dust is washed away. 7
Big bugs come out to play. 6
Birds now sit upon their nests. 7
We thank the rains; we're blest. 6

Roads to somewhere go nowhere, 7
the bridge no longer there. 6
Holy Week is over now. 7
No need to go to town. 6

Miss planting, you'll go hungry. 7
No time to be angry. 6
Not idyllic as it seems. 7
It's time to plant the beans 6

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.68] (28.april.2021)

In a blog entry 28.04.21.

May 4, 2021 at 5:46pm

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Tucked away [67]

Tucked away

inspired by "1000 Stars"

The east wind blew me away.
When will the west wind blow me back?
I ran to where the east wind never stops.
A thousand miles isn't far enough.

I left everything behind
except what I tucked away.
There you'll rest forever close to my heart.
A thousand years isn't time enough.

The stars above connect us
with their eternal promises.
The Moon shines kindly down on us. She knows
a thousand miles is never enough.

The ground waits to receive my bones.
The empty sky awaits my soul.
Unitl I depart let the east wind blow.
Ten thousand years won't be enough.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.67] (28.april.2021)

First sketched in a blog entry 28.april.21

May 4, 2021 at 5:03pm

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Doubts [66]

Doubts

You cannot count us;
we dance before your eyes
as motes or midges,
enter you heart as pain
or longing,
myriad mounds of regret
unmelting,
closer than your life-vein.

© Copyright 2021 Kåre Enga [178.66]

8 line free verse (some alliteration and rhyme) prompt: myriad.

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