(2015)
This is a univocal lipogram poem, where only one vowel is used throughout the poem
#Lipogram #Wind
The quiet hum, perpetual ticking of the large grey soda fountain in the lobby is the only sound I hear now.
Strength of the mighty ocean couldn’t calm existence the pressu… nor violence by which we all measu… Sometimes the only definition of m… Like crossing the Rubicon,
I sat in a lowly lit room in a harsh winter night, fallen into a sense of despair and feeling brutalized by life.
I have been built up~ Brick by brick I am built up. In my mind a developing song, I want to sing to you all day long… I am healing from my woes,
Others in landscapes, perennial dr… caressed by conscious and turbulen… Oh that it may how I wish it were… sailing amidst my turbulent sea. An unconscious mast imposing above…
The rain was not refreshing. we waited and waited on those barren, thirsty desert hills. But no rain came.
I remember the tired streetlights that emitted their hazy glow, discoloring the grass in the park. I remember the playful screams of my fast rambunctious friends,
Why can’t I finally admit love is a powerful emotion like a drug phase, the age old adage that breaks the heart open
I keep seeing them out of shadows they creep, men in black robes.
Do your work and remove yourself. Don’t check the follower count. You are a rock, immoveable in your… You are the river that breathes an… You are provider. And receiver.
Don’t you know that I tried my best to capture exuberance of life in my breast. Hope defined,
Fragrance of her expression keeps me in rumination. At night, with unconscious and relaxed demeanor, my thoughts– oh my thoughts they thrive.
Gazing at the heavens, wondering if I am to blame for evil. Incorrigible self.
If I ever write a poem and give it the title “A Dream”... Do not read that poem. Hesitate before every word,
Everything is a reaction to everything. This sentence is a reaction to the last. The periods at the end are all rea…