Tag: micro poetry

• morning fuzz

  While everyone is pushing and pushing back the morning fuzz of autumn, grasses bloom in place. Children holding parent’s hands walking to the bus stop Magnolia petals drop to the street. 

  Daniel Flosi

  29/03/2020

  life, Poetry

  American, life, micro poetry, parenting, poem, Poetry, society, stress

• Hidden

  A pair of hidden coots   in the sedge line driven out by raucous fighter jets.  Bubbles alive with memory trail upon the lake top.

  Daniel Flosi

  03/03/2020

  Poems, Poetry

  American, life, memory, micro poetry, nature, poem, Poetry

• Whisper

  

  We whisper into the early morning hour out of respect for the dying night

  Daniel Flosi

  07/12/2019

  Poetry, thoughts

  American, life, micro poem, micro poetry, monoku, monostich, thoughts

• The thing I love

  the thing I love about futballers is that they’ll keep running at and trying to beat an opponent, they rarely give up. It’s amazing how quickly and easily their joy becomes your joy, your joy becomes my joy.

  Daniel Flosi

  23/11/2019

  monostich, Poetry, Quotes, thoughts

  American, football, love, micro poetry, monostich, quote, soccer, thoughts

• This Morning

  Coolness of this morning’s carpet, a moth flutters by the front door.

  Daniel Flosi

  11/09/2019

  Haiku, Poetry

  American, change, Haiku, micro poetry, monostich, poem, seasons

• Truth

  There is a cutting truth, the kind of truth that stops the argument in its tracks, there is no wiggling around it —as soon as the truth is seen it cuts through any illusion immediately. Words cutting through illusionmind over mindreality seems ether thin

  Daniel Flosi

  05/08/2019

  Poetry, thoughts

  American, life, micro poetry, poem, thoughts

• 7/29/19

  SevenTwentynineNineteen Fledglings in and out Of baby yew. . . and i’m The only one watching!

  Daniel Flosi

  31/07/2019

  Haiku, Poems

  American, Haiku, micro poetry, nature, poem

• #Haikai Challenge #96 (7/27/19): cicada (semi) #haiku #senryu #haibun #tanka #haiga #renga

  Here’s my entry for this weeks #Haikai Challenge: Cicada Cicada husks on siding of my memory -back to school shopping To check out the other entries and add one yourself… https://wp.me/p7XKTn-4cy

  Daniel Flosi

  29/07/2019

  Haiku, Poems

  American, Haiku, life, memories, micro poem, micro poetry

• Security Guard

  Security guard walks by, radioing a description of the weiner dog.

  Daniel Flosi

  25/07/2019

  Haiku

  American, Haiku, life, micro poem, micro poetry

• Forgetting Shapes

  i’ve forgotten the shapes of countries, i can’t recognize the globe; replacing their memory with the feel of wind in my face. —and the ‘gulls no doubt sing atop the marbled ruin of Her return.

  Daniel Flosi

  25/07/2019

  Myth, Poetry

  American, Haiku, micro poetry, Myth