Author: ETHNODATA1

09/08/25 A New Haiku for a New Day

Photo Credit: Me. I took this photo.

Considering the
Strange world we live in, why choose
To stay in one place?

Blast from the Past:

When your heart’s afar,
It’s just gone to a new place
Where you should join too.

09/07/25 A New Poem for a New Day

Photo Credit: Aurela Redenica

I
Grow
My
Grand
Lie
To
Fly
So
High

This is a poem form I invented, based on Magic 9 poems, which I was reading about recently. Basically, each line must be one syllable and must follow the rhyme scheme: abacadaba.

Blast from the Past:

I stand here confused.
I shake my wings intently,
But I do not fly.

09/05/25 A New Than-Bauk for a New Day

Photo Credit: Soheb Zaidi

It’s here I wait
At the gate where
My late bus isn’t.

I just look on
Eying dawn as
A yawn consumes

They all still sleep
Few cars creep past
No peep from them

If my eyes take
A quick break, will
It snake right past?

Today’s poem is a than-bauk.

Blast from the Past:

Once again I face
The dauntingly simple task
Of falling asleep…

09/04/25 A New Haiku for a New Day

Photo Credit: Mike Beaumont

To avoid thinking
To not reflect on one’s life
Go through the motions

Blast from the Past:

The questions of life:
No matter how fast you run,
They’re where you will be

09/03/25 A New Sijo for a New Day

Photo Credit: Tan Dao

She told me that we were no longer together
But I could not love again if she and I were to part
So it’s with much trepidation that I give both of you my heart

Today, I tried writing a sijo.

Blast from the Past:

A hell of a ride
We had, but you thought we were
Riding to heaven.

09/01/25 A New Palindrome Poem for a New Day

Photo Credit: Rob Griffin

Silent men
Make monsters
Scream
Monsters make
Men silent

This is my first go at a palindrome poem. The idea is that after a certain hinge word (in my case “scream”) the rest of the poem repeats the same words backwards.

Blast from the Past:

Must we feign surprise
When monsters return after
We bred them so long?

08/31/25 A Magic 9 Poem for a New Day

Photo Credit: Pexels

Eyes glued forward, beyond the rise and fall
Too afraid to look another way
The wind howls its persistent call
A slap across my face
The boat inches on its slow crawl
Nothing can change its glacial pace
“Forward!”, “Forward!” I try to call
Get me to another day
Beyond the rise and fall

Today’s poem is a Magic 9 poem, a 9 line poem following this rhyme scheme: abacadaba. Evidently, this form of poetry was invented as a typo of abracadabra, but without the r’s.

Blast from the Past:

I’ll try again to
Right the ship that veers off course
Towards oblivion