10/19/25 A New Poem for a New Day

Photo Credit: gt39

I strive to try to fly.
My lie is that I’d fly so high.
I cry each time I fly so high.
This lie that I will fly.
I can try to fly.
My time to fly is nigh.
If I fly, I’ll die.
I buy the lie to fly so high.
I fly to strive to try.
My eyes grow wide with pride.
I lied to fly so high I’d die.
I try my lie that I will fly.
My cry will fly so high.
My time to fly is nigh.
I fly to try to strive.
Can I just try to fly?
I fly with no cry to die.
I fly so high I cry.
I lie as I try to fly.
My try is that I’d fly so high.
I lie to fly so high.
I try by the by.
My cry will lie and die.
Don’t try to fly so high.
I hide to not fly so high I’d die.
I cry, why can’t I fly?
I grow my grand lie to fly so high.
I cry as I fly.
I want to try to fly.
I must fly to not die.
When I fly so high, I die.
Why lie when I can fly?
I must try to fly.
I fly so high I’ll die.
Less try. Just fly. Don’t die.

Blast from the Past:

But why long for wings?
My shoulders’ pang for freedom
Has kept me grounded.

09/09/24 A New Imayo for a New Day

Photo Credit: alatyren

He kneels for a nice long sob – soft licks smear his face
He turns his glum gaze outwards – his dog pants waiting
Tears breach the dam his eyes held – the dog strides his lap
He whimpers now aware that someone’s there to care

This is my first attempt at an imayo, a form of poetry made of 4 lines. Each is 12 syllables, split into a 7 syllable and 5 syllable section.

Blast from the Past:

Wake happy and cry
By the day’s end. Start doubting
And end satisfied.

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.

08/15/25 A New Haiku for a New Day

Photo Credit: Happy Face Emoji

The feelings that hurt
To act that’s the true wisdom
Shipwreck of my soul

Blast from the Past:

Unsure what to feel
Facing another day where
Everything’s in flux.