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dogtrax<p>Even broken strings<br>on an old broken<br>guitar sing in deep repose;</p><p>the memory thrums -<br>the hand strums<br>an architecture of notes</p><p>Somewhere, that familiar song<br>still plays in a broken<br>key; its resonance, floats</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a> (prompt: broken things)</p>
dogtrax<p>Suddenly In Bloom</p><p>You merely blinked<br>and then it was<br>as if the switch,<br>flicked; the flowers<br>bloomed</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> via <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a></p>
dogtrax<p>I remember<br>the first night<br>in that apartment,<br>that old brick building,<br>the way the Mill River<br>roared just outside<br>the window, as if<br>life were suddenly<br>moving on</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> for <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a> </p><p><a href="https://www.ethicalela.com/i-remember/" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank"><span class="invisible">https://www.</span><span class="">ethicalela.com/i-remember/</span><span class="invisible"></span></a></p>
dogtrax<p>You might have liked me<br>to be a child of sticks,<br>of snare shots, sizzle,<br>and coordinated drum kicks</p><p>Instead, you had me,<br>a curious kid with fingers<br>on the keys, a tongue<br>on mouthpiece and reed</p><p>We all find our way in</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> for <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a></p>
dogtrax<p>Today's prompt at <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a> was an I Am From poem. I tried a music note theme.</p><p>read: <a href="https://write.as/dogtrax/i-am-from-whole-notes" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank"><span class="invisible">https://</span><span class="ellipsis">write.as/dogtrax/i-am-from-who</span><span class="invisible">le-notes</span></a> </p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> (not that small, I know, but it's a fav tag)</p>
dogtrax<p>A hammer to<br>the head —<br>it's not what<br>you think —<br>but even so,<br>years after,<br>I thought<br>about it, often,<br>late at night,<br>remembering<br>the fall,<br>the cry,<br>the call,<br>as I lay awake<br>in bed</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> for <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a><br><a href="https://www.ethicalela.com/scars/" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank"><span class="invisible">https://www.</span><span class="">ethicalela.com/scars/</span><span class="invisible"></span></a></p>
dogtrax<p>On paper, at least,<br>a travel itinerary's<br>flawlessly built <br>on possibilities:<br>a leap in <br>imagination<br>of side alleyways,<br>riverside wanderings,<br>museum galleries, <br>shops and eateries,<br>and a language<br>to wrestle your tongue<br>into submission</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> for <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a><br><a href="https://www.ethicalela.com/oh-the-places-youll-go/" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank"><span class="invisible">https://www.</span><span class="ellipsis">ethicalela.com/oh-the-places-y</span><span class="invisible">oull-go/</span></a></p>
dogtrax<p>Imagine a world of cloud<br>rolling above the hills,<br>alone, but beyond a crowd<br>of daytime daffodils,<br>with petals reaching towards trees,<br>both, swaying to the breeze</p><p>a "borrowed rhyme" poem for <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a><br><a href="https://www.ethicalela.com/borrowed-rhymes/" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank"><span class="invisible">https://www.</span><span class="">ethicalela.com/borrowed-rhymes/</span><span class="invisible"></span></a><br>words borrowed from I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud by William Wordsworth<br><a href="https://discoverpoetry.com/poems/william-wordsworth/i-wandered-lonely-as-a-cloud/" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank"><span class="invisible">https://</span><span class="ellipsis">discoverpoetry.com/poems/willi</span><span class="invisible">am-wordsworth/i-wandered-lonely-as-a-cloud/</span></a></p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a></p>
dogtrax<p>A moment<br>of breathing,<br>in the woods</p><p>Stop - note the<br>uncurling<br>green branch buds;</p><p>this small grove<br>of elm trees<br>awakens</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> for <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a> (tricube poem format)</p><p><a href="https://www.ethicalela.com/when-spring-speaks-in-tricubes/" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank"><span class="invisible">https://www.</span><span class="ellipsis">ethicalela.com/when-spring-spe</span><span class="invisible">aks-in-tricubes/</span></a></p>
dogtrax<p>I am wander<br>a page spelunker<br>wrapping fingers<br>around verse<br>immersed inside<br>some other<br>poet's writing<br>finding something<br>forgotten or missed<br>a glance a sound<br>a thought a kiss</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> for <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a></p><p><a href="https://www.ethicalela.com/the-verse-collector/" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank"><span class="invisible">https://www.</span><span class="ellipsis">ethicalela.com/the-verse-colle</span><span class="invisible">ctor/</span></a></p>
dogtrax<p>You see the whole<br>of things, Charles Wallace,<br>while we capture only<br>the softest of edges</p><p>It’s almost as if<br>you’re invisibly threaded<br>in connection to your sister,<br>her thoughts in the night<br>like starlight,</p><p>and yet, you fall silent<br>near strangers, observant<br>as always, always noticing<br>the slightest twitches<br>in the fabric of time</p><p>You might do well to learn<br>to wear humility as a blanket,<br>for the universe depends<br>upon you</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> for <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a> (prompt is be inspired by character from a book)</p>
dogtrax<p>Beneath snow,<br>ice -- an invisible<br>layer of danger</p><p>Tread carefully<br>where nature is known <br>to harden in form</p><p>We wander this world<br>always on the edge<br>of collapse</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> for <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a>, with a prompt about being observational of your surroundings.</p>
dogtrax<p>A poem from the <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a> prompt this morning, on hurt and healing. I turned to my Martin tenor saxophone.</p><p>text of poem: <a href="https://dogtraxwrites.com/poetry/poetry-taking-my-martin-apart/" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank"><span class="invisible">https://</span><span class="ellipsis">dogtraxwrites.com/poetry/poetr</span><span class="invisible">y-taking-my-martin-apart/</span></a></p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> (well, not quite small but I'm keeping my fav hashtag)</p>
dogtrax<p>The prompt for this morning's <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a> poems was an etheree/mirror poem and I used Vintage Vanity -- a prose poem by Terrance Hayes -- for mine. </p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> </p><p>Hayes Poem: <a href="https://poets.org/poem/vintage-vanity" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank"><span class="invisible">https://</span><span class="">poets.org/poem/vintage-vanity</span><span class="invisible"></span></a><br>Prompt: <a href="https://www.ethicalela.com/hope-lies-within/" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank"><span class="invisible">https://www.</span><span class="ellipsis">ethicalela.com/hope-lies-withi</span><span class="invisible">n/</span></a></p>
dogtrax<p>Secret:<br> make a song,<br> gold-woven<br> with shadows</p><p> My fingers<br> play you,<br> gently,</p><p> a blanket,<br> blue like<br> silver</p><p> I sing<br> and in<br> my heart</p><p> I shelter<br> you, secretly</p><p>a blackout/found <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/poem" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>poem</span></a> for <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a><br>Original Source: Secret by Gwendolyn B. Bennett </p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a></p>
dogtrax<p>Four/Four</p><p>A set of drums<br>Fast pedal clock click<br>His hands hitting cymbals<br>An intricate rhythm stick</p><p>In near perfect balance<br>An intricate rhythm stick<br>In four-four time<br>The drummer never quits</p><p>Each note becomes another<br>Drive it home, forward<br>His hands hitting cymbals<br>The beat of feet</p><p>The guitar is gone<br>The bass drops out<br>The singer now sits<br>The drummer never quits</p><p>variation on 4x4 poem - four stanzas, four words each line, some lines weave in and out</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> with prompt via <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a></p>
dogtrax<p>All day it continues, each kindness<br>reaching toward another—a stranger<br>singing to no one ...</p><p>— from For The Sake Of Strangers<br>by Dorianne Laux</p><p>You spent your day<br>in hesitation, waiting<br>for the moment when<br>kindness might come</p><p>But what if in that waiting,<br>you missed the opportunity<br>to receive the grace of<br>another's reaching out</p><p>And so, too, today brings<br>the possibility of each of us<br>making one small act<br>to alter the life of another</p><p>Sing the song<br>another might hear</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> for <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/openwrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>openwrite</span></a></p>
dogtrax<p>Upon reflection,<br>I wonder if my words<br>got angled, tangled up<br>in emotion and syntax,<br>the facts of what I was saying<br>obscured, for surely,<br>if I had been clear enough,<br>if I had been articulate enough,<br>if I had whispered loud enough,<br>with passion, in a fashion,<br>he might have listened;<br>instead, he just upped<br>and walked away</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a> for <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/OpenWrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>OpenWrite</span></a> </p><p>A 'reflection' poem</p><p><a href="https://www.flickr.com/photos/dogtrax/54011879637/sizes/o/" rel="nofollow noopener" translate="no" target="_blank"><span class="invisible">https://www.</span><span class="ellipsis">flickr.com/photos/dogtrax/5401</span><span class="invisible">1879637/sizes/o/</span></a></p>
dogtrax<p>My old classroom was drenched<br>in cold, isolated silence;</p><p>Now I'm bathed in songs of joy<br>rising from the playground</p><p>a Naani <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/smallpoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>smallpoems</span></a> for <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/openwrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>openwrite</span></a></p>
dogtrax<p>Today's final August prompt for <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/openwrite" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>openwrite</span></a> was to find a poem by another and write a TIME acronym poem. I stumbled, not unexpectedly on a Lune poem my <a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/clmooc" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>clmooc</span></a> friend <span class="h-card" translate="no"><a href="https://mastodon.social/@tellio" class="u-url mention" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">@<span>tellio</span></a></span> as my anchor poem</p><p>How the day slides by.<br>nearly done.<br>watercolor spent.<br>— poem by Tellio</p><p>Tellio, my friend, Terry, again,<br>I'm forever thankful of the moment<br>My quill connected with yours, for we are<br>forEver dipping nibs of wonder into ink</p><p><a href="https://mastodon.social/tags/SmallPoems" class="mention hashtag" rel="nofollow noopener" target="_blank">#<span>SmallPoems</span></a></p>