Author Archives: aka Cibo the Anti-Pasti Poet

“This poem is just the same as the last one.”
“Why?” you ask.
“Well…” I begin, “It uses the same words.”
“Yes?” 
“Just in a different order.”
“Oh.”
“And it’s written in English.”
“Sì.”
“Precisely. I never vary it at all. Ever! I even write it like it’s not a poem… when ‘inside’ it really is.”
“No. There is no ‘po-et-ry’ at all in the above.”
“True. But, that’s what I love about writing. It knocks on my door; I open the door; and ‘poetry’ stands there ‘inviting’.”
“I see. However, can I just say one thing to you…?”
“To me?”
“Sì! You are a spirit free; and what you do with your words is fine by me.”
“Really?”
“Nah! Just trying to support your fragile reality.”
“Cheeky!”

There was too much tension

To mention…

So, I won’t.
And, don’t think

That I may do so later;

I have never been a hesitater;

But, maybe there is a first time

For a mentional tensional rhyme

Or would that be a crime?

Today’s Haiku Chall-

Is to write a curtailed haik-

That doesn’t fit the…

E                              FI’m suffering from Writer’s 

Em

Block

Em                      F

Suffering from Writer’s 

Em

Block

                                  Am

And, now, you’re suffering, 

F

too

                   Am

From my singing this song 

     F

to you

Am 

From my singing my Writer’s Block, Writer’s Block, Writer’s Block Block Block

                Em

song to you.
I’m suffering from Writer’s Block

I’m suffering from Writer’s Block

Writer’s Block

Writer’s Block

I’m suffering from Writer’s Block

And now you’re suffering, too.
I’m suffering from….
No, that’s enough of that.

Names on Stone (Girls on Film) by Duran Duran
…Names on stones

(It must be a graveyard)

Names on stones.
NB I don’t really need to say any more – I think that my work is done here.

After the rain, a rainbow

Today is not a day

For a stroll with a troll

Or a jog with an og.
Today it is raining

But, I’m not complaining;

The grass needs a shower.
And they call this Summer;

So why are we surprised

When it feels like Autumn.
And when I say ‘Autumn’

Not a warm, mild Autumn;

But, a really damp one.
However, with weather,

Remember the saying

After the rain, a rainbow.