Poetry hack for WordPress

Problem: in the iOS app, the “return” key gives you a new paragraph when you only want a single line return.

Solution:

  • click the “…” icon on the bottom right;
  • choose “Transform block” > “Verse”;
  • type your poem;
  • choose “Transform block” > “Paragraph”.

This way, you have complete control of the layout of the poem.

inseparable

you three
are inseparable
as it were

from the very
beginning and until
the very end

as dramatic as it sounds
take away one and the world
will come to an end

a triangle
like no other
their names –

matter
space &
time

Changing metaphors

If you do change the metaphor half way through the poem the change should represent change itself. Starting with LOVE IS A JOURNEY e may change the metaphor to LOVE IS A LONG DISTANCE RACE with images of struggle, uphill battles, not lasting the distance, rivalry, etc.

Stay with one metaphor

When writing, especially poetry, stay with one metaphor. It may not confuse you, the writer, but mixing metaphors often confuses the readers.

For example, if you start with LOVE IS A JOURNEY then continue with metaphors about roads, signs, bends, distance, loneliness, etc.

Love is not a thing

Love isn’t a thing.
It’s not a
you-either-have-it-
or-you-don’t thing.
It is what you do.
And it is what
someone does to you.

Go do love. Go love.
Go get loved. Be loved.
Then you will understand
what love is. Love is
not a thing.
Just love.

no more love (poems)

to you
it’s the world,
your world,
a kind of
definition

but one day
you will know
it cannot
define you
or even love

(Originally published 22nd November 2013)

lucien freud

they sat for you
waited for you
craved for
your attention
as much as
those numberless
lovers did

that was
your other art —
seduction

and now
they tell their stories
about your genius
and their pains
among other things

(Originally published 14th October 2013)

sand dune

the rain has stopped for you
as you lie there gleaming white
beneath the once more ancient sun
across my wide-field of vision
and people walk all over you
like men in gulliver but still
you lay there lazy
under the strange
grey summer sky of
two thousand thirteen
our day’s trek a daze trek
daughter and son
climb the steepest
part of you while we take
the easy route up
your naked young leg
perfect for black & white art
sexy as the grains
of your worn down
washed up pristine earth

Karate #haiku revised

Children trade punches
As parents trade gossip
In the stifling gym heat

walking with the dog

i walk the path
that many have walked
for a millennium

watched over
by the green life
the network
beneath my soles
the quiet over sphere

the pulsing
under the surface
connecting but
separating us
all at once

led by my dog yet
constrained by my lead
i am now convinced
she knows infinitely more
about the world than me