Short stories, poetry, haiku, expository and technical non-fiction. Report Cards and observations on writing. This began as my repository of exercises from the "What If?" self-help writers group at AOL. It has become more and less, since leaving AOL.
Sunday, March 5
Pain, subsiding now...
as NSAID’s course my veins
seeking connections to endorphins,
bringing surcease from swollen joints.
‘Til, unbidden, my gut rumbles,
wrenching tight like a rope,
stomach flopping like a fish on the dock
left by over eager boys as they bait another.
Thus continues the dance, pain to pain,
exchanging one for the other.
Well-being a forgotten memory
as yet another spasm wrings from my throat a gasp.
©2006 Wil Mosher
Saturday, March 4
Current Events
Aortic Stenosis Is A Death Sentence
Aortic stenosis
has a rotten prognosis
about eighteen months to two years.
First you can't breath,
except maybe to wheeze,
then you fall in a faint.
It's downhill from there,
a syncope nightmare,
with fatal results in the end.
Only surgery corrects,
and then, only some, get desired outcomes,
maybe five, or is it ten percent?
Warfarin for life,
PTI&R a constant strife,
right to the bitter end.
When you get a mechanical valve,
the strokes tend to be wild,
sans coumadin coursing in blood.
So Doc, if you please,
give me another disease...
one with a brighter outlook.
Something that's easy,
never too queasy,
with a happy ending in sight.
Because I'm truly repentant;
aortic stenosis is a death sentence,
and you're the one wielding the knife.
©2006 Wil Mosher, Glenburn, Maine
Thursday, February 9
MEME: Hay-na-ku Thursday
Professor Bernstein maintain's a web page desribing the form here.
He created this very clever description of its word-per-line structure:
Form
Is One
Then Two Three
My own contribution to the form is below:
I
resign myself
to the inevitable.
She*
is never
going to return.
In
her memory
I dedicate this
Meme: Hay-na-ku Thursday.
It stands
Alone.
February 9, 2006
There's no compulsion, but if you do decide to participate, leave a link to your entry in the comments here at Snoozelets so I can read your work. This is a very new poetic form and variations, such as the reverse word form order, are still being created. You, too, could pioneer something new!
About Me
- Wil
- Well past (by at least a decade) the half century mark. One foot in the grave, the other on a banana peel at the rim of the abyss and the view from here is disconcerting. I am a former student, pearl diver, cook, truck driver, firefighter, EMT, CEO, Town Fire Warden, mechanic, oiler, marine engineer and computer whiz bang. Mostly I sleep these days in an aluminum tube. And So It Goes... I waste my time reading blogs and kvetching about the weather, playing with our Schipperke sidekick, Ignatz McGraw and waiting hand by foot upon my wife, the Queen of our Hovel, She Who Must Be Obeyed (SWMBO).