Pondering Fall

Walking along the trail

pondering those who walked before,

awed at the beauty of the trees,

the sound of a woodpecker,

nature’s palate of colors spread

across her vast canvas.

Were they simply surviving

too busy to notice?

Squirrel scurrying across the trail

makes me jump;

my ancestors would have

brought it home as dinner.

It’s time for G-Man’s Friday Flash 55.  Write a story in exactly 55 words, tell Mr. Know-It-All, and visit others.

Steampunk Enjambment

Today at d’Verse Poets we’ve been challenged to combine steampunk (combining two apparently incompatible concepts) and enjambment (breaking up a unit of syntax).  There are much more in depth explanations at d’Verse Poets.  I’m not exactly sure I’ve done this correctly, but here’s my best effort.  I’ve combined the structure of haiku with the current topic of frustration with special education for the steampunk part.  I used the idea of the two stanzas of the Dead Man Poetry, but it really doesn’t include enjambment.

About the Dead Man and Special Education

he set out to teach

overwhelmed by paperwork

he lost sight of kids

More About the Dead Man and Special Education

stuck in the basement

encased in reams of paper

a fourteen year tomb