So, I was bored one night, and wrote:

November 28, 2007 | Filed Under Poetry 

A fib:

Mood
sinks
beneath
safe level,
self preservation
screams warning, but will mood respond?

MeeAugraphie
11/16/07

Free form:

Even keel
follows exalted mood,
crash leaps into ready
position
all bets are off.

MeeAugraphie
11/16/07

Free form:

Tension
coats breath
shaped as words
Tension
strangles brain’s
directional signals
Tension
brings low pressure
and high pressure
onto same playing field,
thunder storms erupt.

MeeAugraphie
11/16/07

Free form:

Bright eyes
excited heart
brain speeding
cells working.

MeeAugraphie
11/16/07

Free form:

One man
One day
One job
One way
until downsizing
became a word.

One woman
One lifetime
One multi-parted job
One self-created way
until stay-at-home dad
became a word.

MeeAugraphie
11/16/07

Free form:

Pro
crast
i
nation

one nation, in my head
one place, where I’m led
one possession that cannot
be given away or received.
Then, how did I obtain it?

MeeAugraphie
11/16/07

a Fib:

Feet
first,
avoid
broken nose
when door closes fast
Feet can be more expendable.

MeeAugraphie
11/16/07

Patterned poem:

Muse demands respect
Mind demands sleep,
Muse won first battle,
Mind will win war.

MeeAugraphie
11/16/07

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