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A November Poem on the Ubiquitous Quiet & Death of Love

Chance of Clouds

There is a sun out there, I know.

Potentially it can be warm, I know.

But the clouds are too heavy,

The clouds are too grey,

The clouds just keep being

in the way.

There is a smile there, I know.

Potentially there can be laughter.

But the clouds are too heavy,

The clouds are too grey,

The clouds just keep getting

in the way.

There is love there, I know.

Potentially times can be better.

But the clouds are too heavy,

The clouds are too grey,

The clouds just make me

want to stay away.


By AEW

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Italian (Petracchan) Sonnet

Based on a writing prompt for a secret crush.


Haiku : Moongazing 


Haiku: Yellow

Strong & courageous, 

My Sun shines from my belly.

I accept myself.

— A.E.W.


“Catch & Release”: A Villanelle

It was a barbless hook.

Erroneous as this belief may be,

might be why you tore loose.

Although that day was clear,

I was blinded by tears and I could not see

it was a barbless hook.

You swam up to me so dear,

risking all to be with me!

Might be why you tore loose.

In your eyes, there was no fear;

All risk was yours and I was free.

It was a barbless hook.

Through play and fight, there was always that jeer,

you were so blithe to how you hurt me.

Might be why you tore loose.

You left me alone on that pier;

Heart, soul, hands and basket empty.

It was a barbless hook.

Might be why you tore loose.

—AEW 23/05/2017

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The Daze of Days Boxed Up

Do not fit me in your box;

That box of how life is supposed to be —

That box is not for me.
Many a box up in the loft–

Dusty pages, faded photos, old coats,

Boxes filled with forgotten notes.
Your space is full of box.

A box fortress life.

Yet your head is full of strife.
Only this box full of my things,

One I brought over the sea

I will carry out and be free.

–by A. E. Wallace 


Haiku: An Answer

​Might be I love him;

The seasons turn so often.

Best not to question.

By A.E.W


Haiku: Forgetting You

Photo Courtesy Raul Martínez

​Memories fade fast;
What could have been never was.

Winter nights forget.

–A.E.W 


Haiku- Last Minute 2016

fear

Unbearable noise,

Cyclone ripping through our mirth.

Another Sun dawns.

–AEW


Prompt #2 Write something “On The Road” 

“HEATHEN”

No regret in taking the Heartbreak Highway. I have had no end of company on this road. In the end with you, I  guess, I was just a flash of rag-tag blur as you sped by at 55mph. Perhaps you pined a little as you saw me in that proverbial rear-view mirror of yours while that plain little woman sitting next to you passed you a ham sandwich and prattled on about the wedding plans she made for you both.

And I walk on with nothing left to lose— With the Sun on my face— I squint into the thermals bluring my memory of our mad love. But these thoughts are as elusive as the sweet smell of mesquite after a desert rain.

I need coffee.


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