August 14, 2011

MicroPoetic Progression

By The Capoeira Panda

So a few days ago, the amazing @NerdyChique and I decided (well, I decided really, and roped her in against her will) that we would try our hands at Haiku. I’ve been trying whatever possible to get rid of this inability to write *shrugs* … Anyways, we weren’t so sure about the rules, but we knew it’s meant to be a 3 line poem. It turns out that we weren’t getting it right at all, and what we were doing was simply Micro Poetry. But well, good things often come from mistakes. We chose random things to write on and she was very good as usual. With her permission, I decided to share with you.

Light

NerdyChique:  Peeking through the hole/ Awakening the semi-comatose/ Proudly eliminating competition.

Panda: Opening my eyes to reality/Banishing the darkness to nonexistence/Giving me a sense of clarity.

Bed sheets

NerdyChique: Constant reminder of what I had/ How you changed my world/ Like fresh sheets from the dryer.

Panda: In the cool of the morning/I make my way beneath/Blindly feeling my way to you

Faith

NerdyChique: Blindly holding on / Seemingly stupid to believe at all/ My oasis exists in this desert.

Panda: Taking flesh from my doubts/Giving my fears a way out/A way away from the pessimism

Children

NerdyChique: Watching her writhe in pain/ joy and tears at once/ my precious twin angels are here.

Panda: Little feet conquer the concrete/Superman pata and five naira sweets/Grazed elbows and OMO adverts.

Ears

NerdyChique: My tour guide in this maze/ I’m blind without you, you see/ I have no eyes, you see.

Panda: Ingesting the sounds of silence/The bliss that could be/Give them a chance to rest

Attraction

NerdyChique: Your eyes are the anchor/ Stopping my ship at your dock/ Leading me to experience you.

Panda: North and south poles pull/The drag of my unwilling soul/I do not want to need you

Friends

NerdyChique: Fingers intertwined, we stand. Together/ I chose you guys, each of you/ My adopted family.

Panda: Closer than those birthed from one womb/Hold my hair while I throw up/Together we can grow up.

So that’s it. Anyone think I have a future in MicroPoetry? Opinions are always welcome.

About The Capoeira Panda

Panda makes his home in the world of words and metaphors. In the hopes to be more than just a confused blogger, he currently works as the editor for an ecommerce company that was good enough to hire him, and lives with his flat mates & two imaginary dogs who get along just fine. He enjoys reading good books, writing, relaxing with his friends, & poking fun at his mother over the phone. When he's not doing any of these, he sometimes sits back and wonders why anyone expects to learn anything useful about him by reading this bio. View all posts by The Capoeira Panda
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