mokos-ku

short form poetry for short form attention spans

[mokos-ku]

small rivulets

the moss and fog

slick underfoot

[mokos-ku]

startled rabbit

freeze freeze

flee

[mokos-ku]

June afternoon

two lawnmowers

fight for dominance

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No crowds, no cheering, the festival is gone and I never noticed.

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I was unduly proud

of the metaphor

in the third stanza,

the one the editor told me

I had to cut.

[mokos-ku]

everything went wrong

today—but look!

this full moon

[mokos-ku]

late snow

still spring enough

for birdsong

[mokos-ku]

If I don’t close the window

the rain blows in

wind shivering

in spastic gusts

the rain blows in

the sill is drenched

in spastic gusts

as the storm moves on

[mokos-ku]

cold rain

the robin sings a dirge

for April

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gusting winds

scatter forsythia booms—

goldfinches

[mokos-ku]

soft rain

when did it happen—

lilacs

[mokos-ku]

Spring snow—the chickadees flock to the empty feeder out of habit.

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it’s spring

the first lawnmowers

breaking into song

[mokos-ku]

closing the window—

first lawnmower

of spring

[mokos-ku]

opalescent sunrise

and my mind

is elsewhere

[mokos-ku]

refurbished playground

I envy the children

on the new slides

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the crow’s call

is swept away

by the wind