(g) OctaTimbre/ Migration or Hibernation? (10.2)

Migration or Hibernation?
(an OctaTimbre/ new form)

Looking out the picture window
Yellows and reds brush amid greens
First day of October: crip air
Has summer finally let go?
Still plenty of time for playing
Out of doors and catching sun rays,
Though plenty of garden work waits.
Adjusted clothing layers and
Time to ready the winter wear –
Maybe think of hibernation?


OctaTimbre: wordplay on the month of October; an 8 x 10 verse form:
Eight letters (same or different words ), syllables or words by ten lines; in a single or multiple series of stanza. Created in honor of the month of October – octo being 8 and 10 – the tenth month on the secular calendar (by JulesPage September 30th, 2017)
Octa http://www.dictionary.com/browse/octa?s=t octa, octo meaning 8
Timbre http://www.dictionary.com/browse/timbre?s=t timbre because poetry can be like music

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Flash Fiction = Fiction or non… Longer Strands = longer verse


ik 30 for Feb 2015 wp

ik 20
for 2.23 Feb. 2015

one can strip layers
of defensive protection
by washing too much

(as in not playing in good dirt)

one can strip layers
of defensive protection
by wishing too much

(as in not facing reality)

one can strip layers
of defensive protection
by ‘dishing’ too much

(today maybe that is dissing?…’dishing the dirt’ – gossip)
Inspired by: If is is not dirty, do not wash it.
from: Instant Karma by Barbara Ann Kipfer
8,879 ways to give yourself and others
good fortune right now.
Karma is cause and effect. Dharma means cosmic law.
Yoga is enlightenment through movement and Tao is the
practice of acting in harmony with the fundamental essence
of everything you encounter.

Note: my haiku (or other forms) are my interpretations
or of how I might put the inspirational sentence
into practice, for me. Also, I am going in my own order.









’round to it…

‘round to it…

the layers of paper…
on my desk –
I have to remember…
that they are not frozen.

Though perhaps
some of the words are…
receipts with time stamps
old newspaper clippings
symbols of thoughts

stalling for time…
I have to remember – on
my desk – the piles of
paper – can they melt?

maybe… there is
hidden treasure – like
a friend’s chapbook
trying to surface –
I plan a dive…eventually

wondering the symbolism
of a messy desk –
and really not worrying
because I’m not frozen…