Category Archives: Poetry

Between Forever and Never (Rictameter Poem)

Between Forever and Never (Rictameter Poem)

Heartache
Writhes, wordlessly
Lacerated, until
An apology crafts a key –
A way to unlock the rusted guard gates
Of the zombie cemetary
Where undead pain begs for
Words to soothe the
Heartache

H. Bullough 05-24-2017

Epoxy Holds The World Together – Free Verse Poem

Sweet! It’s a little love note!

Epoxy Holds the World Together

Early, during the denial of dawn,
Dreams overlap my day’s to-do list
And I remember you.
I think of the projects ahead and
Wish I could ask,
How would you?
I can learn from
Books,
Videos,
Teachers.
But you were
My favorite teacher –
My how-to manual:
How to make and fly a kite.
How to ice skate on a pond.
How to fish.
How to fix broken things.
How to make old things new.
How to build a world with words,
And hold it together with epoxy.
Your lessons epoxied us.
Now you are gone.
In the pre-dawn, I wonder
What are your current projects?
Are you building
Stars,
Worlds,
Relationships?
Whatever it is, I know there will be epoxy.

-H. Bullough 05-16-2017

I Am A Shade-Loving Plant and Lawn Care Haiku

What a lovely surprise that came today!

The weather has finally warmed up. meaning it’s hot. Unless you have come to Utah from the tropics somewhere like Panama, or southern China, or Cambodia. I have some serious weeding that needs to happen in the flower beds that is going to require work before the sun hits the west side of the house. I’m sure it will be worth it, right?

I Am A Shade-Loving Plant (Rictameter)

Full sun –
Best avoid it.
Outside in shade, is fine.
Direct brilliance tortures –
Summer’s squinty sun brings searing headaches
Cutting the beautiful weather
With red and blue sabres
Of pain. Avoid
Full sun.

-H. Bullough 05-11-2017

 

Today the teenager who mows our lawn came, and like magic my yard looked amazing again. He does such a great job. I maybe will have to buy him a superhero shirt.

Lawn-Care Haiku

It’s beautiful how
He shows up every week to
Mow and trim my lawn.

H. Bullough 05-11-2017