DFC V. Trijan Refrain: Black Winter

Stealing like a frozen thief The winter tiptoes in, Cooling fervent, bold belief And undermining sin. Come winter chill: I know your will. It wakes my sorrow, makes me ill. Come winter chill, Come winter chill, I have the strength to hate you still. You bite like wolfish jaws of…

DFC VI. Cinq-Cinquain: Alive

Taken Against my will Fraught with fear and driven Like knives at a fist fight: my heart Given.                                                                                Caught up                                                                          Into blue skies                                                                    Linen, cotton, woolen                                                           Soft as a breeze in summer sun…

DFC IV. Alliterisen: Daring Dreams

Has your head a daring dream Which was once a light, a life, a gleam? Be it borne on wishful wings And let the light it boldly brings Find her foolish heart, Sink in, planted, soft, depart-- So bravely break the strongest seams. postscript Day four of the December Form…

DFC III. Parallelismus Membrorum: Sorrow's Friend

Fear in the laughter Joy in the slaughter; Son of sorrows And prophet's daughter. Love in the morning And sorrow at night: Take on the victory, Give up the fight. Come ye here, victor Sorrower's friend Halt love's beginning And start at the end.…

DFC II: Limerick for a Procrastinator

There once was a procrastinator Who put off work later and later. The deadlines drew nigh-- She suffered and cried. What a self-imposed woe-instigator! postscript Day two. Don't wanna get too far behind on DFC on top of everything else. I am of course talking about myself here.…

DFC I.Epistle: To a Fool

Dear Self, Thou hast become a greater fool Than years past Full of light and glory; grasped Love of jewels Bought with wisdom, now forsaken For wishes. Extend your frosty kisses Not just taken. Not just gone. Not just lost. Fool, this river's crossed. Repent the foolish road…

Merely Stars

All that we thought was lost is merely stars, Burning brighter still than moon or sun; But far, so far we cannot call them ours, Waiting out of reach and never won. This twilight drives an arrow through my soul, Clinging to the dust at end of day. Never to…

Bitter Drink

Taste of bitterness. Why does anger burn like this, Years after you fled? This shared draught we drain: Boiling froth and liquid fire. My only solace. postscript Another Mondo done with Parsat: [link] Again for Project DFC's JJJ challenge. This time I asked the question and he answered,…