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POEMS & FLEETING THOUGHTS: THE SNOW

I’m sure many of the residents of the northeast are now shouting a four letter word,

S***!

After a mild winter, a storm has arrived making life temporarily miserable.

I always dust off this poem and share it at the appropriate time.

This is the appropriate time.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

I wrote this poem some years ago.

Every winter since, I drag it out the right time.

For those of us on the East Coast, now is the right time.

 

 

 

 

 

This poem was inspired by Edgar Allan Poe’s, ‘The Bells’.

 

THE SNOW

 

 

 

See the delicate snowflakes fall,

Falling, falling, falling.

Whitening the earth, awaiting below,

Falling, falling, falling.

 

See the mounds of glittering white,

Building, building, building.

As they hide the ground from sight,

Building, building, building.

 

See the ceaseless falling snow,

Falling, falling, falling.

Will it stop, no one quite knows,

Falling, falling, falling.

 

See the drifts accumulate,

Building, building, building.

My longing for spring will no longer wait,

Building, building, building.

 

SEE THE DAMNED WHITE BLANKET GROW,

HIDING, HIDING, HIDING.

MY CAR, MY LAWN, ALL I KNOW,

HIDING, HIDING, HIDING.

 

SEE MY MADNESS, MY URGE TO KILL,

GROWING, GROWING, GROWING,

CROSS MY PATH, AND I’LL DO YOU ILL,

SMILING, SMILING, SMILING.

 

March 16, 2017 at 5:26 am 2 comments

REVISITING MY POEM, PHANTASY

I posted my poem, Phantasy, on poetreecreations.org ( they changed the title) and got a pretty good response so I thought I’d repost it for those new to my blog.

Perhaps you might be induced to check some of my other poems.

First published by New Worlds Unlimited in 1981.

PHANTASY

Sickness pervades this cloistered sphere

this world he calls his own.

Mutterings leap with meanings unclear

crying a message unknown.

Shadowy thoughts revoke the day

God gave his hand, then turned away.

Come see the shell that isn’t a man,

muse at this poor wretched fool.

Look to his eyes a moment and then

Depart his mad vestibule.

Here’s a link to the posting by poetreecreations.org.

http://poetreecreations.org/2014/12/01/fantasy-promote-yourself/#comments

December 2, 2014 at 7:11 pm Leave a comment

MY POEM PUBLISHED IN ‘STILL CRAZY’

The literary journal, Still Crazy, has published my poem, Sunday Park Bench, in their July 2014 issue.

They describe their publication as, ‘A literary magazine written by and about people over age 50 but designed to appeal to thoughtful people of all ages’.

If you want to give it a try, here’s a link.

http://www.crazylitmag.com/index.php

July 3, 2014 at 5:30 pm 1 comment

PUBLISHING UPDATE

At the beginning of the year I outlined my goals.  One was to publish some of my previously published work.

I’ve been working on getting some of my published poems back out there and just found out one has been accepted by Still Crazy which is both a print and online publication.

I’ll give more details when it appears.

March 19, 2014 at 6:40 pm Leave a comment

RADIO INTERVIEW

Here is a link to the radio interview I had yesterday,

I hope it gives you a chance to learn more about me.

Take care,
Walt

 

http://www.anovelidealive.com/

January 14, 2013 at 7:55 pm Leave a comment

UPDATE CHAPBOOK

My consistent readers,

I have many projects currently in progress. I am writing another novella with Elmo as a reappearing character. The first time I’ve used a character twice, but I really like him. I’m also rewriting some old short stories and see if I can find them a home. Also, there is The Beast Awaits, my second novel which I hope to publish, someday.

But I figured ‘what the hell’ I’ll start something else, something where, for the most part the work is already done. I’m thinking of publishing a chapbook of poetry. A chapbook is more of a pamphlet than a book. The reason I am discussing this with you is that in the past some of the busiest days on my blog was when I was sharing my poetry. So for any that enjoyed these poems, could you please go to both of my poem areas, Published Poems and Unpublished Poems, and select the poems that you enjoyed or said something to you. I know this will take time but I would really appreciate the effort. I’ll get back to you with the poems that made the cut.

Thanks for your time,
Walt

February 27, 2012 at 7:07 pm Leave a comment

HAPPY NEW YEAR

My consistent readers, and all others that might tune-in,

HAPPY NEW YEAR

I hope you all have a prosperous New Year, and more important, that you accomplish what you set out to do.

I must admit that I spent most of New Year’s Eve and part of New Year’s Day tuned to the SYFY channel. For years now they run a Twilight Zone marathon for the New Year.
I’m addicted to the shows. The special effects, what few there are, are laughable, but these shows were made before the age of computers when special effects were second to the story. The writing and story lines are so wonderful. I remember when I was a kid that short story anthologies of Twilight Zone stories were published, and I would devour them.

Well, enough about me, wrong. Me is why this blog exists. I am writing this piece to tell you of my upcoming projects, what you will see and my plans for this year.

Books To Go Now will soon publish two of my stories, Cat’s Eyes which is a horror offering and Second Chance a science fiction piece.
This year I will hopefully find a publisher for my novel, The Beast Awaits. The story concerns stem cell research and the environment. Who wouldn’t want to read such a work?
I’m also working on a novella which follows a character I created, Elmo, in his younger years. Elmo first appeared in a novella entitled Elmo’s Sojourn which appeared in the anthology, Curious Hearts, published by Mélange Books.
Finally, I will attempt to publish a chapbook of my poetry, all of which has been published on this blog.
There are also a host of short stories and another novel, Sweet Depression, which I hope to edit.

That is what I hope you have an opportunity to read and what I hope to accomplish this year. I hope life treats you well and we spend another fulfilling year together.

Walt

January 2, 2012 at 9:52 pm Leave a comment

DRAGON EGGS

My consistent readers,

Here is my poem, Dragon Eggs, just published by Bewildering Stories.

It’s a children’s poem. I stepped out of character on this one.

 

http://www.bewilderingstories.com/issue450/dragon_eggs.html

October 11, 2011 at 3:29 pm 2 comments

UNPUBLISHED POEM

My readers,
It’s been many years since this image etched itself into my brain.
I finally wrote it out.
I’ve got to give you something to occupy your time since my accomplishments have not been numerous lately.

DRIVING TO THE EDGE ON INTERSTATE FIVE

As the tires hum I grip the wheel
Through miles of barren landscape,
My wife, daughters make the sound of sleep
As the emptiness rushes by,
I am alone in this desolate land
With only my thoughts for company,
The San Joaquin Valley stretches along
This ribbon of road,
On the CD player, Jonatha Brooke
Sings her sad, soulful songs,
I am so far away from home
As the sun lowers behind the distant mountains,
Wherever I travel, or choose to exist
I long for the home
I fear I may never find,
There is something inside
That I do not understand
That will not permit peace,
A happy family is mine
But conflict and emptiness still possess me,
Forever alone.

April 28, 2011 at 4:39 pm 2 comments

PUBLISHED POEM

My poetry readers,

I offer to you my last, and most recent published poem. The poem was published by Bewildering Stories in 2007.

Let me tell you its history.

Back in the mid 1970s, I was working in New York. You already know this if you read the background for The Camera’s Eye. I would sometimes spend weekends with a coworker and her husband. They lived in Queens, but knew Manhattan which I often visited with them.

One cold winter night, I was sitting in the backseat while they drove. I happened to look out the window at a landscape of tenements, high-rises that packaged the less fortunate.

I will never forget this. Most of the windows were dark, yet one had a glaring light that drew my attention. I was mystified by this and thought about it for many years; then I finally wrote this poem.

NEW YORK BEACON

Driving along in New York City
One cold stark Saturday night,
The city alive, the tenements dark
Save a harsh fluorescent light.

What were you doing that Saturday night?
Making love, planning your life
That dark Saturday night,
That cold Saturday night.

I saw your light, that lonely light
That cold dark Saturday night.
In the distance a beacon calling us home
As we wandered through darkness that night.

The city was dark, the hope departed
That cold stark Saturday night.
But work was done and dreams were dreamed
In the shadows that journey towards light.

That time is gone, that time is past
Yet my mind recalls the sight
Of you alone amidst the sea,
That fluorescent beacon of light.

You planned, you dreamed, you lived your life,
That cold dark Saturday night.
Where are you now, what have you become?
A demon, a memory, a light.

Did you succeed, did you escape?
Did you survive your plight?
Does your beacon still shine showing the way
As we journey this lonely night?

Recently, I have been working on other poems. When I feel they are right, I will share them with you.

To all who read my blog, thank you. I hope you enjoy what I write, and more importantly, has some meaning for your life.

Walt Trizna

March 10, 2011 at 7:35 pm 2 comments

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