31 January 2010

verbal isometrics

verbal isometrics
often that is all
all it feels like
as i sit here
night after night
day after day
pressing words together
pulling ideas apart
my self
straining against
my self
in the end though
perhaps it doesn’t matter
matter if there is an audience
as isometrics tone the body
poetry is helping
to tone my mind

©2010-Art Belliveau

30 January 2010

quinzaine 1/29/10


The wolf moon’s hidden by clouds.
Are they envious
of its light?

©2010-Art Belliveau

sedoka 1/28/10


the storm winds shriek by
the house begins to quiver
assaulted by the deluge

children sleep soundly
curled up beneath their blankets
a long winter night drags on

©2010-Art Belliveau

27 January 2010

scylla and charybdis

both monsters
reside in me
both attempt
to exercise control
so i must rigidly adhere
to my course
must tie up my passions
more tightly than odysseus
as he passed the sirens
for if i give in
to the hunger of
many headed scylla
it will only lead
down the black
and swirling maw
of dread charybdis
from which there is
never a return

©2010-Art Belliveau

26 January 2010

haiku 01/26/10

icy night winds blow
clouds scud across the dark sky
loneliness defined

©2010-Art Belliveau

25 January 2010

dancing in the dark

dancing in the dark
alone in the universe
even in a crowd
even in sunlight
drinking each other in
like the last ounce of water
in the middle of the desert
nourishing each other
growing together
feeling the need build
but knowing this is not the time
knowing this is not the place
not knowing this was
the only chance
they would ever have
until long after
their time was done

©2010-Art Belliveau

24 January 2010

Fibonacci Sequence Poem

not always,
a lonely number.
Sometimes it is simply alone.

©2010-Art Belliveau

23 January 2010

Winter Chill

a ceiling
from horizon
to horizon, and
bring back wintry weather.
A reminder, as spring comes,
of the coldness we’ve left behind.
As, sometimes, reminders of past fights
bring a touch of frost to our happy life.
Not much--just enough to remind us that
we should not take for granted the warmth.
And, like we layer on our jackets
and coats ‘gainst the winter’s cold,
let’s find comfort in the
happy memories,
that are shelter
against the

©2010-Art Belliveau

Crazy Stan, the Weather Man

He’s Crazy Stan, the Weather Man,
And he never gets it right.
If Stan predicts a heat wave,
Then bundle up real tight!

If the forcast calls for sunny skies,
Take your umbrella when you go.
You can bet before the day is done,
There’ll be rain or sleet--or snow!

When Stan predicts a blizzard,
That’s the time to run and play outside.
The sun will warm you with its rays,
As on your bike you ride.

The weather is always a big surprise,
Every day and every night--
Cause Crazy Stan, the Weather Man,
He never gets it right.

©2010-Art Belliveau

22 January 2010


when i retreat
pull back away
from the world
from my friends
from you
it is not meant
as insult
or slight of any kind
i just need
to restore my sense
of who i am
with some space

give me time
and i will return

©2010-Art Belliveau

21 January 2010

shadorma 1/21/10

always enticing
out of reach
out of bounds
i am stuck living today
tomorrow’s a dream

©2010-Art Belliveau


filing in
filing out
little personal interaction
straight to computers
straight to work
21st century assembly line
putting together knowledge
to what purpose?

©2010-Art Belliveau


often in the course
of a normal day
all i need
in order to put the words
down on paper
the electrons on the screen
is a block of silent time
to be alone with the thoughts
whirling chaotically
through my mind
and so i search
for something to hear
something to watch
something to save me
from my own musings
and let me dwell safely
in the words of others

©2010-Art Belliveau


the day is grey
not dark
not bright
the rain falls
not a downpour
not a sprinkle
and it seems
that all is suspended
in the greyness
like flies in a giant web
stuck but struggling
struggling to break free
and find some other color
to add to the palette
of the world
of our time
of our lives

©2010-Art Belliveau


water to wine
wine to blood
blood to life
life to death
death to life again
endless transformation

©2010-Art Belliveau


I was thinking again
about the night we never spent
laying out together
on a cool summer night
looking up
through the rain clouds
to see the stars
shining and swooping overhead
every now and again
catching a falling star
on our outstretched tongues.

©2010-Art Belliveau

etheree 1/15/10

She is
Gone from me.
Why does time speed
Only in the good times
And drag now that she’s left?
Left me all alone again,
Desolate, inconsolable,
Waiting through seconds that drag like years,
For the healing power only time brings.

©2010-Art Belliveau

14 January 2010

You Were Such a Good Dog

You were such a good dog,
And now that you are gone,
It seems just way too quiet
As I sit here, all alone.

No one to play tug of war,
Or catch the ball I throw.
No one keep me warm at night,
When the outside's white with snow.

No one to go exploring with,
Every night till seven.
I really sure do miss you now,
That you're in Doggy Heaven.

I know that you are happy there,
Young again and strong.
Playing with the angels,
Never doing wrong.

You go have fun with the angel dogs,
I'll see you there, till then--
I know that you will wait for me,
And one day we'll play again.

©2010-Art Belliveau

cutting words

"are you happy now?"
so simple seeming a sentence
and yet
so barbed a question
slicing and cutting
with nothing more than
a slight twist
of voice

©2010-Art Belliveau

Requiem for Bailey

laying down on your side
panting slightly
shivering a bit with pain and cold
your once bright eyes now dull
your onetime boundless energy
all but depleted
bathed in my tears
the feel of my hand caressing your side
you go into that final sleep

my heart breaking
as your heart sills

©2010-Art Belliveau

11 January 2010

senryu 01/11/10

i remember you
when you were just a puppy--
how to say good-bye?

©2010-Art Belliveau

senryu 01/10/10

today is the day
the decorations come down
a Christmas farewell

©2010-Art Belliveau

senryu 01/09/10

we've so much to do
on this lovely winter day--
so we'll play hooky!

©2010-Art Belliveau

senryu 01/08/10

another misfeed
left for me to fix--AGAIN--
or i can't use it

©2010-Art Belliveau

senryu 01/07/10

waiting to copy
more useless busywork
good god! i hate this!

©2010-Art Belliveau

senryu 01/06/10

cool jazz playing low
on a swelt'ring summer night
a winter daydream

©2010-Art Belliveau

senryu 01/05/10

the students return
with a lack of excitement
first day jitters hit

©2010-Art Belliveau

senryu 01/04/10

new info lacking
in meeting after meeting
first day back wasted

©2010-Art Belliveau

senryu 01/03/10

the magi spoke not
preferring to let their acts
speak for them instead

©2010-Art Belliveau

senryu 01/02/10

a new year starting
so happy to be back home
I am now content

©2010-Art Belliveau

02 January 2010

haiku 01/01/10

on blasted granite
by the side of the road are
shining icicles

©2010-Art Belliveau

haiku 01/01/10

from clouds up ahead
a single shaft of sunlight

©2010-Art Belliveau

haiku 01/01/10

living paradox
sunshine and snow coexist
on this stretch of road

©2010-Art Belliveau