5 Very Short Twitter Poems

Micropoetry for dVerse Poets Open Link Night, Week 46

somewhere over the Pacific Ocean

Cirrus Clouds and Contrails

cirrus clouds and contrails
brilliant summer azure at 40,000 feet
I know the sky is the same blue there—
I drift in idle daydreams
of the voyage

(in response to @TinaNguyen’s #5poem prompt, “contrails“.)

Internal Arguments

Another coffee
or maybe I shouldn’t
really don’t want to be up all night
perhaps ice-water or juice
or maybe just one more coffee

(in response to @TinaNguyen’s  #5poem prompt, “coffee“.)

Summer Haiku

Eerie bruise-green sky
thunderstorms threaten the land
ill-fated peonies

water everywhere
irridescent feathers flap
starlings take a bath

Fingers Crossed

All the little seedlings
tucked into the garden soil
please Mr. Rabbit
do not feast here tomorrow


About Chris Galvin

Chris Galvin is a Canadian writer, editor and photographer dividing her time between Canada and Viet Nam. Her essay Flood Season was a finalist for the 2012 Best of the Net prize, and Discovering Hến Rice in Central Việt Nam won third place (shared) and a Readers’ Choice Award in the 2015 I Must Be Off! Travel Essay Contest. Her work has appeared in various anthologies and literary journals, including Descant, Asian Cha, PRISM International, Room, and others. She has written in Vietnamese and English for Vietnam Tourism Review/Kham Pha Du Lich Vietnam Magazine, Travellive, and Du Lich Giai Tri. Chris is currently looking for a home for her recently completed manuscript, Breakfast Under the Bodhi Tree, a book about living, eating, and tour-guiding in Viet Nam.
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17 Responses to 5 Very Short Twitter Poems

  1. aprille says:

    Love your verbal patchwork.
    A very new way of writing to me.
    Also want to say how beautiful your header image is. It soothes me each time I stop by.

  2. claudia says:

    oh i hope mr. rabbit lets those little seedlings grow…and smiled at the one with the coffee..just thought if it’s wise to brew me one right now…10:17 pm…

  3. claudia says:

    oh and yes..i understand swiss german…just can’t speak it…well i can..but sounds mondo funny..smiles

  4. brian miller says:

    haha…always another coffee, just saying….and enjoy the journey, its where much of the fun resides…and its the deer not the rabbit i worry aout you know…smiles….nice short pieces chris…

  5. chris says:

    there’s always a coffee ready for you Brian. No deer here, but the rabbits, though small, can eat a lot of garden…

  6. hedgewitch says:

    I love micropoetry, and twitter generates a lot of great stuff that way–nice responses to Tina’s prompts, and a nice helping of nature, too. (I also like your header photo–soon it will be burning hot where I am and it will be nice to know that places like that exist.)

  7. Excellent selections, I especially enjoyed your haiku.

  8. Ravenblack says:

    Love these gems. Especially the coffee one — which I can relate; there is never enough coffee to be had. And the last one with the seedlings and wishing. Normally rabbits are cute, but not if you want your seedlings to have a chance.

  9. seingraham says:

    These are terrific, really special. And I agree with whomever commented on the photo – it’s super and very relaxing …think my favourite phrases are “eerie bruise-green sky” and “ill-fated peonies”
    but it’s hard to choose, they’re all so good.

  10. janehewey says:

    ahhh, Summer Haiku -these two I especially love. ~jane

  11. ayala says:

    I always go for the extra coffee…nice poems, Chris 🙂

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