Caveat: Poem #3486 "Stepping back from the brink of meaningful composition"
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Some days
inspiration
fails to come visit me -
I'll write down some lines, then, a bit...
meta.
- a cinquain.
https://caveatdumptruck.com/index.php/2026/02/22/caveat-poem-3486/
Caveat: Poem #3461 "How to identify non-locals walking around town"
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Locals
aren't surprised:
they understand the rain.
Visitors hunker down, look shocked.
You know.
- a cinquain, about life in small-town Southeast Alaska.
https://caveatdumptruck.com/index.php/2026/01/28/caveat-poem-3461/
Caveat: Poem #3456 "Last chance to see nothing"
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Morning's
predawn darkness
is darker than the night's,
I'm not sure why that is like that.
Slow night.
- a cinquain.
https://caveatdumptruck.com/index.php/2026/01/23/caveat-poem-3456/
Caveat: Poem #3447
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water
was finding ways
into the building's roof
and saturating ceiling tiles.
buckets!
- a cinquain. Very high winds and rain caused leaking at the store yesterday.
https://caveatdumptruck.com/index.php/2026/01/14/caveat-poem-3447/
do I
despise them so?
The men who have hoarded
our collective national wealth?
I do
Well, I guess I have to post this one again...
the sole
opposition
is a rusted machine
seized up and refusing any
repair
writing
your legacy
in suffering and tears
in the language of your party
platform
finger
points heavenward
but his eyes are earthbound
and his words meander without
focus
A throwback:
we wait
for the season
to turn cooler again
so we can wander together
nowhere
Franklin
advocated
a second bill of rights;
but what we have now is so much
better
A geofictician (Jared) 🌐
Joel Pedersen
Joel Pedersen