Poetry,  Writing

Micropoetry-Wait, what?


If you have been on Twitter long enough, and in the right areas, you may have noticed micropoetry. What is it? It’s exactly like what it sounds like. It is poetry in 140 to 160 characters or less. Why those numbers? Twitter length and text messaging, respectively. I’m not sure how long it has actually been around or for how long the term micropoetry has been used. I came across the term only recently (within the last year) but I can tell you that it’s not exactly a ‘new’ idea. Haiku, anyone?




My first ideas about it happened about a year ago. I was looking up F. Scott Fitzgerald quotes and I realized how much of an impact a sentence could have. It was poetic. Then, as I was scrolling through the different quotes, I came upon Christopher Poindexter. A complete happenstance, but a good one. I fell in love with his words. His poems are short, not exactly micropoetry, but they pack a punch to the heart and soul. I have also been intrigued by micro/flash fiction, how impactful they are and how a story gets told in such a quick couple of minutes. I would buy, and have bought, a collection of flash fiction because of how little time I have to read most days. Flash fiction fits the bill perfectly. And micropoetry fascinates me. So, for the past year I have been practicing my own.



I know it’s not a Monday but I thought I’d share three poems from what I’ve been writing of micropoetry. Feel free to leave comments and check out this Micropoetry site. Also, go visit Christopher’s site or look up some of his work. He writes everything on a typewriter and leaves his mistakes blacked out, which makes it more visually interesting to me. His first book, Naked Human, is available for pre-order now.

Have a great day, friends!

xo Jesi


A Brief Flash of Sun

By Jessica Scott


My day was made better by

The smile on his face

As he entered the room on that cloudy day.


Her Words

By Jessica Scott


Her words were the spark

That lit the fuse in his blood,

Inciting the most glorious explosion in his soul.



By Jessica Scott



The color of roses,

Of rubies, and blood.


Elixir of life,

Without it we die;

Life nipped in the bud.

Jesi Scott is an aspiring writer of novels, a poet, and blogger. She has guest-blogged over at The Well-Tempered Bards, and has a post featured at For Love Of…. Jesi has two poems published in Memories of Mist, a literary anthology, and one published story in a newsletter. She is currently working on releasing her first poetry collection as well as writing her first novel. When not writing, Jesi can be found getting lost in bookstores, singing and dancing around the house, experiencing culture with friends, and generally having fun with her four sons when they aren’t driving her weeping into her closet, which she calls her Padded Cell. She loves to rescue stray bookmarks, as well as books, and has opened her heart to any and all stories needing a home. Archery is her current favorite thing ever but you might want to stand back a little as she still has a tendency to drop the bow occasionally.


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