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Title: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on March 28, 2017, 10:15:47 AM
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.  .  .  .  .  .  .  April is Here!!.  .  .  .  .  .  .  

This thread is home to our participation in National Poetry Writing Month - the challenge to write a poem a day - 30 poems in 30 days.  

You are encouraged to help build the tradition at MWC of active participation in this celebration with whatever contribution you are able to muster.  Each year a number of writers have successfully accomplished the 30/30 challenge, and a wider group of folks have participated by writing and posting their new poems as works for them.  

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Catherine F on March 28, 2017, 04:03:20 PM
Hi Tom

Currently warming up : vocalizing / stretching / bending / twisting my hair / sharpening my pencils...
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Tom 10 on March 28, 2017, 05:28:21 PM

Howdy, Catherine! 

Warm-ups are good . . .


Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: DRP22 on March 28, 2017, 05:56:46 PM
Hey, Tom!

As promised, I'll make an attempt at poetry here soon.

Just like Catherine, I'm warming up as well: stretches, bends, googling "how the hell to write poetry"...
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Tom 10 on March 28, 2017, 06:15:27 PM
 ;D ;D ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: drab on March 28, 2017, 09:10:37 PM
So I just come here and post a poem a day for 30 days?
Seems painless enough  :)
 
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Gyppo on March 29, 2017, 06:29:40 AM
It's like the saying about going through hell ;-)  "When you're going through hell keep going."  Don't stop to admire the scenery or look back over your shoulder.

Or maybe you should think like an alcoholic.  One day at a time.  Don't get to day three and look at the twenty seven days still ahead.

Gyppo

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Tom 10 on March 29, 2017, 09:40:19 AM


Before the kick-off, a quick refresher on simile and metaphor:


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Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Gyppo on March 30, 2017, 06:17:03 AM
For anyone who is thinking about taking up the challenge may I say "Don't get hung up on perfection."  I dread to think how many good poems die still-born because the would-be poets have an impossible image in their mind of what a poem should be.

Napo Month is about first drafts, which you can later polish or reject at your leisure in your own time.  It's about loosening the shackles and letting things out.  It's your chance to binge shamelessly on words, whether they rhyme or not.  A chance to let your mind run free and see what emerges.

Your poems don't need to tackle weighty subjects, unless you want to.  They can be bits of light-hearted frippery, or a simple appreciation of some everyday sight or emotion.  If the play of sunlight on newly budded leaves, or shadows on the wall contains a deeper metaphor for life then so be it, but it's not wrong to just appreciate the feast for your eyes or other senses and try to share it with a reader.

You may have a particular form of poetry which calls you, but it's not the only one.  You may enjoy the technical challenge of a haiku or sonnet, or you may loathe the very idea of such traditional restrictions.

Is it not better to be a free-ranging soul and try anything which appeals to you?

Some of it will be truly dire, some of it will be immensely satisfying but have no mass appeal, and almost inevitably some of it will resonate with others even when you don't greatly care for it yourself.  At times you may really wonder what others see in some of your offerings ;-)

Remember each poem is individual.  It's a bit like shooting.  Each shot exists in its own bubble of time and space.  One miss needn't influence the next shot, unless you let it.

If you miss a day or two don't give up.  Whether you catch up or not at the end of the month you will still have several pieces which wouldn't have existed without the Napo spur.

Finally, keep this in mind.  It is virtually impossible to consistently write bad poems.  Knock them out one after another, don't keep looking back, and somewhere in those thirty days you will produce something you really like.  If you truly don't believe this then I challenge you to prove it by completing the month.

Gyppo  (Who has no idea what he'll do over the next 30 days, but truly believes something will turn up.)
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Tom 10 on March 30, 2017, 10:20:51 AM


What Gyppo said. 

And trust yourself.

The stuff to make poems from will come, just start writing.  If you sit motionless waiting for the perfectly formed poem to occur to you, it ain’t gonna work. 

Sometimes I think NaPo is like making pancakes.  Don’t worry if the first ones aren’t right, there’s more on the way - keep flipping them out.

Here’s a nice article on this by a fabulous poet:
 
http://ualr.edu/rmburns/RB/staffort.html

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Gyppo on March 31, 2017, 05:03:19 PM
I am totally knackered.  It's been a very trying day, and I'll probably have collapsed before midnight.  So I'm going to put up my first NaPo offering just a couple of hours early to get the ball rolling

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30 - 30

Thirty poems in thirty days
could trap me in a wordy maze,
mired in metaphors,
strangled with similes,
and watching my back
for the creeping homophones.

Dangling participles brush my face
as my cursor tries to find its place.
Like a ghost train in my brain,
skeins of syllables to explain,
on the track then off again.
Who knows where it will end?

April the thirtieth, that's when it ends.
Join the trip, my wordy friends.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Tom 10 on March 31, 2017, 05:18:05 PM
Bon Voyage Gyppo!!

And we're off!


I've got 7 3/4 hours yet to midnight, but probably won't have my first poem up until sometime tomorrow morning.   :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Mark T on March 31, 2017, 06:22:29 PM

lemme swerve aheada the curve
cosits jus gone midnight
and time is tight
ana i cant think of a rhyme
that rhymes with curve
other than nerve or perve
or some-ting else


 



Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: REW on March 31, 2017, 06:29:50 PM
I am totally knackered.  It's been a very trying day, and I'll probably have collapsed before midnight.  So I'm going to put up my first NaPo offering just a couple of hours early to get the ball rolling

=====

30 - 30

Thirty poems in thirty days
could trap me in a wordy maze,
mired in metaphors,
strangled with similes,
and watching my back
for the creeping homophones.

Dangling participles brush my face
as my cursor tries to find its place.
Like a ghost train in my brain,
skeins of syllables to explain,
on the track then off again.
Who knows where it will end?

April the thirtieth, that's when it ends.
Join the trip, my wordy friends.

Gyppo

That is excellent.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: drab on March 31, 2017, 09:12:13 PM
Travelling South

Ice cream drips,
white snakes
syphon
down her decolletage.
Index finger scoops
a warm offering,
sweet, but
I'll wait until it reaches
its next destination.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Gyppo on April 01, 2017, 04:38:41 AM
Good to see the juggernaut is rolling.  Establishing a bit of momentum is a good thing.

That is excellent.

Too much praise ;-)  It's just a start, a priming of the pump.

I sometimes think of a story which is attributed to Winston Churchill, a man who liked 'dabbling in watercolour painting' even though he didn't think he was particularly good at it.  He once met a lady painter who was set up with her easel, looking at the countryside in front of her.

"I don't know how to start."   Clearly suffering from white sheet paralysis,

Churchill picked up one of her brushes, loaded it with paint and drew a wavy line across the middle of the page.  

"There.  It's started.  All you need to do is finish it."

=====

He was right.  There's a commitment in that first brushstroke, that first sentence, that first tap of the chisel for a sculptor, which paralyses many.  Others find starting easy but agonise over when and where to finish.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 01, 2017, 12:04:11 PM


 1  You Then Me



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Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: kateD on April 01, 2017, 12:06:55 PM
An observation from my bicycle ride this morning. I don't know about 30, but I'll chime in as I can.


Twins

Eva and Neva
cropped hair silver in the sun
amble arched over
in matching blue blouses,
pink pants, tan flats.

They’ve dressed alike
for eight decades,
their wardrobes identical,
outfits hung in their closets
in the same order, by color.

I hate pink to this day.
Mother dressed my sister and me
in identical outfits, except
hers was always blue and mine
was pink – light pink –
like a baby.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Catherine F on April 01, 2017, 01:34:13 PM

  Back on the Napo train !

A year has passed in vain
For here I am again
My fingers clenching a pen
Rummaging through my brain
Scrabbling about in pain
Snooping'n grubbing'n
Combing every word written
For inspiration to gain
But only rhymes too plain
Run into my vein.

I should better abstain.

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Catherine F on April 01, 2017, 01:36:57 PM
Hi everyone! So nice to read your lines. I'm very happy to share this month with you again.
Many friendly feelings to all of you  :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 01, 2017, 01:41:26 PM
What an absolute delight to read these offerings.  Welcome back all ;D ;D ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Mark T on April 01, 2017, 02:30:48 PM

So hit Reply and don't you lie
the words will fall in line
by and by. Hiya Cath
and Kate, been a while.
I see Tom and drab
and Gyppo too -
it must be Napo time
for me and all of you
 

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Vienna on April 01, 2017, 03:19:58 PM
Im sitting at home
and have got to write a pome
wont be creme de la fucking cream
Or even midsummer nights bloody dream
But it is the first of april
And where theres a will
Theres gotta be a way
So lets not worry it will
Soon be May...........
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Catherine F on April 01, 2017, 03:24:18 PM
What an absolute delight to read these offerings. 
Totally agree  :)

Already working on number two (no time for it tomorrow). Find it so frustrating to punctuate poetry: it takes off all the leave for interpretation, the margin of uncertainty. What did he/she mean? Who's pale, the lady's cheek or the sky? This is what I like in reading poetry: my own print as a reader. (Do you see what I mean?)
Do you place commas, full stops, easily in your poems?
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Gyppo on April 01, 2017, 03:38:21 PM
Do you place commas, full stops, easily in your poems?

The punctuation goes in almost automatically, but then I find myself taking some of it back out.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Catherine F on April 01, 2017, 03:45:01 PM
The punctuation goes in almost automatically, but then I find myself taking some of it back out.

Right, it does. But on second thoughts I take it out most of the time!
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: kateD on April 01, 2017, 03:55:11 PM
The punctuation goes in almost automatically, but then I find myself taking some of it back out.

yup!
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Gyppo on April 01, 2017, 04:13:35 PM
Thinking about this.  I have a lifetime of habit with punctuation, but sometimes, with shorter forms like poetry, it does seem to be too obtrusive, too loud as it were.  Which is bizarre because in my mind punctuation is supposed to clarify, not obscure.

I generally have no time for poems totally lacking in punctuation or capital letters.  Avoiding it altogether seems like a cop-out.  But occasionally I read something which still makes sense despite this.  Am I confused?  Sometimes, yes;-)

Will I have a blinding Damascene conversion on the way to May?  Probably not, but I dare say a few deep-rooted convictions will be gently questioned and a few prejudices could get a partial overhaul.   

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: kateD on April 01, 2017, 05:37:54 PM
Thinking about this.  I have a lifetime of habit with punctuation, but sometimes, with shorter forms like poetry, it does seem to be too obtrusive, too loud as it were.  Which is bizarre because in my mind punctuation is supposed to clarify, not obscure.

I generally have no time for poems totally lacking in punctuation or capital letters.  Avoiding it altogether seems like a cop-out.  But occasionally I read something which still makes sense despite this.  Am I confused?  Sometimes, yes;-)

Will I have a blinding Damascene conversion on the way to May?  Probably not, but I dare say a few deep-rooted convictions will be gently questioned and a few prejudices could get a partial overhaul.   

Gyppo

I find writing poetry screws me up sometimes in regular ol' writing and editing. I opt for fewer punctuation marks; whereas, my counterparts argue for more. I know it is the less is more mentality of poetry that is guiding me.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Catherine F on April 01, 2017, 05:42:38 PM
Here's my # 2

     Shaking shades

A stream of clouds stumbles down the sky -
Silver waves raging -
Dark tide.
A thin moon appears
Sometimes -
A lightless white blade
Soon veiled -
An absence
Blown in the wind
Of the dull storm
Like a sad seagull
When tears flood
The flow
Of an Ocean.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: REW on April 01, 2017, 06:03:45 PM
Travelling South

Ice cream drips,
white snakes
syphon
down her decolletage.
Index finger scoops
a warm offering,
sweet, but
I'll wait until it reaches
its next destination.

Intriguing!  I imagine the next destination is a sexy one.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: drab on April 01, 2017, 06:20:01 PM
Intriguing!  I imagine the next destination is a sexy one.

Oh yeah  ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: DRP22 on April 01, 2017, 07:38:39 PM
Egotistical Dining


Excuse me for not making this clear,
but I’m the second coming of Mozart.

You’re dealing with a force of nature,
not some weekend-warrior upstart.  

I’m the poltergeist of genius past.
Elvis, Einstein and Warhol combined.

You’re a waiter slinging pasta sauce,
minimum wage and under-qualified.

So I can wait here indignant,
dropping names to put you in place.

Or you can bring me what I ordered.

Idiot.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: drab on April 01, 2017, 08:52:52 PM
#2
Not an easy climb

Driving to the Reek,
what looked like a drone
hung in the distance
"It looks small because it's far away"
Fr. Ted told Dougal

The rescue helicopter reverently
touched down as we arrived
at the holy mountain,
a warning, or reassurance
for pilgrims
whose almost silent prayers
sometimes cut through me,
wind assisted, or was it Him?

On we climbed,
two heathens in search of a view.
Some walked barefoot
for penance,
reach the summit three times
guarantees a pass to heaven.

A white-washed church
not quite summit-centred,
small, yet offered shade from
sun, wind, cold.
That glorified outhouse sat
on magnificence,
with Clew Bay's islands far below,
not exactly a Roman Basilica
and yet
if there is a God
I know where he'd choose to be.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Noizchild on April 01, 2017, 09:03:47 PM
This is from Wasteland Project (It contains, Hetalia, Durarara, and D.Gray-Man):

I: Sliver Ice

She dances around her caged pole
night after night.
Hungry eyes focus on her as
Ice trails her body.
She entices them within the glitter and
brightly colored lights.
Their new Madonna is born.
However, the randy fire around her can't wake her.
Her soul is dead on the inside.

The vice-filled underbelly of Ikebukuro
Is her glittered cage
She calls home.
Everything is provided for her.
Her main master pays her education
And everything he feels that a doll
Could ever need.
Yet, this will never be enough for her.
She doesn't feel;
Eyes as dead as winter.

Out of the dolls in the underbelly,
She is the most desired out of them all.
She'll expose you.
Sing to me!
Nothing to say.
He reaches out to grab her, but
She isn't moved by his affections or
Attempts to awaken the humanity within her.

The pole dance is a tease
For those who can't get upstairs.
There this soulless goddess
is auctioned off to be
A one-night wife for the highest bidder.
Her opinion doesn't matter.
She just takes it without a single
Thought of her own desires.

To her, love is a game to
Sell for one night.
She will love them like a fly
And never love them again.
Countless men use and abuse her
As they please for the night.
She is their toy for that purpose alone.
The only rule:
One cannot leave marks on the body
for future husbands.

Yet, one young man has fallen for her and
Wants to set her free from this paradise prison
She is trapped inside.
He desires to show her what true love
And emotions are.
Older gentlemen do not want this.
They want their toy and will do
Anything to keep her in her cage.
They have even called in a black-coated
Information broker to help see to that.
In a way,

She is just like my Hyacinth Girl.
Both of them take the abuse and harm
Without any regard to themselves.
They don't even see their own beauty.
Both women closed off from love.
Love is like a sin to them that they
Cannot comprehend alone.
Such soulless beauty is
As dangerous as a child with a gun.
They have no idea what damage
It would do to the men that desire
Around them.

Yet, the young man and I
Refuse to give up until
They are freed from their
Soulless icy cages.

Despite how vain the efforts look,
Something in each of us refuses to
Let us give up until love
Wakes them up again.
But, how can even hope
To achieve this when they
Won't even try to fix themselves?
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: REW on April 01, 2017, 09:24:21 PM
 :P
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: REW on April 01, 2017, 09:28:20 PM
Totally agree  :)

Already working on number two (no time for it tomorrow). Find it so frustrating to punctuate poetry: it takes off all the leave for interpretation, the margin of uncertainty. What did he/she mean? Who's pale, the lady's cheek or the sky? This is what I like in reading poetry: my own print as a reader. (Do you see what I mean?)
Do you place commas, full stops, easily in your poems?

I find the choice whether to punctuate or not at all.  Somewhere a bird buzzed that you either have to punctuate properly in a poem (commas and periods, the whole nine yards) or not at all.  I think I might be really bad at punctuating...and I don't have enjambment conquered.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: REW on April 01, 2017, 09:31:06 PM
NAPO #1
Wrung Out to Dry

Soggy brain,
acid rain came
through my ears, my eyes,
the flung nettles stung my
vulnerable skin, a bucketful
for my face, then their treads
muddied my tender flesh.

Wrung-out now,
I await some sun
and the migration of clouds
that may not come if the assholes
continue to reel them here with string.

But if these daffodils whose heads
droop like mine, can survive,
an unexpected blizzard after the thaw--then
so can I.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Mark T on April 02, 2017, 06:25:19 AM

on my way to cape town
'cos K is going away again
to count stars in kgalagadi
next, let's go to lake malawi

 
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: DRP22 on April 02, 2017, 03:25:53 PM

Family Living


Scatter the thespians

and shatter the painted backdrops.
No longer churning hand claps
for grabs at a steady cash crop.
No longer camera ready,
eluding the petty pan shots.
Performers’ Anonymous
still open for those that can’t stop.

We’d never dine alone.

This house is a sitcom,
the set comprised of bones.
With every punchline delivered,
a passive aggressive tone.
Behind every title sequence,
the art of resentment honed.
Life lessons jettisoned,
but the dysfunction is overblown.

Pause for the applause.

The audience is always following.
Can’t break character,
can’t be caught distraught or worrying.
The atomic picture perfect
juxtaposition to what we’re modeling.
Lights, camera, fracture
The fiction we sell is boggling.

The laugh track died down

And in the silence that fell,
television glamour faded
like the death of a spell
Honesty reared its head
from somewhere deep in the shell,
razor teeth gnashing.
We're exploring new hell.

Who gives a shit about the Joneses?

Never built a rapport.
Occupying the same fence,
but never invested or more.
Always worrying about impressions,
Scrubbing blood off the floor
when the neighbors labor up
For sugar, favors, galore.

Strike set, roll credits

Method acting’s a trend
Blood thickness or whatever,
But the wounds still offend.
So we agreed to split ways,
sure that we'll meet again.
Sure there's funerals and weddings.
Sure the act never ends.

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 02, 2017, 03:32:11 PM


2   Flubable
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: drab on April 02, 2017, 08:52:21 PM
#3
My house.

A rescue cat resides in my house,
he's a bit odd of course
and like all cats does some funny things.

My dog was never right from the get go
has no interest in me,
until she's hungry,
doesn't enjoy affection or do what she's told
she's more like a cat...and hates the cat!

The cat seems to like her
and makes an effort to begin a relationship,
but they're separated
there's a barrier
an actual one, in the hall leading to the kitchen,
too big for my stupid fat dog to jump,
the cat occasionally glides over antelope-like
(did I mention they can't see through the barrier)
and usually ricochets back when he lands near the dog
it's really funny when he lands on the dog
I mean really funny
rodeo city.

My wife resides in my house
and has no interest in me,
was never really affectionate
I have tried to make an effort

I think you know where this is going....
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Noizchild on April 02, 2017, 10:21:02 PM
Part II

II: Leda

I'm so tired of flesh and blood.
My lord has grown so vile.
He keeps me in my golden cage.
My wings are held by chains.
The darkness blocks out everything from me.
His rats are invading my head.
His rats are invading my head.
His rats are invading my head!

I cannot sleep;
I burn in fire.
Früher habe ich meinem Herrn, lieben. (1.)
Seine seele ist jetzt tot. (2.)
Ich werde zerreißen ihm das Herz. (3.)
Und vernichten seine Seele. (4)
Er tötete mich zuerst5.
The rats and time have rotted
My brain.

I can't remember much about my past.
Only bits and pieces come to my mind now.
I believe that I was born in Ireland
to a farmer girl and a German soldier.
The only thing I remember is my
Ability to hear the thoughts of the city.
Even the thoughts of despair can't keep me together.
These chains suffocate my wings.

I can barely stand.
I used to sing,
But I keep quiet around my lord.
I will not give him the satisfaction.
The smell of cigarette smoke from his clothes
makes feel sick.

The only thing I have left is the
hope of escape and killing my vile lord.

1.) Translation: I used to love my Lord

2.) Translation: His soul is dead now

3.) Translation: I will rip out his heart

4.) Translation: And crush his soul

5.) Translation: He killed me first
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Mark T on April 03, 2017, 01:42:39 AM

the sun ran around again
and threw up dawn behind
a red-hot flux, cold against
the leaden skies of monday

 

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 03, 2017, 09:36:48 AM


Noizchild -

I was curious about the Wasteland Project you reference and it was an easy matter to find the series online: http://archiveofourown.org/works/981372/chapters/1932533

I was surprised to find that both of your postings here are of poems previously published as part of that project.  The idea of celebrating National Poetry Month by writing 30 poems in 30 days is to in fact write 30 poems in 30 days.  This thread is intended as the record of that quest for all who undertake it. 

Your Wasteland Project 2011 website looks interesting, though I confess I didn’t delve into it too deeply.  With all due respect, if you wish to further showcase your writing from that project, I suggest you post to MWC’s The Gallery:  http://mywriterscircle.com/index.php?board=15.0

In the meantime, there is lots of creative juice to create a little world where 30 new poems come to life - I hope you're part of the trek.

T
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: DRP22 on April 03, 2017, 10:40:33 AM
Comfortably Reclusive

A copy of a copy
of a copy of a copy.
The same image in theory
but wrong from every angle.

Never present, never missing.
This version of me is
twice removed, once replaced,
employing space but absent.

My habitat now affords
little commodity
but serves in its function,
dividing one from far too many.

The hermit shacks down again,
determined in his retreat.
Too real, too personal,
these walls are much too thin.

Sinfully disengaged,
the social pulse fades quickly,
but if I could save it now,
I’d still appreciate the distance.

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: duck on April 03, 2017, 11:25:15 AM
2

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Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: kateD on April 03, 2017, 11:34:26 AM
I'm not feeling the creative urge, or whatever, but what I am reading here is terrific. I love that there is so much participation, and good stuff, to boot!
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 03, 2017, 11:48:52 AM
Kate - Agree about the good stuff going up here!  

And about having to brow-beat the muse.  You may feel that way, but it doesn't show - Twins was really good reading.  It's been slogging for me, but I know that if I am not writing, the muse doesn't come.  Last year it took plodding through the first week before it felt like I was hitting my stride.

Duck - nice posting, and good to see you.

DRP - Love the way your poems are so pleasantly readable -- "Never present, never missing. / This version of me is / twice removed, once replaced, / employing space but absent."  Great rhythm piece.  :)  & I loved - second coming of Mozart.  :)

drab - Its a delight to have you along this time.

Catherine, REW - Return of the Poetesses!!  Love reading your new stuff - you need to be here year-round.  Both of you, dammit. ;D

Mark - I know you're just warming the bath water, I'm expecting full-on Inverse Bhagavad Gita strung like ribbon from the rafters of the galaxy before the month is out . . . .  Just saying.

What a treat to be sharing this with yous guys.

And Gyppo - this Thread's Gibraltar. Keep us on track, Big Guy. 8)

 :)

T


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Post by: DRP22 on April 03, 2017, 11:54:24 AM
 
DRP - Love the way your poems are so pleasantly readable -- "Never present, never missing. / This version of me is / twice removed, once replaced, / employing space but absent."  Great rhythm piece.  :)  & I loved - second coming of Mozart.  :)


Thank you so much, Tom!
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Post by: Catherine F on April 03, 2017, 01:24:50 PM
Number three

As I watch the young lady
Cuddling her newborn baby
I recall an ancient memory
Of a very old lady.

She was sitting next to me
On a bench in the city
Looking ever so tenderly
Onto my own newborn baby.

I was so young then, and happy.
And when this very old lady
Bent over and talked to me
I lent my ear to her joyfully.

It is then she said to me
In a voice cracked and crooky
That one day, and pretty soon maybe
I too would be a very old lady.




(not sure about cracked and croocky for an old voice  ???
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 03, 2017, 01:28:00 PM
creaky? crinkly? wrinkly? 

Its NaPo - they all work :)

The slide of time - good theme Catherine.  :)
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Post by: Catherine F on April 03, 2017, 02:48:46 PM
I'm not feeling the creative urge, or whatever, but what I am reading here is terrific. I love that there is so much participation, and good stuff, to boot!

Yes Kate, I love what I read here too! And for me  the creative urge doesn't burn my fingers (or my brain) either. I had not written since last summer, but it slowly comes back: the pleasure of looking for words, watching the world more intensely in search of inspiration...My mind is starting to fall back in the proper frames, and the music of the words is coming closer. I've set myself the goal of not missing a day, even if I write crap  ;D
And Tom thank you so much for your kind words :)
Keep on feeding this thread all of you !
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 03, 2017, 03:42:09 PM
the pleasure of the words . . . watching the world more closely. ;D
keep feeding the thread -- yes!
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 03, 2017, 03:48:08 PM

shadows ~ silence ~ snow

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Post by: Mark T on April 03, 2017, 04:30:36 PM

Yeah - I'm enjoying what's been produced here too. Cathe, if you feel you're struggling a little, I suggest you loosen up, unbind yourself from rhyme, speak from the heart, freely. You were great at the festival last year. We're all a little tight but doing it is what counts - it is what it is, right? 

Just wanna share some local news - our fuckin' scumbag Prez just dropped our already crumbling economy in the shit, billions wiped out overnight, SA officially downgraded to junk status, all for personal gain. The asshole already has like 800 criminal charges of fraud and corruption against him but is still there, grinning like a toad. What a disgrace. People here are seriously pissed off.

But there was some good news... what was it...? um, wait... oh yeah! Like far-out, dudes. Some judge just went and made growing and smoking your own weed at home a constitutional right, ...so put that in your pipe   ;D  8) :P

       
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Post by: kateD on April 03, 2017, 05:53:21 PM
Just wanna share some local news - our fuckin' scumbag Prez just dropped our already crumbling economy in the shit, billions wiped out overnight, SA officially downgraded to junk status, all for personal gain. The asshole already has like 800 criminal charges of fraud and corruption against him but is still there, grinning like a toad. What a disgrace. People here are seriously pissed off.

I'm confused ... oh, you mean you aren't talking about the U.S.? Really? Parallel universes or something.

Glad to hear your voice again. ;-)
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Post by: drab on April 03, 2017, 07:26:48 PM
#4
I don't wear a watch.

I don't wear a watch,
don't need to.
45 years of smoking at set times
means I'm never more
than a few minutes out.

At six minutes per cigarette
I'll have 1.9 million fewer minutes
to wonder what time it is.

I look on the bright side,
and console myself with the thought that
3.75 years earlier might mean
a quicker release.

Although it might have been better
had I needed a watch.
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Post by: kateD on April 03, 2017, 07:33:47 PM
#4
I don't wear a watch.

I don't wear a watch,
don't need to.
45 years of smoking at set times
means I'm never more
than a few minutes out.

At six minutes per cigarette
I'll have 1.9 million fewer minutes
to wonder what time it is.

I look on the bright side,
and console myself with the thought that
3.75 years earlier might mean
a quicker release.

Although it might have been better
had I needed a watch.


Every time I pour a gin and tonic I have this same thought. WTF?
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: drab on April 03, 2017, 07:36:36 PM
How many minutes do you lose for each G & T Kate?  ;D
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Post by: kateD on April 03, 2017, 07:54:30 PM
How many minutes do you lose for each G & T Kate?  ;D

I repeat: WTF?

It's all an illusion anyway, right?
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Noizchild on April 03, 2017, 08:07:47 PM

Noizchild -

I was curious about the Wasteland Project you reference and it was an easy matter to find the series online: http://archiveofourown.org/works/981372/chapters/1932533

I was surprised to find that both of your postings here are of poems previously published as part of that project.  The idea of celebrating National Poetry Month by writing 30 poems in 30 days is to in fact write 30 poems in 30 days.  This thread is intended as the record of that quest for all who undertake it. 

Your Wasteland Project 2011 website looks interesting, though I confess I didn’t delve into it too deeply.  With all due respect, if you wish to further showcase your writing from that project, I suggest you post to MWC’s The Gallery:  http://mywriterscircle.com/index.php?board=15.0

In the meantime, there is lots of creative juice to create a little world where 30 new poems come to life - I hope you're part of the trek.

T

Will it take fanfic poetry?
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: drab on April 03, 2017, 08:47:37 PM
I repeat: WTF?

It's all an illusion anyway, right?

What does that mean? I mean 'WTF', what the fuck what?
'It's all an illusion anyway' What's an illusion?
Anywho, I'll settle for any reaction, so WTF will do.
Thanks for reacting.
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Post by: drab on April 03, 2017, 09:37:00 PM
#5

Primitive

We repeat
copy others
carbon copies sometimes
no need for obvious darkness beneath fingernails
to show our faults
pointless to clip or brush them
it's there in every fibre

a body never found
dissolved, bones
and even fingernails too
returned
not to where they came from
but to the sludge

a family reduced
somehow
because they can't visit
sludge
or stand above its resting place

primitive
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: drab on April 03, 2017, 09:47:18 PM
OK, two in one day.
Am I going to be chastised?
Can all my poems be about death? Really? OK, can most of them be about death? OK you bastards, just tell me how many!
So few! OK, well if I can't write about death WTF can I write about?
The first one who suggests life or love is dead to me!
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: drab on April 03, 2017, 09:49:37 PM
#6
One of my three a day.

OK, two in one day.
Am I going to be chastised?
Can all my poems be about death?
Really?
OK, can most of them be about death?
OK you bastards, just tell me how many!
So few!
OK, well if I can't write about death
WTF can I write about?
The first one who suggests life or love
is dead to me!
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 03, 2017, 11:41:02 PM
Will it take fanfic poetry?
Sure.  Poetry of any kind,, as long as its written this month. :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Gyppo on April 04, 2017, 03:11:14 AM
I had to take time out, which leaves me playing catch-up, but hopefully I'm back for the duration.

Gyppo

NaPo 2.

Life grabbed me by the scruff of my neck,
shaking me like a terrier with a rat.
I played dead for a day or so
until it's feral breath faded away.
I looked cautiously around,
shaken but not stirred,
and pieced things together again.

Life goes on. It has this habit,
and it's a tough one to break.
Looking back I have to wonder.
Were my two lost days weakness,
or wisdom?
Sometimes the difference is obvious,
but not this time.
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Post by: Gyppo on April 04, 2017, 03:17:29 AM
NaPo 3

Testing Times.

Testing Times.

Wired up like an old motorbike
with leads running every which way,
hooked to sticky tags on my skin
whilst the nurse's little grey box
meters and measures micro movements
which tell her more than I need to know
about the beast under the skin.

Blood drawn in four little tubes,
the hideous discomfort of a pressure cuff,
with an oximeter biting my finger
like a half-hearted crab.

Oh goody, I've passed my MOT.
I'm fit enough for my operation.
It seems that at my age they worry
about knocking me out.
Just in case I don't come back.

I could tell them the lines on my palm
are growing deeper and stronger,
and although they're no longer
there's a good few years left yet.
Or a few good years.
I don't need a grey box to know this.
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Post by: duck on April 04, 2017, 06:41:50 AM
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Post by: Catherine F on April 04, 2017, 11:03:45 AM
    Stolen moment

All long dresses and veils,
Like dark brides they stroll in the park,
The younger ones in pair
Babbling and laughing,
Older ones walking in a line,
Silent.
Some of them stroll alone,
Talking softly into their telephone.

I imagine their luxurious hair,
Black and shiny,
Released
And floating in the April wind
Like a scented banner.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 04, 2017, 11:21:57 AM
Love the S.2 image. :)
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 04, 2017, 11:24:49 AM
4   Post-Modern Canute at The Long Branch

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Post by: Tom 10 on April 04, 2017, 11:26:12 AM
Duck >> time an invisible / bandage   :) :)
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 04, 2017, 11:27:23 AM
Good writing , Gypo - yours is always a pleasure to read. :)
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Post by: Noizchild on April 04, 2017, 12:30:04 PM
Sure.  Poetry of any kind,, as long as its written this month. :)

Cool.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Gyppo on April 04, 2017, 12:40:23 PM
NaPo 4

Water

Electrons jostled effortlessly
through miles of copper,
or flashed through fibre optics,
and today's water bill is paid
by the swipe of a card.

Sixty years ago it wasn't so easy.
Little muscles rolled a water drum
from a well or standpipe,
across the grass and a cinder path,
each yard longer than the one before.

Mum could have carried it easily,
but she stood by the caravan steps,
bursting with pride,
letting me learn to be a man.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 04, 2017, 01:52:46 PM
Good one, Gyp. :)
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Post by: Gyppo on April 04, 2017, 02:47:22 PM
It's an example of what happens when you just leave yourself open to ideas.  I was paying the month's water bill at the post office, just swiping the payment card, and it suddenly struck me how much things had changed.   I pictured my little self, pushing that water drum, and the rest just fell into place.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 04, 2017, 03:13:03 PM
reflective poetry, like this, helps us live more deeply, I think -- writer and reader. 
Keep shooting these fish in a barrel! :)
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Post by: duck on April 04, 2017, 04:21:39 PM
Tom, you are amazing - writing great poems and appearing all over the place, giving encouragement to one and all

4


Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 04, 2017, 04:34:36 PM
Duck - this morning I heard Garrison Keillor read the poem My Father Watched Westerns, by Faith Shearin.  It foreshadowed your poem so well.  I love when the cosmos lines things up for our enjoyment and appreciation rather than its usual thug-thumping repertoire.  If you are not familiar with Writer's Almanac, you are in for a treat:  http://writersalmanac.org/episodes/20170111/

My poems thus far are singularly underwhelming, Dave, but thank you.  If things fall into place I may have a decent one yet this week. :)

T
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: DRP22 on April 04, 2017, 04:41:29 PM
Of that summer, I can remember
the heavy scent of old ink
and the pages and bindings
sitting dense on their shelves.

These used books provided
an aside from the heat,
beyond the welcoming mat
on cracked linoleum floors.

Escape was in all directions
despite the tumbling dust
and disorganized stacks
against yellowing walls.

Each page gave willingly,
but greedily I’d read.
Fred, the book guy, abiding
despite plummeting sales.

I could have died in that place
from contentment or mold.
Truth be told, it was selfish
this old fantasy I’d entertain.

One day Fred would be dead.
Leaving no one behind,
he’d bequeath it all to me,
this disheveled palace.

Flickering fluorescents,
stale air, staler profits,
a haven and sanctuary.
Simple, poor, but mine.

A single fan for circulation,
I’d read behind the counter,
grunting at each customer,
only tearing away to make change.



Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 04, 2017, 05:15:47 PM
Listen here, 22 -- I've heard enough of this I'm-not-a-poet crap!   ;D ;D

This latest of yours just sings along with the reading. :) :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: DRP22 on April 04, 2017, 05:17:20 PM
Thank you, thank you, thank you!

I've been really into this NaPo. Thanks for asking me to get involved.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Mark T on April 04, 2017, 05:18:12 PM

Eish. What great poems ... all I have is tepid bathwater. But also this to clarify my earlier remarks about legal weed.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nGRiJZsOajI

Purple Malawi

I have a single seed stashed somewhere,
the only one I found in this medical gift
for my dark days of grief and depression.
I kept it because the stuff was good,
thinking maybe one day I'd grow it
sneaky-style in time for Christmas.
Mostly I don't bother with weed -
I'm too busy to get slowed up,
but what a desktop novelty
this pot plant's gonna be.
Praise Jah, brothers!  
      
 
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Mark T on April 04, 2017, 05:26:14 PM
Listen here, 22 -- I've heard enough of this I'm-not-a-poet crap!   ;D ;D

This latest of yours just sings along with the reading. :) :)

I agree. So, do you have a name... Catch?
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: DRP22 on April 04, 2017, 05:27:38 PM
I agree. So, do you have a name... Catch?


LOL! Yes. DRP is actually my initials. My first name is Daniel. The 22 is just added in there because usually DRP is already taken as a username lol.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Mark T on April 04, 2017, 05:33:53 PM

All right, Daniel, greetings. 
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Post by: DRP22 on April 04, 2017, 05:59:43 PM

shadows ~ silence ~ snow
silence on snow
shadows in silence
snow in the shadows–




I've been trying to follow this thread closely, but somehow missed this one from a couple pages back. Tom, I am reallydigging this piece. I've read it nearly a dozen times.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Mark T on April 04, 2017, 06:25:28 PM

Gnash - I was digging it too until the last line. No T, no more Napo, this deserves a proper landing. 
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: DRP22 on April 04, 2017, 07:41:30 PM
Gnash - I was digging it too until the last line. No T, no more Napo, this deserves a proper landing. 

Agreed. This one should be a Tom thing, not a NaPo thing.
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Post by: drab on April 04, 2017, 08:44:04 PM
NaPo 3

Testing Times.

Testing Times.

Wired up like an old motorbike
with leads running every which way,
hooked to sticky tags on my skin
whilst the nurse's little grey box
meters and measures micro movements
which tell her more than I need to know
about the beast under the skin.

Blood drawn in four little tubes,
the hideous discomfort of a pressure cuff,
with an oximeter biting my finger
like a half-hearted crab.

Oh goody, I've passed my MOT.
I'm fit enough for my operation.
It seems that at my age they worry
about knocking me out.
Just in case I don't come back.

I could tell them the lines on my palm
are growing deeper and stronger,
and although they're no longer
there's a good few years left yet.
Or a few good years.
I don't need a grey box to know this.

Nice poem Gyppo. Great opening line, and the last S polished it off nicely.
Enjoyed the read.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: drab on April 04, 2017, 09:58:09 PM
 #6
A God like me.

He's sitting in my place now
curled, with occasional stretches.
I don't mind
he covers the arse-created cushion hole,
the one I made,
a reminder of how life has changed.

Our lives have seesawed
our prospects have changed,
a glorious sun crowns his smarmy head
as I look up
wondering why gravity keeps me down.

I'm happy for him really
stone-yard feral, orphaned
he watched his siblings disappear
one by one
the last, his beautiful sister
under a forklift wheel.

I saved him, was minutes away from saving both.
I am his God...but I failed.

He's teaching me,
and I'm going to Disney his life.

I'd like to have a God like me.



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Post by: Mark T on April 05, 2017, 05:04:09 AM

Great stuff, drab. Such an enjoyable read. If we could all be the person our pets think we are - the world would be a better place.
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Post by: Gyppo on April 05, 2017, 05:37:20 AM
Nice one, Drab.  Particularly liked the phrase stoneyard-feral, conjured an instant vision of the little kitten slinking through the workplace shadows.

My daughter's cat was a semi-feral farmyard orphan.  I remember holding her in my palm, pencil thin tail hanging down between my fingers, and wondering at the smallness of the little black bundle.
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Post by: duck on April 05, 2017, 06:49:15 AM
5
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Post by: drab on April 05, 2017, 08:24:40 AM
A rather lovely poem Dave.
Thoroughly enjoyed the read.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: DRP22 on April 05, 2017, 12:10:30 PM
What's Next?


When I’ve passed, is it…

technically over,
occupying land fills
for treasure trovers
to pick, pick through
sunken treasure
leveraging gold watches
at pawn shops?

Or is it…

Romantically greyed out?
Wooden jackets,
withering facets,
organically deprived
of vital aspects
needed for choreographed
tap dances and hand claps?

Or is it…

The second coming
or the passing of yore?
No more burden days labored,
when nature’s working the gore?
The icy grasp of that last moment,
testing, foot in the door.
Is there truth behind
the Great Beyond,
Oblivion’s shore?

Or is it...

Eternity, a concept lost
on me entirely?
Like the ocean is big, yes,
but have we witnessed
the other side?
The unknown creeps in,
seeped deep in the dark.
Is it a latent invitation,
dated and signed on a lark?

Or is it...

Done?








Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 05, 2017, 12:26:53 PM

Fellow writers: I have a favor to ask- as flattered as I am when you quote a poem of mine in full, please don’t do that.  That is, please don’t reprint them in your comment post.  The reason I ask is that I intend to leave each of my poems on the thread for 4-5 days and then take them down so that they are available as drafts to work on after April is done.  If they appear in your post then I can't really do anything about that.  Thanks for your cooperation.

And keep up the good writing. :) :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: DRP22 on April 05, 2017, 12:36:24 PM
Sorry, Tom. I went back and edited the whole piece out.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 05, 2017, 12:39:00 PM
Not a problem, Daniel.  I should have given a heads up earlier.  
Thank you for doing that. :)

BTW - I tend to agree with your comments and those of Mark about making something different of the ending.  Plenty of time for that as soon as I get thee next 25 poems written. :)

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 05, 2017, 12:42:45 PM
5.  Sigrid Abiding

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Mark T on April 05, 2017, 03:26:25 PM

another day has turned to dust,
the vanished hours are as ashes
swallowed by an indifferent abyss
and now, the wind buffets the rest
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Catherine F on April 05, 2017, 04:31:32 PM

Every night I see you
From my imaginary window
You come at the exact hour
I guess you know I'm here
Burried in a corner
Of the perfect deep dark.
Waiting.

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 05, 2017, 04:32:44 PM
Nice, Mark.    I love buffets.  
Especially the Bloody Mary Buffet at the St. Paul Grill - great way to spend a Sunday morning. :)
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Post by: Mark T on April 05, 2017, 04:33:04 PM
dave, that's beautifully touching in its sincerity and simplicity

daniel, nice experiment but going too far with enforced rhymes and collateral damage to structure

T - classic and measured writing, casually precise. But is it dowses or douses?

Really enjoying the reads, well done so far guys - for me, pumping out the odd quad is a chore.

PS. Sorry Cathe - crossed post but that's a stepping-up loosener. Nice. May i suggest dropping the line-start capitalization. 

Thanks T -make it a double. 
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 05, 2017, 04:36:42 PM
Dowses or douses? 
Houses or blouses --
don't matter, keep pounding
the thread. . . .
Don't look back. :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 05, 2017, 04:38:55 PM
Mark - I expect your 'odd quad' to go teleological when the NOS kicks in.   ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Mark T on April 05, 2017, 04:39:53 PM

Say what?
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 05, 2017, 04:40:13 PM
Catherine -- Burried in a corner / Of the perfect deep dark. / [pause] Waiting.  Great reading aloud. :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Mark T on April 05, 2017, 04:40:44 PM

Nitrous Oxide?
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 05, 2017, 04:42:43 PM
Say what?

NOX > NOS -- now corrected. ::)

nitrous oxide
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Post by: Mark T on April 05, 2017, 04:43:41 PM

Er...
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 05, 2017, 04:48:07 PM
NOS -- double meaning - energy drink and engine performance booster --

(http://www.drinknos.com/images/NOS-logo3.png)

(http://roadstergarage.net/wp-content/uploads/2010/11/NOS.jpg)
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Mark T on April 05, 2017, 05:07:49 PM

Sorry, i was just busy...

Marlboro moment

Fat Annie starts slinging hash browns @6am
forearms as lumpy as an apple pie sky.
Hot coffee's in the craw, work-boots sticky
on yesterday's floor. Blue-hazed voices buzz,
doorbell swings to the slam of a pick-up door.
Tumbleweed presses against Chevy glass
for a shotgun moment on the rack in back,
bounds away to a phantom circus lining
the filtered history of American horizons.

 
    
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Post by: Mark T on April 05, 2017, 05:09:21 PM

NOS -- double meaning - energy drink and engine performance booster --


NOShit?

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Post by: Catherine F on April 05, 2017, 05:13:18 PM
This NOS booster is just what I need to keep up with Napo rhythm  :D
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Post by: Mark T on April 05, 2017, 05:15:33 PM

Argh sorry Cathe. Thought that was Tom! Just saw it in the new comment posted thing.
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Post by: Catherine F on April 05, 2017, 05:18:33 PM
Mark I love the atmosphere of your Marlboro moment. It s the exact picture my french imagination loves to draw of USA...Very vivid sounds depicted too.
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Post by: Mark T on April 05, 2017, 05:20:28 PM

Shucks, 'twarn't nuthin m'am.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Mark T on April 05, 2017, 05:39:39 PM

Goodnight all. Happy Napo-ing - near midnight since 5am, i gotta do it again
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Gyppo on April 05, 2017, 06:13:32 PM
NaPo 5

Old guy vs new technology.

Catching a train for the first time in years.
Confronted with ticket machines
which made no sense to me.
Far too many options.

But in the corner of blessed memory
there was still a glass window,
and a wench who spoke real words
and gave me a cardboard ticket
in return for folding cash.

And a free smile.

Trains have air-con now,
so you can't open a window.
The doors open and shut automatically,
although there's a button, bright yellow.
A placebo which creates an illusion of control.
But leaves a claustrophobic pause,
ample time to panic before they open.

At the other end of my journey
technology struck again.
Ticket barriers, like bat-wing doors
in some western saloon.
I held back and watched others pass through
after touching a large yellow button.
For me the gates stayed shut.

Eventually I asked a member of staff.
She looked at me as if I was  a throwback,
a lost traveller from another century.
Which, in a way, I am.

The big button is a scanner, for rail passes.
Like the pensioners' bus pass I now use so glibly.
My old style ticket has to slide into a slot,
hidden away in acres of stainless steel
as if apologising for its antiquity.
Damned if I will.
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Post by: drab on April 05, 2017, 09:38:23 PM
#7
A cup of tea.

Keep sending flowers
if you like,
they'll bridge a gap
sometimes.

But take time to notice,
that's what she wants
details.
 
My wife likes her tea just so.
Anyone can make it,
but just so is an acquired skill
a leap of faith.

Have you ever watched mating birds,
males apparently doing
the same dance, but
one wins
why?

The others, I think, pay more attention
to their performance,
while he noticed her subtle reactions
noted details.
Not giving in
just giving to receive.

Your world can revolve around
a cup of tea, if
it's made
just so.
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Post by: Catherine F on April 06, 2017, 05:35:36 AM
Gyppo,
nice one again. You re so good at sharing small daily surprises, wether whether pleasant or disturbing.
Drab your cup of tea is nice too. I love S1 they'll bridge a gap/sometimes. Nice to send sometimes in the next line, as an afterthought.
New day- new poem to search for in our depth...
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Post by: duck on April 06, 2017, 09:48:36 AM
6

_______________________
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Post by: duck on April 06, 2017, 09:59:26 AM
Mark Loved the Marlboro man , in particular, Daniel what and excellent additon to the crew here you are and Drab I never realised you had so much poetry in you - the quality yes
 ( Your world can revolve around
a cup of tea, if
it's made
just so.)
but now the quantity too. Gyppo, no one could invent you - great. And Tom and Catherine and all the others
Enjoying the spectacle
Dave
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Post by: DRP22 on April 06, 2017, 10:25:52 AM
Thanks duck!
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Post by: Catherine F on April 06, 2017, 02:47:04 PM
You also provide the spectacle Duck!
Kate where are you? I cry for you  :'(
Today's one is on the stove here...
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Post by: kateD on April 06, 2017, 03:19:40 PM

Kate where are you? I cry for you  :'(


I'm trying! I'm reading all of my comrades' poems and loving them! Really good stuff. My muse left me for someone with talent and motivation, I think.  :P
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 06, 2017, 03:22:38 PM
Take heart, I have another piece of mediocre crud in the polishing stage about to go up which should help you feel good about your writing prodigiosity and eloquenticity.   ;D
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Post by: kateD on April 06, 2017, 03:23:45 PM

I see your love shrink
fearful you invested
in false promises

there is something
can't be regained
when ire topples the scales


Whole poem's a gem Dave, but I really love the lines above. Hits the proverbial nail on the head.
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Post by: kateD on April 06, 2017, 03:29:47 PM
The Luncheon

Open, searching,
she samples
all things avant garde.

Closed, dogmatic,
she knows
what's right and wrong.

Somewhere in between,
are we -- comfortable
not knowing all,
but enough.
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Post by: Gyppo on April 06, 2017, 03:32:35 PM
Once again, drawing from the world around me.  Unfortunately I have rats in my loft.  Horrible.  Makes me shudder.  Nowhere else in the house, but definitely in the loft.  The rat man suspects they may have come along the terrace from elsewhere in the block.  Because he couldn't find any obvious access points. Possibly he knows something but won't tell me, because pest control is a confidential service.  One of my neighbours has just had their roof rebuilt, so that could have triggered a migration.

Anyway, on to the tale.

=====

NaPo 6

Rats on Speed.

It was possibly (hopefully) just the one,
scouting out the territory.
Bumping around late at night
or early in the morning.
Surprisingly noisy in the small hours.

So the rat man came...
Disappointing my grandaughter
because she expected whiskers,
and a tail, and beady little eyes.
Not a cheerful lanky soul in overalls.

He climbed his ladder, looked,
and confirmed there weren't many.
"Just a few traces, nothing much.
A long way from an infestation, Sir."

He positioned his trays and left a treat.
Several squidgy blue sachets.
"It's a new flavour, Sir,
very effective, they love it.

The next night I heard nothing...

The night after it was bedlam.
Bumping, banging, scampering.
as if the whole damned terrace was there.
The potential contents of six joined roofs
piling into my loft..  
A veritable block party

"Yo dudes," I imagined them saying,
"Come on down to Gyppo's place.
He's got some really good gear,
mind-blowing stuff, Man.
Let's party until we drop."

Gyppo
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Post by: Gyppo on April 06, 2017, 03:40:45 PM
Somewhere in between,
are we -- comfortable
not knowing all,
but enough.

Nicely reflective, Kate.  A comfortable end indeed.  Far better than knowing too much.
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Post by: Catherine F on April 06, 2017, 03:41:18 PM
So glad to see you back here Kate! Today  was a hard one for inspiration for me too. I ended up writing about sulptures I love (by African artist Ousmane Sow).
What came out I'm not proud of! But shamelessly I'll post all the same, maybe something someday will come out of it...
And Kate I really like your not knowing all,/but enough
Doing our best  ;)
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Post by: Catherine F on April 06, 2017, 03:42:06 PM
Sculptures

Ousmane Sow :
your warriors on the edge of silence,
sad giants and cruel,
kings of eternity
parading their savage splendour
eyes raw, intense,
watching into emptiness forever
standing,
proud.


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Post by: Tom 10 on April 06, 2017, 03:46:19 PM
Isn't ekphrastic the name for poetry inspired by other art?   :)
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Post by: Gyppo on April 06, 2017, 03:47:25 PM

watching into emptiness forever
standing,
proud.

Catherine, I have never knowingly seen the statues of which you speak, but with those three lines I see them clearly in my mind, timeless warriors.

Gyppo
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Post by: Catherine F on April 06, 2017, 03:51:54 PM
You can check here Gyppo, and confront
https://www.google.fr/search?q=ousmane+sow+warriors&client=firefox-b-ab&sa=X&tbm=isch&tbo=u&source=univ&ved=0ahUKEwjBju3
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Post by: Catherine F on April 06, 2017, 03:53:15 PM
Isn't ekphrastic the name for poetry inspired by other art?   :)
Thank you Tom, I've learnt a word  :)
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Post by: Catherine F on April 06, 2017, 03:57:28 PM
Finally managed to copy the face I was thinking of!

(http://blog.matoo.net/images/ousmane_sow_visage_masai.jpg)
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 06, 2017, 04:01:48 PM
Oh my, that's a powerful image. :o
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Post by: Catherine F on April 06, 2017, 04:05:01 PM
He was an amazing artist...
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Post by: Gyppo on April 06, 2017, 04:12:30 PM
It's fascinating what sculptors can do.
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 06, 2017, 04:30:51 PM
I have seed of a theory about sculpture which sprouted when I tried to photograph an amazing sculpture -  [The Conversation] “La Conversacion” by the French sculptor Etienne. No matter how many shots I took from different angles, I continually felt that I was capturing a different artistic experience because of the way the piece seems to incorporate what is happening around the sculpture - almost like a piece of performance art.    So my seed of a theory is a photograph can not capture the artistic essence of a sculpture, but only an facet, a slice.

See what I mean:
[these are of the sculpture I reference, these are not the pictures I took - these are better]

(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/564x/77/38/94/7738944759ae6642262f95f55e4a04d6.jpg)(http://www.lahabana.com/guide/wp-content/uploads/2013/12/conversacion-sanfrancisco03.jpg)(https://media-cdn.tripadvisor.com/media/photo-s/0d/89/8f/ee/statue.jpg)
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Post by: Mark T on April 06, 2017, 04:38:51 PM
It's quite gratifying checking in, knowing there's going to be a whole raft of new poems to read that didn't exist a day ago. The output's impressive on several levels - we're like a poetry force! Stand by...

Utterly

here in this world above yours,
your temporary corporeal domain
this plane remains your world too
and we'll soon see you back again

it's lovely here, you'll remember when
your time expires, how sublime to see
the universal order of atoms in harmony
with the synergy and law of light energy

in the brightness of being so vast and pure
in perfect molecules of souls formed in clouds
of constellations dangling ganglia pink and blue
and sparkled with golden radiance, you await you



 
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 06, 2017, 04:49:56 PM
Wow Mark - not just a quad-liner, but a three stanza jobbie which echoes the Cepian Quatro with cadence and rhyme, and incorporates the patented MT end-line dazzle.  Love this. :)
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Post by: Catherine F on April 06, 2017, 04:51:48 PM
in perfect molecules of souls formed in clouds

souls formed in clouds : I love this image
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 06, 2017, 04:53:33 PM

6.    Ontology is Easy

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Post by: drab on April 06, 2017, 08:19:39 PM
So impressed with all your poems.
I assume there's no cheating going on here, i.e. people having 'stored' poems in readiness for April  :)
And I'm beginning to wonder if spending too much time (something we can't do this month) can sometimes work against us.
It's been (for me anyway) a frantic 1st week; only having an hour or so in the am to product something. I usually write a poem in an hour, but it's the pressure to write one every day.
But I have to say I'm enjoying the challenge. (So far)
Also noticed the Review My Poetry page is like a ghost town  ;D
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Post by: drab on April 06, 2017, 08:55:33 PM
#8

In another life I'd play the piano,
instead of poetry
I'd write music.
 
I imagine myself
spilling tears on the ivory,
so emotionally connected
to the beauty created.

My daughter plays violin,
another instrument
that catches the heart.

When she plays
I'm reminded that
it's not another life,
I'm living in the now
and I can decide

a bag of cats
or the pub

drinks are on me.
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Post by: drab on April 06, 2017, 09:35:35 PM
I have seed of a theory about sculpture which sprouted when I tried to photograph an amazing sculpture -  [The Conversation] “La Conversacion” by the French sculptor Etienne. No matter how many shots I took from different angles, I continually felt that I was capturing a different artistic experience because of the way the piece seems to incorporate what is happening around the sculpture - almost like a piece of performance art.    So my seed of a theory is a photograph can not capture the artistic essence of a sculpture, but only an facet, a slice.

Photo 2D, sculpture 3D. A photograph is always only going to be a slice. But 'slices' are so different to memories...they contain so much more information.
This piece is quite wonderful. The missings are more important than the bronze.
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Post by: Gyppo on April 07, 2017, 04:40:10 AM
So impressed with all your poems.
I assume there's no cheating going on here, i.e. people having 'stored' poems in readiness for April  :)

And I'm beginning to wonder if spending too much time (something we can't do this month) can sometimes work against us.

1) I suppose one could 'cheat'.  But the only person you'd be cheating would be yourself.

2)  I seriously believe it can, at least in the early creative stages.  Tidying and polishing are different skills and trying to interleave them within the creative process would be, for me at least, a recipe for disaster.

There is a certain amount of adrenaline involved in writing 'on the hoof', similar to that experienced during 'live' performances.

This month gives you a chance to 'just do it'.  To overcome inertia and the thought that 'tomorrow will do'.  The same chance is always there, but in truth it's easier to ignore it.

NaPo is an artificially created situation, a bubble of opportunity, with an amazing amount of free space within its thirty day confines.  I've just stepped outside to analyse how it works for me, but we're all different.

When I taught creative writing classes there were those who just froze, paralysed with indecision during 'write to order' sessions, and others who just opened a mental door and poured words onto the paper.  Often the freezers could do really good work at home, on their own.  There are many paths to creativity and Napo is just one of them.

And I still genuinely have no idea what today's offering will be about.  I like it that way ;-)

Gyppo
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Post by: Dylan di Vilde on April 07, 2017, 06:35:32 AM
Let it go

Sometimes, on a quiet day, you very often find
ideas start to churn around and bubble in your mind,
the cold creative juices start to simmer and stew,     
imaginative gasses start to grumble and brew.
You feel that you’re growing just a little bit fatter
with a noticeable build up of literary matter -
similes and metaphors, emotional stuff,
allegory, imagery, verbiage and guff,
adjectives and adverbs, shafts of  wit
the question is - What do you do with  it?

You can’t keep it in – shouldn’t even try
It’s gotta be expelled or you’ll suffer and die.

So you hang on a bit till its all finished cooking
then find a good spot when nobody’s looking
‘cos you can’t just let it out any old where
so you find a nice poem and you do it in there.


That’s better, you sigh
as the world passes by
it’s nice to unload
before you explode
You might not get applause
but you know its all yours.

And now you feel thin   
and it’s better out than in.






I wrote a poem, you can too.
But I’d give it five minutes if I were you.

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Post by: duck on April 07, 2017, 07:10:40 AM
7
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Post by: kateD on April 07, 2017, 08:16:46 AM
It's quite gratifying checking in, knowing there's going to be a whole raft of new poems to read that didn't exist a day ago. The output's impressive on several levels - we're like a poetry force! Stand by...


What he said.
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Post by: kateD on April 07, 2017, 08:25:39 AM
Stark against the monochrome gray
of daybreak an avian orchestra
conducts itself outside the window.
Wrens on violins, cardinals on clarinets,
mourning doves on saxophones.
A conductor is absent in the cacophony—
colors take shape as trees, bricks,
hedgerows. Another day unfolds
in the most miraculously mundane way.
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 07, 2017, 08:29:07 AM
Dylan!! What a delightful surprise - I love the wit and the music in your poetry - I hope you'll be here for the month now ;D ;D

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Post by: Tom 10 on April 07, 2017, 08:31:20 AM
Kate - you beat me to it - When I went out this morning there seemed to be a number of new voices in the birds' choir and I thought that might make a good poem subject. But in my view your piece has preempted the field. ;D
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 07, 2017, 08:34:27 AM
Interesting ending -- there was something more to say / but the hearts have stopped turning.  I have a draft with a last line of I am sorry the metaphor doesn't extend further.  Such a clear example of good writing and bad.   ;D   
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 07, 2017, 08:38:56 AM
drab - there is plenty of recourse for NaPo'ers if you feel like you are approaching the wall, or if the muse is AWOL -- limericks are poems. :)  I have taken refuge in the haiku/senryu genre as well.  Then there is The American Sentence - God's gift to NaPo ;D ;D

http://mywriterscircle.com/index.php?topic=51473.0
 

I don't think anyone has stockpiled poems.  I wouldn't consider it - the surge of the 30 day challenge is too cool to dilute.  The lid comes o fwhen you write because there is no option, and what happens is sometimes pretty nifty.  I like giving myself the chance to experience it.  From reading the other postings, I think I am not alone. 

Again, can't tell you all how glad I am that the hay-wagon is full this year.  ;D
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 07, 2017, 09:32:27 AM

7.   The Wood Duck Rant

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Post by: Gyppo on April 07, 2017, 09:50:07 AM
In the words of Thunderclap Newman, There's something in the air.  Even Dylan has been tempted to join NaPo.

=====

NaPo 7

Writers' Stew.

Collect your miss-matched ingredients.
A quarrelling couple,
or a pair so blissful
that even a veritable saint
would want to tear them apart,
just for the hell of it.

Add an implausible situation,
a whiff of corruption,
and a scent of decay.
But don't overdo the latter.
Decay is like garlic,
a little goes a long, long way.

Chuck in some passion,
or a hint of fashion,
because to some readers
these things matter.

But there's a difference,
a best-selling difference,
between a scene well-set
and action congealed.

Throw in a mountain to climb,
or a raging ocean to cross.
An impassable barrier anyway,
better still several,
defying their dreams and objectives.

Which they will inevitably defeat.
But only by their own efforts.
No Acts of God are permitted,
except perhaps mischief by Loki.
He's always lurking around somewhere.

Stir, stir, and stir again.
Turn up the heat,
add grains of realism to thicken the plot.
No reader will ask for seconds of watery gruel.

If in doubt add a mighty thunderstorm,
full of rumbling portent,
and those oh-so-useful lightning strikes
to edit Gordian knots in a flash.

Scrape the bowl to avoids sticky bits.

Strain credibility to remove lumps.
Put them aside as stock phrases,
they may become toothsome morsels
when used in another dish.

Present on a bed of fresh white sheets,
or deliver via a stream of electrons.

Then go and write another one.

Gyppo
 

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Post by: Gyppo on April 07, 2017, 09:54:27 AM

I am grateful for all of God’s gifts.
But I suspect the prick has secretly shared
with the wood ducks the distance range
of my Tamron lenses.

As again, they bob in magic waters
just beyond the reach of my camera.

Only a poet could call God a prick in such a lighthearted way ;-)
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Post by: DRP22 on April 07, 2017, 10:10:51 AM
Too Fast

Each day is a century in itself.
Yet this wooden desk and stationary set
is a time machine, taking me forward,
too quickly for comprehension.

On the bottom right of my screen,
minutes shift slowly, beyond notice,
but the hours whizz upwards and onwards
blurring my life away,

like petty cash blown on trifles.

Rifling through photographs
kept on display at dot com galleries,
I see young me's with old you's
doing the things we'd do.

Saying the kind of shit we'd say.

And if I could control this rocket ship,
I'd altar course for somewhere slower,
a tear somewhere, where I can stop
to appreciate what I have now.

An immortal space for only what matters.








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Post by: Tom 10 on April 07, 2017, 10:18:35 AM
Only a poet could call God a prick in such a lighthearted way ;-)
Of course I will burn in hell for eternity for graver offenses than this. 
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 07, 2017, 10:23:08 AM
Writer's Stew!  ;D ;D
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 07, 2017, 10:30:58 AM

DRP -- I see young me's with old you's / doing the things we'd do. // Saying the kind of shit we'd say.  Love this passage. :)
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Post by: Catherine F on April 07, 2017, 11:17:57 AM
I love to pop in here during the day, not knowing what to expect. No post? One? Today is Bingo! Wonderful to discover your writings, so creative, so different, you bunch are a source of inspiration. And a firework of hope amidst all the bad news from the world. Poets will save peace and humane feelings, won't they ?
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Post by: Mark T on April 07, 2017, 03:05:22 PM

Fake off

Fake news, fake hair and fake gas attacks
on the eve of peace. 
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Post by: Catherine F on April 07, 2017, 05:57:53 PM
Hush, it's gonna be alright

Oh my ! Tis near midnight
And I have laid no verse tonight.
Instead I drunk wine, red and white,
With long lost friends in the moonlight,
A sweet scented evening by candlelight
Wringing terror's neck and all this fright,
Drowning in laughter and babble light
(But what else can we do)
Our unbearable humane plight.

And now I write.

Good night
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Post by: Shortcross on April 07, 2017, 05:59:01 PM
As everyone seems to be writing poems, I thought I'd join in. Sorry for the amateurism - it's literally the first one I've written in my life! :)

North Norfolk

When the kids are grown and flown the nest
and your driving skills are beyond their best.
When the yearly check-up is a bit of a gamble,
and the days slow down to a stately amble.
Fear not, Dear Heart, you’re not alone,
I know a place you’ll feel at home.
Let go your youth, give up the ghost
and buy a bungalow on the Norfolk coast.

You’ll be happy here; there’s a lack of stairs.
The undertakers are millionaires.

You’ll find no hills to tire you out;
the air is clean and the pubs serve stout.
There’s plenty of room to have a stroke—
it’s popular with local folk.
Or go to the shops in your pyjamas
and blame it on the Alzheimer’s.
Yes, Norfolk is the place to be,
where death’s a cottage industry.
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Post by: Gyppo on April 07, 2017, 07:02:22 PM
Welcome, Shortcross.

This is the place to be in April.
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 07, 2017, 08:07:44 PM

Shortcross!   :)     Aloha.

Quote
to the shops in your pyjamas / and blame it on the Alzheimer’s.
;D ;D ;D
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Post by: drab on April 07, 2017, 10:14:37 PM
#9
Fade

He watched her fade
into the morning mist,
its low lying sulk on the lake
bled thinner across the road,
then soft focused the shadowed pines
freeze framed, until the day's virgin heat
prompted their gentle swaying.
 
Dawn, the time for last chances,
one more last chance.
No words required in a warm bed,
just an arm's reach across the divide,
a touch they both craved,
frozen in shadows
before the fade.
 
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Post by: Shortcross on April 08, 2017, 01:41:48 AM
Thanks Tom & Gyppo. I think I'll stick to stories lol.
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Post by: Vienna on April 08, 2017, 05:05:49 AM

thank god it's spring
the blossoms out
and the daffs have flowers
he's in love again
he takes time to find out
if she's the right one
waits patiently, as always
until their first date
he knew she wouldn't resist
now they are a couple
sometimes

he pours champagne
into the flutes, lights the candle
tuts and rearranges the red rose
adds the plate of canapes
smiles, picks up the tray
makes his way carefully
down the cellar steps





i'm so far behind :(
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Post by: kateD on April 08, 2017, 08:46:08 AM
makes his way carefully
down the cellar steps

I love it!
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Post by: kateD on April 08, 2017, 08:48:25 AM
If you knew the truth
could you stand it?
Could you stay here?
Draw a mustache
on the Mona Lisa,
lick the icing
off the cupcake,
give the dog
another treat.
Listen up:
none of this matters.
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 08, 2017, 08:57:08 AM
Richard - greetings - very nice poeming :)


Kate - my brother and I have the discussion occasionally - would go back and do it all over again if you could.  I ask - knowing what I know now?  He says it would be pointless otherwise (not sure whether he means the question or the going back part).  And you poem addresses one side of the discussion very well. :)

drab -- another beaut!
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 08, 2017, 09:03:05 AM


8.   Ring a Ring o' Roses. . .

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Post by: Mark T on April 08, 2017, 09:29:16 AM

Old tricks and new dogs

Let’s sail the Maine into Havana
and hope the Spanish attack -
we need a war with them.

Um. It’s been a month now
and nothing yet. We’ll have
to blow it up ourselves.

Remember the Maine!
Attack the Spanish!
Annex Hawaii too!
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Post by: drab on April 08, 2017, 12:43:44 PM
Wonderful poems, great variety too.
Nice to see Vienna is still maintaining his cellar  ;D
Tom's last two lines were hilarious  :)
Mark, have mercy on the poor man  ;D
Catherine's advice to drink more will be heeded.

 
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Post by: Catherine F on April 08, 2017, 01:15:55 PM
Betrayal

Spin spin spin
black hole -
black hole -
spin spin
cotton wool
beat beat ---beat ---
blur puff
haaaaaaaze

My body
my friend/my foe
I need to rely on you
don't play these games with me
please
specially not when I'm driving.





Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Catherine F on April 08, 2017, 01:19:09 PM
Wonderful poems, great variety too.

Agree with you.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Gyppo on April 08, 2017, 03:57:27 PM
NaPo 8

Love and Technology.

I see the newly-weds
zipped and compressed in a file.
Protected by a password.

It protects the images
but can't hide the love.

The sheer joie de vivre
bursts through time and distance.

I've seen it in black and white pics,
of my Gran and Grandad,
my Mum and Dad,
my eldest girl,
and now my youngest daughter.

The husband and wife look,
totally absorbed in each other.

The dress, the suit, the venue,
it's all window dressing.

The look says all is well.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Eigenvalue1 on April 08, 2017, 05:57:40 PM
PIG

Man has never been closer to understanding the pig.
For man has almost become the pig; eyes to the ground, rooting and snorting,
eating, excreting, belching, crunching through oats and bone-meal.
A man can wake suddenly and find he's a pig.
An entire life passed in this Pigdom, and only know it strikes him
like a bolt.
Perhaps on TV they were handing out prizes: a holiday, a new car, a toaster
oven.
The sight stirs something in him.
He looks down at his tuna bake.
He walks to window.
He sees row upon row of serried houses.
He sees concrete streets, macadamized roads, a billboard.
The woman on the billboard is smiling.
And suddenly the word hits him like a crashing wave.
PIG.
In time, he must relearn to live and die as the pig.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: drab on April 08, 2017, 09:39:10 PM
#10

I'd like to die alone

I'd like to die in isolation
in a quiet room devoid of emotion,
an efficient nurse
sufficient morphine
and music,
there must be music.

I don't need my hand held
my pain is mine alone,
there'll be no comfort
in your touch
and even less in your words,
words I've used to fool the dying.

It's a time for honesty,
leave me to do this my way
you don't need to be there
'all gathered round'.

I'd like to remember you as you were,
your memories can be reshuffled
I'll have one last unaltered one,
a pleasant one.

Then burn and scatter me quick
if you can, forget I ever existed
unless it makes you happy
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: drab on April 08, 2017, 10:29:41 PM
I'm sure Vienna will come back with the offer of a nice secluded cellar in Austria  :o
Not quite there yet V... :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: drab on April 08, 2017, 10:51:05 PM
Betrayal

Spin spin spin
black hole -
black hole -
spin spin
cotton wool
beat beat ---beat ---
blur puff
haaaaaaaze

My body
my friend/my foe
I need to rely on you
don't play these games with me
please
specially not when I'm driving.

I read somewhere that you gals are more connected with your bodies than with your Gods!
Don't know about you, but my God is a male...he's cool...you should give him a go!
Enjoyed the read  :)






Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Mark T on April 09, 2017, 07:26:48 AM

Recitals


I said just wanna quickly knock out a poem so I'm done for the day,
swarming up the ladder to my office loft,
to K prepping breakfast around the corner below.
I asked wanna hear some poems, reading yesterday’s sparkling harvest,
almost bellowing over the cheerful clink and clatter
as the poetic words vibrated through the air
paused in absorption, then disappeared.

It's too early for Pigdom, she says, and tell Tom
that Tamron lenses are... less than optimal
on a good camera. And I think she thinks
we‘re all a little strange, in her practical
mainstream photojournalist way.

But that's okay.


Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Vienna on April 09, 2017, 07:28:20 AM

please be harsh
with your crit
beg the newbies
I can take it
really, honestly, truly
then are upset, cry
get offensive, curse
the good reader but
PLEASE
don't send them to me

My cellar is already full



 
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 09, 2017, 10:55:56 AM

9.   Driving to Town for Groceries



Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Vienna on April 09, 2017, 11:23:09 AM
Nice one tom. Enjoyed the read. Just not sure about " persons"


Cheers richard
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 09, 2017, 11:26:04 AM
Thanks Richard - I choked on 'persons' too, but needed and couldn't find a 2-syllable substitute other than 'bodies'. 
So glad you are finding some time to do this - I know your time commitments are pretty tough sometimes.

T
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Catherine F on April 09, 2017, 11:37:35 AM
Really nice Tom, specially the last strophe.
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Post by: duck on April 09, 2017, 12:57:11 PM
8
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Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 09, 2017, 02:34:39 PM
Really nice Tom, specially the last strophe.
:)
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: drab on April 09, 2017, 03:03:00 PM
Tom and Dave,
Two beautifully written and accessible poems.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Mark T on April 09, 2017, 03:10:10 PM

Tom and Dave,
Two beautifully written and accessible poems.

Wot he said.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 09, 2017, 04:28:31 PM
correction -- drab and Dave. :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: drab on April 09, 2017, 08:23:23 PM
#11
I'll settle now for some.

I used to dream of a perfect life
believed it was attainable,
enough money
to make it possible,
enough health
to make it last.

Now I dream of a good life
and hope it is possible,
there'll never be enough
but I'll settle now for some.

It's not giving in
or being worn down,
it's just the eventual acceptance
of all the clues that time
has carefully, gradually
placed before me.

'I'll never' has been replaced,
now I say
'I may never, but I have....
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 10, 2017, 08:50:29 AM

10.   If You See Lightning


Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 10, 2017, 08:57:37 AM
Just ten days into the month and our modest thread has over 200 posts and over 1500 views - give yourselves a round of applesauce. ;D

(http://i1287.photobucket.com/albums/a640/titan685/14abt-2-popup_zpsuga4xybk.jpg)
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Dylan di Vilde on April 10, 2017, 09:46:31 AM
If I hold in my belly
I’m really quite lithe
like that bloke off the telly
with no shirt and a scythe.

So apart from his hair
and the hours in the gym
and the rough chiselled air,
I look just like him!

And that’s all it took,
I did it with ease.
Now ladies will look
and go weak at the knees.

It boosts my allure
of that there’s no doubt
but I’ll have to make sure
that I never breathe out.

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Shortcross on April 10, 2017, 09:50:20 AM
If I hold in my belly
I’m really quite lithe
like that bloke off the telly
with no shirt and a scythe.

So apart from his hair
and the hours in the gym
and the rough chiselled air,
I look just like him!

And that’s all it took,
I did it with ease.
Now ladies will look
and go weak at the knees.

It boosts my allure
of that there’s no doubt
but I’ll have to make sure
that I never breathe out.



If you had a book out, I'd buy it. There's not many of yours I don't like.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Gyppo on April 10, 2017, 11:07:52 AM
Shortcross.  If you click on the link in Dylan's signature file it will reveal several books he has penned, some of them verse.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Catherine F on April 10, 2017, 11:41:19 AM
Drab your #11 tells of your acquired wisdom. I hope you didn t plan to pretend you were a teenager because these lines would tell you off 😄
So very true....at the same time sad and also a relief: not running madly after a mirage anymore. A rest from looking for perpetual euphoria.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Shortcross on April 10, 2017, 11:42:53 AM
Shortcross.  If you click on the link in Dylan's signature file it will reveal severl boos he has penned, some of them verse.

Thanks Gyppo - I'll have a look
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Catherine F on April 10, 2017, 11:51:07 AM
Yesterday's poem

I've lost the words.
Yesterday I had them
tucked up in a corner of my head
warm and tidy,
piled neat and sound
in lines well turned,
rhythm steady
rhymes fine
musicality allright.
So I drifted peacefully
in my dreams
and sleep surprised me
furry and fluffy.
And all was gone when dawn woke me.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: kateD on April 10, 2017, 02:52:48 PM
I am a guest in this house
along with others.
The landlord is never seen,
though there is evidence
he's been in.

Go ahead, get to know me,
The mirror is full length and magnified.
There are a dozen ugly truths
for every virtuous one.
I've got nowhere to go
so I'll wait patiently, or not.
The choice isn't mine.
Or is it?
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Shortcross on April 10, 2017, 03:21:20 PM
All This, I’d Do.

If I could touch your hand again
I’d buy you diamond rings,
a multitude of emeralds,
and other sparkly things.

I’d listen to you carefully—
I know it sounds absurd,
but I’d try to understand this time,
the words between the words.

I’d fill your house with hollyhocks,
thyme and timothy
and make a garden of your lounge
to shame Gethsemane

I’d bargain with the Fallen One
And ask of him his price—
My heart or soul,
my worldly wealth,
I’d gladly sacrifice.

I’d call upon Jupiter,
Thor and Amon-Ra,
to turn the seas to sudden ice
and light the skies on fire

I’d tell the god of Abraham,
‘Take back your gentle son!
Come, walk the streets,
and stop the hearts
of each and everyone.’

All this, I’d do, and more besides,
if only time would deign
to let me wind the long years back,
and touch your hand again.

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Catherine F on April 10, 2017, 04:02:57 PM
On hold

Words melt before my eyes
like butter in the sun,
form a froth
of white bubbles
boiling up :
lather of dreams
clouds of moss
tepid often
vibrant on occasion
and nervous
like a cat on a full moon night.

The door is open.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Mark T on April 10, 2017, 04:58:54 PM

tick

daybreak is wielded by the sun
hammers crack open each hour
minutes scatter the dust bowls
of seconds, and no time is sold

tock   
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Post by: DRP22 on April 10, 2017, 05:16:29 PM
Under Seats, Under Bleachers

"Keep coming back,
'cause it works if you work it."
And from ages five to eleven,
my attendance was pretty solid.

Doodling in the back,
under tables and under seats,
I'd retreat to hone my craft,
a tiny artisan for one hour.

There were cautionary confessions
in sessions of coffee filters,
stirring straws, tiny cups,
donation cans, and stale smoke.

Through the muck of sober life,
I'd watch the matriarch march,
dragged along by apron strings,
clutching crayons for long meetings.

Flash forward one decade
and you'd never have guessed,
but I'm dropping acid with Travis Burr
under pep rally bleachers.

The semester that followed
was both endless and painful.
Me, nodding my head
while neglecting my past.

Fast-paced and draining,
I took up my mother's torch,
rekindling old habits,
inheriting that old curse.

Now my children are watching,
and while it's not the same struggle
It's disconcerting to know:
We learn plenty, but not enough.



Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 10, 2017, 05:33:34 PM

Listen up NaPo-leons --


The brand new Poetry Challenge appearing on the Games and Challenges Board invites the submission of NaPo poems!

http://mywriterscircle.com/index.php?topic=61943.new#new

Poems written for NaPo -- written in the month of April, 2017, and posted on this thread -- are the only poems eligible for the contest.

Its a contest of Best of NaPo -- lets see how wonderful a contest we can make it with a sampling of the excellent poeming being recorded here on a daily basis.  

Of  course you're as excited about this as I am. :)

PM me your poems.  I'm looking forward to a great collection of versifications. :)   It doesn't matter who wins, the great thing will be seeing the collective work of the NaPo participants in the contest.   :)

 
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 10, 2017, 06:21:25 PM
Kate, your N feels spooky/creepy. Makes the poem come alive.

Catherine - how many times have I worked out wheat felt like great lines, only to wake up with my memory banks erased?  Just like your poem

DRP – excellent observation:  It's disconcerting to know: / We learn plenty, but not enough.”
I didn’t recognize Travis Burr so I did a google image search and got about 70 faces.  It was easy to pick out which one had been doing acid under the bleachers. :)

tic~toc, Mark!  Solid quad, you like the right margin I bet.   I love the meter.  The last line feels inevitable, which is one test of great meter.

Shortcross - you make the meter of this your servant, great telling of the poem’s heart.  The last stanza sings.  BTW - is Chris your brother?  Or Moto?  :) Just asking.

drab - your successive reflections are addictive. :)  And thanks for posing for the photo for Reply#205. ::) 

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: drab on April 10, 2017, 06:58:05 PM
drab thanks for posing for the photo for Reply#205. ::) 

No problem...but do you think my ass looks a bit big?
Hope you'll be including a Tom poem in the Challenge!

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: drab on April 10, 2017, 08:22:31 PM
#12
Bastard

Digger died,
a beloved pet for many years.
His owner came looking for a headstone,
they do that sometimes.

Digger didn't like the pair of horses next door
and was let out to 'play' with them.
A week after his annual checkup
he keeled over and died,
sudden adult death syndrome.

The day before, rummaging in the undergrowth
he returned
with a cut to his face,
a fox was suspected.

The owner went home to get a gun,
on his return
the culprit had already been killed by Digger,
a badger,
probably protecting its offspring.

It was difficult to hold my tongue,
as he dismissed the life/lives without a thought.
It was a fond memory for him,
it was WTF from me.

All profits were donated to a local wildlife fund.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: drab on April 10, 2017, 09:37:33 PM
If You See Lightning

If you see lightning when ice
still covers the lake. . .


What a startling way to open! And continuing your 'accessible' phase...phew.
Your skill of placing us in the scene is formidable. Done in such a way that you don't even have to go through the normal channels of 'showing'. These two lines could be seen as telling, but the word 'still' describes a very specific scene. The ice is thinner, Winter is leaving, there's not as much snow on the ground, I could go on. Your precision really pisses me off sometimes  ;D
Yet another fab poem.
Regards
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Vienna on April 11, 2017, 01:21:46 AM


Excitement electrifies
the air, gives it a crackle
fresh from the bus, ready
for shopping, for some fun
for many, first time away

they didnt see
the heavy truck turn
heard the screams first
saw the crowd try to flee
many too many go under helpless

scream for a mother
that cannot hear, for a God
that just doesnt care
machine-gun fire,
exploding backpacks
finish the  job

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 11, 2017, 08:35:30 AM
Richard - you are the master of tension and drama with such efficiencies of word use. :)
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Post by: Vienna on April 11, 2017, 09:41:18 AM
cheers Tom.
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Post by: Shortcross on April 11, 2017, 12:16:05 PM
Dramatic Title

Metre, form and imagery—
those are all just words to me.
Diction, rhythm, repetition
lie beyond my definition.

No words of wisdom to convey;
I haven’t got a thing to say.
No touching theme to make you think,
while standing at your kitchen sink—
accosted by the irony,
slain by my profundity.

I’ll just insert another stanza
subtle as a German Panzer,
then really step it up a gear
                                                 and offset this line over here.

I’ll drop the plot and ditch the story
(it’s not fucking Jackanory)
Who needs morals to relate,
when I can just alliterate?
If all else fails, there’s this, it seems:
make poetry the poem’s theme.

It may be crass and possibly
self-congratulatory.
It might be quite behind the times,
but I’ll say this: at least it rhymes.
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 11, 2017, 12:31:52 PM
 ;D ;D Vastly entertaining, Shortcross -- favorite passages:1 accosted by the irony, / slain by my profundity.

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Catherine F on April 11, 2017, 12:52:18 PM
Richard - you are the master of tension and drama with such efficiencies of word use. :)
Yes, very efficient.
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Post by: Catherine F on April 11, 2017, 01:00:41 PM
Absence      #11

Mornings are full of mist
and the perfumes of rosebuds.
Young rays of sun pierce the air,
golden needles
cold and wet
to wake the birds up.

An old owl
flies heavily down the lane,
its brown wings spread in the breeze silently,
like a giant moth.
The great bird heads for the barn.
It will sleep the day off alongside upside down bats.

The dawn warms up
now,
and smells of coffee and hot bread.

Life stirs upstairs.

Peace is over.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Vienna on April 11, 2017, 02:01:25 PM
Yes, very efficient.

Cheers catherine, thas no bad thaself lass.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 11, 2017, 02:07:25 PM
Quote

Life stirs upstairs.

Peace is over.


 ;D ;D  I know the name of this tune.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Gyppo on April 11, 2017, 02:15:04 PM
You lot are flying this month ;-)

=====

NaPo 9

Hoover (Other makes are available.)

If you ever reach the point
when you'd rather Hoover than write,
then break out the cleaner
and get cracking..

You're not admitting defeat.,
you're being sneaky,
using a writer's mind trick.

How often do good ideas come
when you can't write them down?
All too often.

So Hoover the floor,
wash dishes by hand,
fry an egg,
empty cat litter trays,
change your engine oil,
or a baby's stinking nappy.

Then break off part way through
to capture the sudden thoughts.

It's easiest to switch off the Hoover.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: duck on April 11, 2017, 04:00:55 PM
Hey I am really having trouble keeping up with the quality and quantity of this.

----------------------------------------------------
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: duck on April 11, 2017, 04:03:34 PM
10
It is all about lines, that line, at your feet.
A line of earth, or in the dust, named
After those who live here; you could
See it as an open door or a locked room
In which to feel safe, to be somebody.
There is a welcome sign on one side,
A sunny farewell on the other. Some
People die to cross it, others can wait
To flee its straightjacket. It’s like skin,
2 square meters- enough to fill
a standard doorway – how shall I walk
around  you standing on that line,
walk through you, see through and beyond
to the secrets and to that which bonds you all
against me. Can I walk the line and not cross?
What if the line is between two places I may not be?
Between two buildings 100 metres tall
And a high wind is blowing?
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Post by: duck on April 11, 2017, 04:10:49 PM
11
blessings catch fire, like the broken bracken
under foot in a blistered forest where
arsonist hearts go in search of mischief
every time a true feeling is overtaken
by a solution or a lately formed reason
the birds take flight on cracked calls
leave the dull minded to their charred fate
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Post by: Catherine F on April 11, 2017, 04:17:31 PM
Duck, I love your #9. There's a whole universe in it. It recalled a novel which has haunted me a long time, A Prayer for the Dying: A Novel,
by Stewart O'Nan
. Don't know why. The atmosphere?
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Mark T on April 11, 2017, 05:24:14 PM

Gosh, the output here's been terrific, I'm impressed with the poems from the prose guys who've joined in. Splendid stuff all round, everybody. I'm so far behind the curve with my lame quads it's not funny but anyway

Hero

I'm fascinated by Solon the poet
and his far vision of democracy
The ideals of political landscape
we see, are his legacy of ideas
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Shortcross on April 11, 2017, 05:53:32 PM
Shopping List

#  Cat food
#  Kitchen Towels
#  Tissues and streaked mascara. Rain-beaded, impossibly long, her lashes flay her cheeks.
#  Potatoes
#  Cauliflower
#  Wine reddened lips, stark against the afternoon, sharper than a scalpel cut. I cannot help
             but reach out and she bites my fingers with chiselled teeth.

#  Bleach
#  Mushrooms
#  Newspaper divided and ridiculous, tented above our heads against the worst of the weather.
             I measure her quick, deliberate steps against my own and count two for one. Up ahead,
             the waiting bus rumbles and shudders and rattles its windows—as impatient for her as
             I am.
#  Matches
#  Garlic Bread
#  Cigarettes hide in my pocket, forgotten. She tiptoes into me and I accept a kiss—delicate,
             ephemeral—like a snowflake settling on my palm, like rain on the savannah, and I
             wonder if it happened at all. The bus receives her; she waves and I raise my hand,
             but she’s just wiping the misted window.
#  Apricots


Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: kateD on April 11, 2017, 06:39:35 PM
Yes, you guys are awesome!!! These are wonderful contributions. I am really happy to see this NaPo be such a success. Best one (I've experienced) yet. And, thank goodness, as I just don't have it in me right now to contribute much of anything, and nothing worthwhile.

Shortcross, your last one is a gem (well, all of them, but I don't stop long enough to comment usually, just to read).

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Shortcross on April 11, 2017, 06:40:37 PM
Thanks Kate - don't know what I'm doing really, I'm one of the 'prose guys' that Mark mentioned :-)
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Gyppo on April 11, 2017, 06:52:38 PM
NaPo 10

The perfect shot.

Once, many years ago,
I was out shooting with a friend.
An informal competition developed.

Shooting at leaves,
moving targets in the stream,
twigs stuck into the ground,
each smaller than before,
or a stone balanced on a log.
Bouncing a pine cone along,
each hit driving it further away
until we both missed.

Harmless fun with a gun.

Then my friend pointed,
said "Bet you can't hit that."
A starling sat on a tree top,
small enough to be a challenge
but certainly not 'meat for the pot'.

"Bet I can."

I knew that I couldn't miss.
A cold black and white certainty.
No conscious allowance for wind,
or elevation, or range.
A gentle squeeze and the bird fell.

There's something scary about it
when a shot feels that natural,
that automatic, that perfect.
As if something else is in charge.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 11, 2017, 07:10:31 PM

11.   Accidental Earth

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: drab on April 11, 2017, 08:37:02 PM
#13
Centre of the Universe

There's flesh a plenty,
it wobbles important
site specific,
7.5 billion bags of it
smeared all over the globe.

They don't even register as punctuation
from space.
Yet all are convinced
the Universe belongs
and revolves
around them

it does!

If these bags
ever understand why that is,
they may stop bursting.
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Post by: REW on April 11, 2017, 09:15:30 PM
NAPO # 2 (This is really my # 3, but I cannot find my # 2 so until I find it...  :P)

Springtime Corpse

Birds swim through air
fishes fly through the sea
and I sink
settle into the ground
fold by fold
like wax
my wick snuffed.

No fire left burns
but the sun,
too scorching
melts me down.

Hungry gravity
sucks but doesn't
swallow,
and spits me out
to be laid
into an open hole
where the sprinkles
of warm earth
soon cool.

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: REW on April 11, 2017, 09:17:54 PM
NAPO #3

Dangerous Work

slow rising Robin
my car speeding a near miss
her feet clutched a twig
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: REW on April 11, 2017, 09:19:58 PM
NAPO #4

Better Than a Crayola Crayon

rich indigo sky
an omen foretelling good
new life is coming
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: drab on April 11, 2017, 09:44:23 PM

   Accidental Earth
The music never ends.
Squirrels scamper in dew

Fab poem T.
Place a squirrel ANYWHERE in a poem and I'm hooked.
Squeels are up there as the best  :) Ireland/UK used to have squirrel hunting clubs!!!!!
Big men with guns tracking dangerous animals  ::)
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Post by: REW on April 11, 2017, 10:35:58 PM
NAPO #5

The Switching of Tides

Joy doesn't erupt.

It eases in shyly to mesh with dark,
diluting until it fades bit by bit
with light froth in the incoming tide,
foaming away to smooth things over
until the fun is all done again,
the surf off to elsewhere.

The ocean leaves a depression in wet sand
and low tide officially begins
with the impression of footprints,
influx of scavengers looking for shells,
pretty rocks, and surprises.

Darkness brings a harvest wealth
equal even to that of the sun.

It hurts too with its own type of burn.
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Post by: REW on April 11, 2017, 10:46:20 PM
Number three

 
(not sure about cracked and croocky for an old voice  ???

I like this.  It seems fun, but comes across as creepy and scary reality.
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Post by: REW on April 11, 2017, 10:50:50 PM
#5

Primitive


primitive

Well this is sort of depressing, but I do like the take it has...I also like the starting and ending with the same word to form a cycle and the symmetry of it.
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Post by: REW on April 11, 2017, 10:53:40 PM
you called me a liar then fled:



The ending troubles me, but that just means it is a good poem.  I really like the third stanza especially, how you convey the shifts.
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Post by: REW on April 11, 2017, 10:59:41 PM
    Stolen moment



This is a lovely image.  This one is a keeper for sure.   :)
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Post by: REW on April 11, 2017, 11:06:51 PM
#9
Fade

He watched her fade

 

I like this one very much.  Why?  I don't know.  It just appeals to me, the haunting sadness of the fade.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: REW on April 11, 2017, 11:11:10 PM
NaPo 10

The perfect shot.






A gentle squeeze and the bird fell.

There's something scary about it
when a shot feels that natural,
that automatic, that perfect.
As if something else is in charge.

Gyppo

This is really good.  It makes a strong point and it also really disturbs me, the thought of the poor starling (an innocent).  I think the poem really conveys...
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Post by: Catherine F on April 12, 2017, 02:17:25 AM
What a wonderful read this morning. The night has provided you guys with terrific inspiration once again. Yours should be delivered each day on a poetry radio specially set up for NAPO. It would bring joy in our lives and elevate our mind. We d then be more gentle we d be happier and we d live longer 😊
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Post by: Mark T on April 12, 2017, 02:18:39 PM

True

Nev is eighty-three years old
and still hunting on foot
with Bushmen trackers
in the Kalahari heat.

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Shortcross on April 12, 2017, 03:00:00 PM
Just a bit of fun, and apologies for the adult content....



An Oven Glove on a Litter-Picking Stick


‘My mate Del, he said to me,
not to feel ashamed
if a woman smiles at me,
when I’m on the train.’

          ‘But, of course’, says my wife
          'It happens all the while,
           It’s just politeness, after all—
           you should return the smile.’

‘He also said, my mate Del,
that when I get the horn,
I should put the telly on
and watch a bit of porn.’

          ‘Masturbation’s natural,
           it’s something we all do.
          So rub away, husband dear,
          I won’t think less of you.’

‘And if the girl from the train
was in the room as well,
I wouldn’t be betraying you,
reckons my mate Del.’

         ‘His logic is impeccable—
          it’s only onanism.
          You wouldn’t be the guilty one,
          of shady voyeurism’

‘Supposing that she lent a hand,
was Del’s rhetoric,
if she used an oven glove
and litter-picking stick?’

          ‘Fine by me,’ says my wife,
          ‘no skin-on-skin contact—
           your integrity remains secure
           and marriage vows intact.’

‘And Del was pretty adamant
that you would understand,
if she ditched the oven glove
and finished me by hand.’

          Go for it, husband mine,
          as no doubt you can tell:
          I don’t care what you do
         ‘cos I’ve been fucking Del.


Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Tom 10 on April 12, 2017, 03:19:52 PM


Too funny, Shortcross!  And so well presented in verse. :)

REW -- nice to see back :)  The Switching of Tides is really provocative.  Springtime Corpse too.  Good writing :) 

drab - more quality stuff from you - impressive. :)

Dave - I think you are the strong-man of the month, your last three postings make my case.

... Gyppo - you are still setting the bar. :)

Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: Gyppo on April 12, 2017, 03:32:40 PM
Drab:  I really liked your Centre of the Universe.

Shortcross:  You're really getting into the spirit of this, aren't you?

Mark T:  You've created a very evocative image of Nev the hunter, even without any clues about his appearance.  Rightly or wrongly I picture him as whipcord lean and bright eyed, tough as an old boot.

Gyppo

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Shortcross on April 12, 2017, 03:34:34 PM
Just a welcome relief from the novel, Gyppo. It doesn't feel right though - not making them rhyme :)
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Post by: Gyppo on April 12, 2017, 04:11:31 PM
It shows ;-)  The one with the litter picking stick rhymed some of the time.  But just having fun is a major part of NaPo.

It shakes up the synapses too, lets your mind forge links and see unusual patterns which might remain hidden when writing strict prose or formal poetry.

          Go for it, husband mine,
          as no doubt you can tell:
          I don’t care what you do
         ‘cos I’ve been fucking Del.


When I read it aloud I felt there should be a really or truly between I and don't, or some other two syllable word for the extra two beats.  But that may just be to suit the underlying rhythm or cadence of my own voice.  Over the years I've realised one's own accent and timing makes all the difference to reading aloud.  There's verses to be read silently, quietly enjoyed in your own head, and verses which cry out to be performed, often with gestures and body language.  Interpretation is in the mind and voice of the reader.

Classic poems such as Hiawatha are often parodied for comic effect because they have an underlying loping rhythm which can carry mismatched words past any stumbling points.

Sometimes you can read such a poem and feel the original 'template' without instantly recognising it.  Then when you identify it it's like meeting an old friend unexpectedly.  Dylan's poem 'Cultures' is a fine example of this, parked over in the gallery.

http://mywriterscircle.com/index.php?topic=42415.msg718296#msg718296

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Post by: Tom 10 on April 12, 2017, 04:19:55 PM


12.  bad metaphor / and disposable diapers

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Post by: Shortcross on April 12, 2017, 04:33:20 PM

When I read it aloud I felt there should be a really or truly between I and don't, or some other two syllable word for the extra two beats.  But that may just be to suit the underlying rhythm or cadence of my own voice.  Over the years I've realised one's own accent and timing makes all the difference to reading aloud.



I think that must be the case, Gyppo. I don't know how to convey beat, but for me (in my Northern English accent), there's a pause after 'care' and the accent is on what.

I dont care - what you do

while

I truly dont care what you do

Also works, but there's no pause after 'care'. Same rhythm to me, just more syllables. But then - I don't know very much about this stuff.
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Post by: Gyppo on April 12, 2017, 04:58:33 PM
Yes, that's Northern speak alright ;-)  We're all different.

I've just tried that verse with both Yorkshire and Cornish accents and it flows just fine.

Speech patterns can be fasinating, but they can also drive you mad if you look too deeply into them ;-)

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Shortcross on April 12, 2017, 05:03:26 PM
Yes, that's Northern speak alright ;-)  We're all different.

I've just tried that verse with both Yorkshire and Cornish accents and it flows just fine.

Speech patterns can be fascinating, but they can also drive you mad if you look too deeply into them ;-)



Where are you from, Gyppo? If I can do your accent, I'll give it a go. I'm intrigued! :)

Sorry, Tom, for hijacking the thread.
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Post by: Shortcross on April 12, 2017, 05:20:54 PM
Not drowning but drowned

Thirty feet beneath the waves
and you’re already sculpted
by the press of water.

Made tight, honed.

You sense the motorboat
with your thorax
like a shark’s lateral line,
your lungs beat with the beat of it
as it races above you,
towards me.

I lie trapped and lifeless
at the juncture of sky and sea.
Arms hanging, my body sinusoids
with each passing wave.

I’m amplitude, phase and frequency.
y = a sin x
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 12, 2017, 05:51:43 PM

Sorry, Tom, for hijacking the thread.


No such thing - this thread is wide open - no rules. :)  [except for the rules :)]
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 12, 2017, 09:23:08 PM
Where are you from, Gyppo? If I can do your accent, I'll give it a go. I'm intrigued! :)

Sorry, Tom, for hijacking the thread.

I'm blessed, or cursed, with being a natural mimic.  If I talk to someone for more than five minutes I start to sound like them.  I've learned to rein this in a bit as some people assume I'm 'making mock'.

Born in Hampshire, but with early exposure to Yorkshire and Geordie accents and speech patterns from my parents.  Apparently my Mum was horrified when I started sounding like a little 'Amsher Og' when I started school.  What we jokingly refer to as a 'Stealth Northerner'.  Ten years living in Cornwall added another layer later in in life.

My daughters, both born and raised in Cornwall, say I sound quite 'posh' compared to other Hampshire people they know.  But I've heard recordings of myself and suspect this perceived poshness may be down to the differing vocabulary of my generation.

As I said, patterns, rhythms, and word choices can drive you mad if you think about them for too long.

Gyppo

  
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Post by: drab on April 12, 2017, 09:43:05 PM
#14

Why fix it,
some things are made broken
or at least
made to break,
they evolve there.

I remember a solid state radio,
a plastic box that played music,
until dropped
and its complicated innards revealed.
Even as a child
I remember thinking, for the first time,
that maybe life wasn't going to be so simple

I often think outside the box,
but always remember
to look inside.



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Post by: Gyppo on April 12, 2017, 10:31:52 PM
You can blame Drab for starting this line of thought.  Small hours pondering ;-)

=====

NaPo 11

Outside the box.

We're told to think outside the box,
but who defines this framework.
And is it real?

I suggest not,
that it's merely another illusion,
one of many we wrap around us
in order to exist, just to survive.

Merely another onion-like layer,
a gradual lifetime accretion
of habit, familiarity, convention,
and mental scar tissue.

So where is this damned box?

Perhaps it's dimensions are minute,
positively tiny.

The walls closest to our heart,
our soul, our personality,
whatever makes us us.

A quasi-permeable membrane,
a flexible barrier we pass through daily
to explore the world.

It protects us, keeps us unique,
and occasionally ossifies,
into a hard but brittle strength.

These are the times we stop thinking,
when we stand with our ancestors,
cock-sure with confidence
despite the evidence of our senses..

These are also the times of respite,
no matter how beleaguered,
when we slowly absorb flexibility.

"Show me your box
and I'll show you mine."
But, on second thoughts, perhaps not.

I'll always wonder about yours
and perhaps feel out the outline,
but it's bad manners to ask.

Gyppo

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Vienna on April 13, 2017, 04:42:05 AM

They always get the blame
but the enemies are much nearer
can't you bloody tell,
everything's getting dearer mate
what do you expect you fool
from Brexit, don't give a toss
about people like me, just say
come home then, it's where
you were bloody born innit eh
i'm not even torn, not even for a holiday
the kids don't always speak english
and that's a prob now too
don't want them spat at
cursed or even bloody worse
and just wait you like going
foreign eh and basking in the sun
well queuing for a visa for hours
won't be much fucking fun lad
i've known you for years
since we were at school
shared some tears, had more laughs
but I'll tell you now and really mean it
fuck Brexit and fuck you too "mate"
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Post by: Dylan di Vilde on April 13, 2017, 05:29:54 AM
There’s simply no way
I’d write a poem every day
Not even if they said
‘I’ll put a gun to your head’
Or they put me in a workhouse whose regimen was cruel
and a poem was the only thing that earned a bowl of gruel.
Or if I cowered in fear
of a brutal overseer
who, simmering with spite,
demanded that I write.
I think I’d just decline
and take the cat-o’-nine.

Or they kept me in a cellar with poetic Lithuanians 
who’ve been trafficked into Britain by a gang of rough Albanians
the poems sold to users in a profitable trade
I tell ‘em Nothing doing boys - my muse has been mislaid

And nor would I behave
as a Roman galley slave
if by some odd circumstance a captive I’d become
and had to make up poems to the beating of a drum
held in chains
to pick my brains,
I’d just say no
I don’t think so
Don’t think I’m being rude
but I’m just not in the mood.
And I’d like to keep my vest on
‘cos I’m no Charlton Heston.




Just so you know.
Now I’ve gotta go.



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Post by: Shortcross on April 13, 2017, 05:33:32 AM
I like the rhyming ones :)
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Post by: Catherine F on April 13, 2017, 12:51:28 PM
Sulk

I turned all the pavestones
looking for words.

I tripped over weak rhymes
and I failed for lines.

I searched the empty sky
and found blank light.

My arms along my sides
never helped my strides.

I ran around the earth
along the Equator.

I dived into the deep oceans
but my lips remained sealed.

I turned my face to darkness
and thought :

« This is a case of speechlessness ».
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 13, 2017, 01:29:50 PM

Catrherine - clever :)

Dylan - you'd never write one poem a day, you say,
only, I think, because you don't get five that way. ;D
You prolific dog, you. ;D

V - seems like a bit of a departure for you, still with the strong emotions :)

drab, Gyppo - yous guys foisted the box topic into me head and I can't get it out, neither can I get a poem out on the same topic. >:(
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Post by: Tom 10 on April 13, 2017, 01:43:04 PM

13.  What Wind Means to Burr Oak


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Post by: Catherine F on April 13, 2017, 01:44:11 PM
Gyppo
"outside the box"..... Please do take 7 minutes to watch this very short film. It's a jewel, you must watch to the end though.

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xzlmvw_room-8_shortfilms

And Gyppo, you're such a master in the art of writing poems. I'm in awe!
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Post by: Catherine F on April 13, 2017, 01:46:46 PM
Tom,

the kiss of the wind on gnarled, furled lips.

What a nice image  :)
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Post by: Catherine F on April 13, 2017, 03:51:52 PM
Here's # 13

Where will the cat go ?

Where will the cat go
when the marriage's broken
and the house is sold ?
She'll come with me of course,
and with the kids.
Au revoir nice garden,
and hills and cows and barns.
Au revoir sun flowers in the summer
and scented bales of hay,
home of plump and healthy field mice.
Au revoir mists in autumn mornings,
and rows of  swallows on the leave.
Au revoir snowy slopes in the winter
where her paws carefully print their marks.
Au revoir pink light and wet grass in the spring,
and the hours she can wait for a mole to come out...

My cat is lucky though :
she can't foresee her future in a flat
and sleep sound and quiet all day long.
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Post by: Mark T on April 13, 2017, 04:52:29 PM

Escape

out of the box
off the wall
over the top
& into the soup
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Post by: Gyppo on April 13, 2017, 08:01:18 PM
Gyppo
"outside the box"..... Please do take 7 minutes to watch this very short film. It's a jewel, you must watch to the end though.

http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xzlmvw_room-8_shortfilms

That is a seriously weird little film, Catherine.  I strongly urge the others to give it a look.

Gyppo
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Post by: Gyppo on April 13, 2017, 08:26:48 PM
NaPo 12

Full Moon

I don't get more hairy,
or dash around ripping out throats.
Which is just as well.

I rarely howl at the silver ball,
though I will sometimes stand,
barefoot, rooted, arms raised in welcome.

But there's a definite affinity
with the silver mistress.
Something joins at a molecular level.

Just as I'm drawn more to silver,
the metal, rather than flashy gold.
It's an instinct.

Science tells me it's a ball of rock,
merely reflecting light from the sun,
a secondhand glow.

But from the first slim crescent
to the waxing globe riding high,
my eyes are drawn skyward.


I hardly even notice when it's waning.
But for two weeks out every four
the Silver Sister calls me.

Like the Sirens of myth
her words are incomprehensible,
but the language is beautiful.

Gyppo
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Post by: Gyppo on April 13, 2017, 08:35:59 PM
NaPo 13

Old Friends.

As you get older they thin out.
Moving away or dying off,
some just quietly fading.

Sometimes, in the quiet times,
you wonder how they escaped,
why they won early release.

Gyppo
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Post by: drab on April 13, 2017, 08:58:03 PM
#15
Talking outside the box.

Into a private room in the ICU
he was wheeled,
he must have seen many enter there
and never return.

I wonder if he remembered
all the lies - half truths,
death was never spoken
and if he didn't suspect
was I wrong to send him ignorant,
with no time to prepare
through that
abandon all hope door.

Support disconnected
but still he, or his body, refused to die.
Minutes passed without breath,
ours nearly as long
as his final hours continued.

We pronounced him dead several times,
relieved.
Sharp intakes of breath
like 'Hey fuckers, I ain't gone yet!'
brought us all back.

It ended by mutual agreement,
we were all done.

We'll all go different,
choice usually isn't an option
before the box accepts us.
Before I enter I'll think outside it
and ask to die alone.

I never liked whingers,
Soylent Green me please.
Nice drugs, music and a big video screen.

He was a lovely man, and I loved him.
I lied to him,
and our lost conversations
will haunt me forever.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 13, 2017, 09:16:18 PM
but I'll tell you now and really mean it
fuck Brexit and fuck you too "mate"

Excellent poem V.
Whether it's going to be good or bad is one thing, but the scariest thing is the way 'we' are so easily manipulated. You'd have imagined that because (nowadays) everyone has access to so much information they can make informed decisions. We've gone backwards. We used to be sheep in the olden days, but we now have to be the sheepiest sheep that ever existed. On the upside, it makes getting old easier to accept...I won't have put up with for too long  ;D
Regards
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Post by: drab on April 13, 2017, 09:24:54 PM
NaPo 13

Old Friends.

As you get older they thin out.
Moving away or dying off,
some just quietly fading.

Sometimes, in the quiet times,
you wonder how they escaped,
why they won early release.

Gyppo

Nice one Gyppo,
Reminds me of a poem I wrote a while ago about my dad (86). He has a photo of a football team he played for, and over the years saw every one of them 'enter the box'. I asked him recently if he could take a pill that would let him live another 20 or 30 years (expecting him to say no) and without pausing to think said 'Yes'.
Soylent Green for me  ;D
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Post by: drab on April 13, 2017, 09:38:53 PM
Here's # 13

Where will the cat go ?

Where will the cat go
when the marriage's broken
and the house is sold ?
She'll come with me of course,
and with the kids.
Au revoir nice garden,
and hills and cows and barns.
Au revoir sun flowers in the summer
and scented bales of hay,
home of plump and healthy field mice.
Au revoir mists in autumn mornings,
and rows of  swallows on the leave.
Au revoir snowy slopes in the winter
where her paws carefully print their marks.
Au revoir pink light and wet grass in the spring,
and the hours she can wait for a mole to come out...

My cat is lucky though :
she can't foresee her future in a flat
and sleep sound and quiet all day long.


Loved this C.
The 'Au revoir' repetition snags a bit for me, a minor thing; and many will say it's perfectly OK. I rescued (took in) a teenage feral recently and am resisting the impulse to write about him. But my Muse is getting tired so...
Anywho, a really enjoyable poem, and you used the cat (as a vehicle) to great effect, bringing us into the N's world.
Regards
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Post by: drab on April 13, 2017, 09:53:55 PM
What Wind Means to Burr Oak
what wind means to burr oak, what

This is really quite special T.
Be very proud.
Regards
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Post by: Catherine F on April 14, 2017, 02:34:22 AM
That is a seriously weird little film, Catherine.  I strongly urge the others to give it a look.
Gyppo

Yes Gyppo, very strange and disturbing. Your title reminded me of it. If there were a god, this is probably how he'd be playing with us...Metaphor of our humane condition?
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 14, 2017, 07:05:57 AM
12
requiem for a torturer

Hands are wonderful.
Very expressive.

Mine tell many a tale:
one scar on the tip
of my left middle finger,
from the slip of a knife.

My grip has lessened,
arthritis crackles
and my thumb locks
for no reason.

On the back of both hands
the skin loosens and veins
rise to the surface
like trails on a sluggish delta.

Worst of all though
is a stain across the knuckles
no amount of washing removes it.
A kind of tattoo reminder.

The work goes on.
I don't. I live
on my porch
in a red armchair,
my hands
idle on the armrests,
watch traffic on the move -
each day follows, ignores
my best efforts to stem the flow.




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Post by: duck on April 14, 2017, 07:14:08 AM
13.

Boxes

No room to swing, but the cat
lies skinned on a butcher's slab.

Let's imagine I had named the cat:
'Tibs'. A tabby. Fed the cat, morning
and evening. Cat food called Felix.
Played with the cat, rolled it
on its back and rubbed its belly.
The cat would purr, talk cat talk,
sleep at the foot of my bed.

'How would like your cat?''
asks the butcher. I do not
know the answer.

I have a robot vacuum
his name is Ulrich. He cleans
by himself, claims intelligence
as he wanders in ever widening circles
through my appartment, my life.
When Ulrich dies as he must,where
should I take him? The dump?
garbage can? Keep him in a box?
Maybe I will bury him in the garden.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 14, 2017, 07:31:19 AM
14

I walk the streets of the town where I live:
my town. When I say 'my' I mean more
than just where I live, where I have my home,
my children, friends, my work, my daily routine.

I have a right to walk the streets here
call them mine. No one pays the slighest attention.
I could be the tree on the corner, one
of the street signs, a small park to walk in,
the underground trains that dissect
the earth under my feet. People
see me and have no questions.

At Christmas, my friend plays Santa
for the kids in the neighbourhood.
At Easter, Jesus, pale from the pain
grimaces down from the cross.
They are one of us. We feel loved.

I could go any where in this world.
No one would ask me why, or
if I should. From Bondy Beach
to Timbuktu I walk safe as a Roman.

I have a large car. Bought it on credit.
Its mine, nevertheless I occasionally
drive too fast, doesn't everyone?

I could go on, but you get the idea.
I guess you are like me.

Isn't everyone?


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Post by: duck on April 14, 2017, 08:17:35 AM
I have not commented much about the poems but here are many many I really like including:
What wind means to the Burr Oak
Travelling South
Twins
I don't wear a watch
Post modern Canute
Purple Malawi
Incipience (great title)
Marlboro Moment
A cup of tea
Utterly
North Norfolk
Fade
Driving to town...
If you see lightning
I am a guest in this house
Absence
Shopping List
Accidental Earth
Not drowning but drowned
and my favourite lines so far have been:
'And so turned to cows and mushrooms
and Lutherans.'
- fantastic comic timing
Thanks everyone
Dave
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 14, 2017, 11:01:31 AM
I agree with Duck  a thousand percent about the vast number of really good poems here.

My selfish wish is that they make it to the current poetry challenge which is intended to showcase the Best of NaPo.  Its early, but be thinking about which of your poems go up - and don't be chintzy about it ;D ;D  In fact, if you like a poem, start firing them off now to my, PM's, and I've stockpile them for the voting at the end of the month.  Its settled, then. :)

Duck - Cold question about Ulrich - probing, provocative.  Love the poem.  Stunning stanza:
Quote
'How would like your cat?'' / asks the butcher. I do not / know the answer.
 

#14 Starts with a major Thornton Wilder feel to it, but then goes in an unexpected direction.   :)  Keep this up, Dave.

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 14, 2017, 11:07:50 AM
drab - your #15 I assume is about your father's passing.  It brings so much to the surface.  People wonder, what should i write about -- you have clearly have struck the vein.  You get so close to the core with this.  Its beautiful and powerful writing.  The simplicity and directness of the language make this just first rate.  :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 14, 2017, 11:10:05 AM
After what's been going up, I'm almost embarrassed to unveil today's offering, but what the heck, this is NaPo - no time for fretting - if it looks like a poem and sounds like a poem, post it and move on - gotta have one ready for the morrow. :)


  Hervies Creek




Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Shortcross on April 14, 2017, 11:37:50 AM

Foreign Territory

I can’t remember when
I began to navigate by your location.

Home, the office, the local pub;
always my triangulation points—
fixed and reliable.

Now, I don’t know where I am.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 14, 2017, 01:43:24 PM
Shortcross - Nice free verse. :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Vienna on April 14, 2017, 02:06:00 PM
Excellent poem V.
Whether it's going to be good or bad is one thing, but the scariest thing is the way 'we' are so easily manipulated. You'd have imagined that because (nowadays) everyone has access to so much information they can make informed decisions. We've gone backwards. We used to be sheep in the olden days, but we now have to be the sheepiest sheep that ever existed. On the upside, it makes getting old easier to accept...I won't have put up with for too long  ;D
Regards


Cheers mate, I haven't had the time, yet, to bang out many, but in the coming days I hope to get going. Whether I will be able to keep up with the standard of the poems done thus far I don't  know. Some really excellent stuff

Cheers
Richard

And ta too. Tom.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 14, 2017, 05:36:13 PM

take your pick

too lazy
too busy
too jaded
too too too

pick your take

this shout-out is a nice scream about as serious and precarious as an ice-cream vendor at a loose end on a booze bender in a lingering winter with a splinter in his ring finger


a million dead on the internet
but the pain in his fingertip
is worse than genocide
for his unhappiness

a red fucking knock on the door
it’s her from the floor above,
her whore’s minutes offer
more than sucking cock

ice-cream man looks sick
she thinks, within her aura
of last night’s rubbery pricks
and pheromone tobacco sweat

the elevator cube smells of fire
like black rope across an alley maw,
the mouth of the machine grins sinew
and descends into bone circles of science      

he feels no nostalgia these days
for the dazed nights of insomnia
waiting for the haze of daylight
and the tight ways of paranoia

she counts money inside her head
and thinks about the multitudes
of bacteria alive in her eyes,
staining her neon visions

words on glass, a clash and clatter
steaming between levitating plates,
the globular walls stream acid yellow
eggs without coffee or ice to swallow

as surreal as it seems, this is the safe part
of the netherworld, this under otherworld
is a patched facsimile of mass memories
downloaded and broadcast organically

the ice-cream man doesn’t know he’s dead
and the whore thinks of somehow escaping
goatish men, her tortures and the brainwires.
On the edges of hell, tomorrow always comes.




 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 14, 2017, 06:44:19 PM
NaPo 14

Seeing Sarah

Ambling through the city streets,
cammo man in the twilight,
enjoying my anonymity
and my own thoughts.

A stocky figure,
in a body-warmer
and the reflective vest
of a Big Issue seller
bustles towards me.

One arm protects her living,
the last few copies unsold.
The other is outstretched for a hug.

"Haven't seen you in ages."
Big hug, smiling eyes.
My introvert self recognises her,
forgets to be shy, and hugs her back.

She's thinned out a bit,
over the last three years,
but she's clear-eyed,
healthy looking,
and confident.

A long way from when we first met.
Then she was battered, prickly,
restlessly roaming a hospital ward,
swearing over her mobile phone.

She remembers Mum,
in the same ward,
as 'A lovely Lady
who didn't judge me."

I sometimes buy an Issue
but she tells me I don't have to.
"You're just nice to talk to,
so don't feel obliged."

I've not seen her this year
and wondered if she was dead,
or off the streets,
or had traded inept shoplifting
for cosy winter quarters.

We chat about life
until it's time for my bus.
I give her another hug as I leave
"The thing I like about you" she says,
"Is you don't make me feel invisible."

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 14, 2017, 08:35:32 PM
NaPo 15

Chasing Shadows

She came to me for a lesson,
some quick and dirty self-defence.
Said she'd had a near miss,
wanted to know how 'for the next time.'

Shadows in her eyes told me different,
so I pinned her down,
felt her panic under my weight
then relax knowing I was safe.

I showed her what to do,
taught her how to cripple a man,
saw a feral glow in her dark eyes
and a willingness to hurt.

I knew my guess was right,
but she didn't trust the training..
"But you're letting me win.
This wouldn't work with a real rapist."

"Do you trust me?"  I asked.
"Yes."  Passive beneath me,
a border-line warrior woman
unable to unleash her primal rage.

I shut off her windpipe, and both arteries.
A second later she exploded into action,
all whipcord and power, like an angry cat,
our positions reversed in a single surge.

I barely stopped her smashing my throat,
her hard-knuckled fist dead on target.
"Now you know it works, Maid.
Don't ever play at it."

We drank coffee as she calmed down
and I looked into her eyes.
The shadows were still there,
but the light was back too.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 15, 2017, 02:14:01 AM
#14

Mountains of dust lay in blackness.
There is a hole under it all,
always hungry:mouth of the earth
swallowing bones and drinking blood.

And I will fly into the silver moon
like a vivid meteor
or a golden metaphor.

And I will sit on the verge of the void
sharp as a diamond shard
and dry as an apple core.

And I will watch the ripples
and I will feel the wind
to the end.

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 15, 2017, 11:50:25 AM
Three hundred posts, 2,600 views!!

Who says poetry is dead. ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 15, 2017, 11:55:04 AM

Catherine - its fun to write in such bold strokes of the brush sometimes, no?  #14 --this has such a feeling of oracle to it.  :)

Gyppo - you teach by example how to set a story to poem.  Love reading your stuff. :)

Mark - what an remarkable uncensored screed you lay on us unprepared readers!  Love the lead-in too. :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 15, 2017, 11:57:08 AM
At the halfway point, here's my list in progress of titles:

1    You Then Me
2    Flubable
3    Shadows ~ silence ~ snow
4    Post Modern Canute at the Long Branch
5    Incipience
6    Ontology is Easy
7    The Wood Duck Rant
8    Ring o Ring a Rosies
9    Driving to Town for Groceries
10  If You See Lightning
11  Accidental Earth
12  bad metaphor and disposable diapers
13  What Wind Means to Burr Oak
14  Hervies Creek
15  Seven Sisters Hill Road

note:  poems are crap but I'm improving with titles ;D


Here's today's mulling:



Seven Sisters Hill Road

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Sarahduncan on April 15, 2017, 12:18:26 PM
gonna give this a try...
Still have goose bumps and tachycardia from reading Gyppos #15...

*Explicit language*

The Affair

You never met the emergency doctor,
the mother,
the ex-wife,
the best friend,
the good neighbor,
the concerned citizen,
the volunteer,
the “pay it forward coffee buyer”
the girlfriend

You only knew
the lover,
the MILF,
the immolator,
the sex-crazed college girl you unwrapped from inside of me who would fuck you for hours on sildenefil, tequila and weed,
blow you in the shower with music blaring in the bathroom
and then talk until 3am eating boxed chocolates
the woman a who fell so hard she drove to Chicago three times in a month just for another taste.

How you unwrapped her, dug her out, almost all the roots intact, I’ll never know.
I hardly knew she was still growing down there in the dark,
years of sediment, stratae covering her leaves, somehow chloraphyl still moving through those wilted leafy veins.

You’ll never know
the writer,
the marathoner,
the dancer,
the knitter,
the painter,
the teacher,
the advocate,
the cook,
the wife.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 15, 2017, 01:14:24 PM

I haven't checked but i think I've coughed something up each day thus far. What a stalwart sheaf of poems has been revealed by the likes of Tom, drab, Gyppo and Shortcross - particularly enjoying Dave's run and Catherine is also going from strength to strength. Some gems from everyone, well done all.

Been glancing at the RMP board from time to time - a whole clutch of newbies has appeared, it's quite cute, like little un's taking over the deserted playground, how they are posting and engaging with each other, and flourishing in the absence of crits and comments from us old hands. Interesting. I say we should leave them alone completely and see what happens.     
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 15, 2017, 01:27:49 PM
Thank you for the encouragement Mark. I must admit I feel like a shameless fool sharing this thread with you talented guys. I am no poet though I love words, and I master none of the technical crafts -not even in french, and even less in english, what a struggle  ;D
But...but but I love to be part of this Napo thing. Had a lot of fun last year, find it harder this year, but it's such a delight to read your daily works/words. And Shortcross (Daniel?) stop pretending you're not a poet! You do amazingly well.


My # 15

Doors

Some doors sound sad, the knob turns to an empty noise
like some glass exploding softly, like an absent child's voice.
They have window panes, frames slightly white, can't see through
they're so dirty. Strings of silence spreads from the threshold
like pearls singing sweet tunes in the ears of ghostly ladies.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 15, 2017, 02:09:39 PM

I like the ethereal and lyrical way you write, Catherine, quite lovely to read.



   
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 15, 2017, 02:12:06 PM


My year of gratitude

I used to be a tough guy
but these days I hold hands
with her across the dinner table
and we speak daily of all the things
for which we are grateful.

It was all my idea, I do confess
I saw the photos of Masaru Emoto
and thought well, we are mostly water
and energized with lifeforce, and all is one,
allegedly, so let’s do this now.

I’m grateful for the problems too
they add perspective and strength
I’m grateful for love in all its formats
to give and receive from the universe
I’m grateful for my health and fulfilment,
for wisdom and empathy and compassion
and common sense, and many other things.
And now, as usual, my dinner’s getting cold. 
 
 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 15, 2017, 02:27:42 PM
I like the ethereal and lyrical way you write, Catherine, quite lovely to read.

It is because I am an ethereal person  :D :D :D :D :D
Thank you so much for your words.
Cheers

   
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 15, 2017, 03:06:28 PM
Mark - unless you don't post much of what you write, I think you are expanding as a writer.  My year of gratitude is such a gentle piece of nuance which can't help but float the reader along to warm smile.  And a reinforced resolution to feel more gratitude about my own life.  Wonderful touch, light touch.  I don't think you used to be able to do that.  Maybe you just didn't want to. :)

T  
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 15, 2017, 03:09:27 PM

saraduncan - nice post, and welcome to the party.  :)    drab will take your coat, Catherine will show you to the punch bowl. :)

 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 15, 2017, 03:12:37 PM
Served with ice. Say when  ;)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 15, 2017, 03:48:38 PM
Powerful stuff, Sara Duncan.  There's a boldness to your writing.

Catherine, there's a quality of weaving about your work.  Thin threads of imagery intertwined to make a whole yet shimmering fabric.

Tom, you have a talent for conveying a sense of place, transporting a reader to a setting they've never seen, but somehow feels familiar.  I really liked your piece about the short-lived yet perennial creek.

Gyppo 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 15, 2017, 04:36:50 PM
Thanks Gyp - those kind words are not going to apply to my Easter offering, now in the offing.  ::)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 15, 2017, 06:30:22 PM
#16
Seven Siblesofts Hill Here-there
                                 
A trolluck mogues amble
as if to say
the gloabat changels
mot mo may.

Underung the riddyke             
tooplu murderows tend a bamborpse.
Tis after manderoon, flatchfree.                             

The radiopulent decants through fluffoloes                                     
like marshmelody                                               
or the glidey hanglit of a clawfeather                                       
towards another pregloomen at the fallover                                                     
of the flatfeel.

Anyone remember the Poetry Challenge to write a gibberish/nonsense poem? The Jabberwocky is a great example.
This is my version of Tom's 'Seven Sisters Hill Road'.
Hope you're not upset Tom  ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 15, 2017, 07:45:22 PM
#16
Seven Siblesofts Hill Here-there
                                  
 . . . .

Anyone remember the Poetry Challenge to write a gibberish/nonsense poem? The Jabberwocky is a great example.
This is my version of Tom's 'Seven Sisters Hill Road'.
Hope you're not upset Tom  ;D


  Thanks for the explanation, Rev.  I'd have otherwise thought it was just your Dublin accent. ;D   ::) ::)

Interesting write - there does seem to be some linguistic something to it.  And eminently readable as well.  Who'd a thunk?
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 15, 2017, 08:34:49 PM
 Thanks for the explanation, Rev.  I'd have otherwise thought it was just your Dublin accent. ;D   ::) ::)
Interesting write - there does seem to be some linguistic something to it.  And eminently readable as well.  Who'd a thunk?

 :) I wouldn't mind, but it took longer to write than a 'normal' poem.

Been glancing at the RMP board from time to time - a whole clutch of newbies has appeared, it's quite cute, like little un's taking over the deserted playground, how they are posting and engaging with each other, and flourishing in the absence of crits and comments from us old hands. Interesting. I say we should leave them alone completely and see what happens.     

Totally agree Mark ;D
It's a bit like having April off work, spending pretty much all the time writing instead of critiquing. More so for a few of you serious critters who must spend hours on some poems!
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 15, 2017, 08:41:18 PM
Three hundred posts, 2,600 views!!
Who says poetry is dead. ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D

I do! Well, most of my poems are about death   ;D

It's a credit to you Tom for pushing us to get involved...thank you.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Sarahduncan on April 15, 2017, 09:40:47 PM
Thanks for the warm welcome and compliment Tom; Too warm here in TN for a coat today! Thanks gyppo, really means a lot after reading quite a few of your poems the past couple days.  I am a fan of your work <3

I'm literally in awe of some of this writing. Feels so good to be into this again after such a long hiatus. So many ideas flowing!

Mark T wow, just wow; your poem is beautiful and for someone like me in the throws of a divorce almost unsettling too. I know that's not at all what you were going for because it pretty much emanates comfort.  (TMI sorry but that's just me)

Catherine, I cant wait to read what you write next :)

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 15, 2017, 09:42:18 PM
#17

Do we pay nurses enough?

Six beds in her ward,
old people coming down the finishing straight
most silent, reflecting maybe on past glories,
or regret, heaped on sadness, heaped on grief
heaped on rejection, heaped on the pain
that whispered in their 60's, but
now roars in their 80's, 90's.

For most, time has told them to shush
be quiet now,
just endure, and be satisfied with one more dawn.
Whinge a bit if you like,
but don't expect too much attention,
your lion's roar will piss them off
like your bed piss does.

But some don't shush,
they don't go gentle.

He asked the nurse to put cream on his sore penis,
she (reluctantly I assume) obliged.
After the application, Walter continued the process

91 years old...and still gets it up.

As cerebral as we'd like to believe we are
primal needs, are, primal after all.

And nurses will never ever be paid enough
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 15, 2017, 10:24:06 PM
#18

I have a sly one
stashed,
a bird in the hand, if you will.
OK, I have many,
I'll never run out
cos
I stood naked and hungry
too many times.
I bury fresh kills
for leaner times,
but often wonder
if this one should be consumed
now!
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 16, 2017, 04:28:08 AM
 Thanks for the explanation, Rev.  I'd have otherwise thought it was just your Dublin accent. ;D   ::) ::)

Interesting write - there does seem to be some linguistic something to it.  And eminently readable as well.  Who'd a thunk?

Yah, I liked it too but I thought i was deciphering some kind of Gaelic slang, confound you Moriarty-drab.  ;D

Thanks for kind words, Tom and SD, on Gratitude -was just a counterbalance to the previous grim one.

SD, you write with verve and flair, and there's nothing like emotional disturbance to rouse the fires - hope you stick around and let it roar - you're in the company of poets here.

   
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 16, 2017, 06:01:55 AM


Time is a river

When you were finished
swallowing a thousand meals
of truth and speaking in placebo lies
from behind the opaque mirrors
of standardized eyes –
then every pore slammed shut
on the betrayal of love so artfully spread
and revealed on velvet valleys and peaks.
  Amidst your chattels and crumbs
measured in tired numbers
and stale dreams,
toxic lumps of blunt-razor hurt
mock from borrowed corners
in your twilight of shrouds.


Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 16, 2017, 08:19:09 AM
#16 (we're more than halfway through already!)

Easter cleaning

As I went through my mailbox contact list
Looking for a long forgotten friend I missed,
I stumbled across the dearest name of Alison
My friend my sweet old Alison.

Thirty five years
I've known her.
In one night
She passed.

She was buried last year
I could only shed a tear
For Long Island's not near.

Her name
Like a wave through my tears
Like a whirr in my ears.

I sunk into my seat,
My heart like a drumbeat.
My finger pressed: delete.

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 16, 2017, 08:43:33 AM
      Notes from Dafidalia

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Shortcross on April 16, 2017, 09:50:30 AM
Stone

The days and nights pass by so quickly
There isn’t even a flicker.
Just eternal dusk,
an ever-lasting half-light
against shifting constellations.

Glaciers torrent down the mountainsides
in white-foamed rapids,
while rivers coruscate like branched lightning
across gently billowing plains,
burning everything they touch.

Old folk, basking in the interglacial,
(lichen scintillating on their hides)
remember the big freeze:
ice on the equator.
Snowball Earth.
Now, that was a proper winter.

And what of you, who measure time in picosecond days?
A flash of ghost—
A momentary thickening in the air.
A molecular cloud that briefly coalesces
and disperses in an instant, pointlessly.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 16, 2017, 10:07:51 AM
Stone - I am mightily impressed, Shortcross.  This appears to me as a polished work of an experienced poet.  Beautiful and succinct.

Catherine - you have me thinking of my old friends, I need to look them up, have a sit-down. Thank you.  :)  

Mark - I love how you return to the big themes -- truth, betrayal, dreams, love, hurt, twilight. Always hard subjects, but worthy or attack from one direction or another. :)

draaaab - you dog. :)   For all of the things you likely have stashed, I wonder to what exactly your most recent poem refers.  It could be you are writing an extra poem or two a day and having one or more stashed -  ::)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: kateD on April 16, 2017, 10:09:39 AM
Double U

I'm enamored with that letter
that sounds so wonderful
in a word, waxing wind
through lips, moving air away
from face. Wishing only
that twenty-third letter itself
were named so eloquently.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Shortcross on April 16, 2017, 10:12:00 AM
Thanks Tom! :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 16, 2017, 01:11:37 PM
Double U

I'm enamored with that letter
that sounds so wonderful
in a word, waxing wind
through lips, moving air away
from face. Wishing only
that twenty-third letter itself
were named so eloquently.

Kate, I've wondered why it's not called double vee...if you get my drift, Volkswagen > VW. Whatever you call it, it's going to need one of these in front - W - whoh?

Tom, that's a mighty discombobulatingly conflabulation. Pineapple Jesus?

drab - yes, one ahead of the curve I thought too, solidly planted writing there buddy.

Shortcross - developing so rapidly we may have to issue you with an official poetry handicap

Catherine - a nice sketch of technology being no barrier to poignancy.

duck - ... wait, where's Dave? Hmm...

 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 16, 2017, 01:37:39 PM
What a harvest today again! Kate I'm so happy to read you; Drab, your #16 Seven Siblesofts Hill Here-there was an unrealistic read for me: I wondered if it was dialect or made up language. This is when I resent being french  :D I had the clue later in the thread...
Shortcross and Sarah wow! I'm so impressed...
And of course Tom, Mark, Drab, Gyppo, you are the Masters of this game. If you'd ran for the french elections I'd vote for yous  :) (as it is I'm still unsure of where my voice will go  ??? Only sure of where it won't go  >:( )
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Vienna on April 16, 2017, 02:15:55 PM

List

together for
more than 70 years
and most of these
were spent listening to you

reciting a list
of what you had done
all day
the cleaning, washing, hoovering
empty and fill the dishwasher
cleaned the windows oh and yes
been to work too

and this just because
I mentioned I'd mown the lawn
let's divorce honey, or at least
a trial separation?
No my dear what about the children?

Well dahling I filed for divorce today
after all the children are dead now

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 16, 2017, 05:41:39 PM


Too funny, V.  Yes, the children ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 16, 2017, 09:18:22 PM
#19
Starting afresh

Tarmac, velvet under his wheels,
crumbles to an end where progress and nature hold border.                           
Warm rubber protests,
flicks small stones against metal
as a reminder.

He's heading for the river.

Boulders, adrift and orphaned 
slow the water's race,
whitened angry by the interruption.

Glacial blue where depth calms the surface,
but clouded by mountain memory.

Hypnotic
   
he must dive into that blue
knows its freezing current
can also hold him

suspended.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 16, 2017, 09:35:57 PM
Time is a river

Very strongly worded poem.
Lots to love here, 'speaking in placebo lies' stands out  :)
Love the raw anger, great to read, but I'd love to hear the author read it!
Excellent poem.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 16, 2017, 09:54:51 PM

       Notes from Dafidalia
- like shooting pineapples
in the bathtub, with a machine gun.

OK, where do you start with this messed up piece?
The above I suppose. What sick mind would come up with, and even consider slaughtering fruit in a bathtub?
I get the feeling you had a lot of fun writing this, probably not as much as I had reading it  ;D
Loved it!
It is quite incredible how much improvement (with every poet) I've witnessed here by simply accepting the NaPo challenge!
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 17, 2017, 03:09:40 AM

#19
Starting afresh

A lot of precision in this more serious piece. The first S made me think, irreverently, of Jeremy Clarkson... but glacial blue really resonated - this is so true! K's just come back from Antarctica with amazing photos of this coloration in the ice.       
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: DonaldScranton on April 17, 2017, 03:31:04 AM
Dance little, brittle leaf
Your end is far from near
The air is cold, and crisp, and clean
Enjoy your graceful fall from tree

The fall is short, the ground is near
Below the soil, crystal clear
It's you, your brethren, from the tree
To which you will return to feed
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: DonaldScranton on April 17, 2017, 03:33:57 AM
Oh wow, rereading this, it's horrible. Let me try again...

Dance little, brittle leaf
Your end is far from near
The air is cold, and crisp, and clean
Enjoy your graceful fall from tree

Drifted years, now ground is near
Below the soil, crystal clear
It's you, your brethren, from the tree
To which you will return to feed
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: DonaldScranton on April 17, 2017, 03:47:12 AM
How much for the carcass, sir, the one on which you feast?
I'm hungry and my pocket's fat, please help me feed the beast

I care not if the flesh has maggots, care not if it's old
I only cares that it's been paid for, for then your soul's been sold

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: DonaldScranton on April 17, 2017, 03:56:11 AM
Slick, black, slime on a smog pipe
Choke, black, smoke sputters, spat
Rumble deisle, carrying your log type
Clear the jungle, fill the suited cat
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Vienna on April 17, 2017, 05:17:32 AM
Slick, black, slime on a smog pipe
Choke, black, smoke sputters, spat
Rumble deisle, carrying your log type
Clear the jungle, fill the suited cat


Deisle??
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: DonaldScranton on April 17, 2017, 05:20:06 AM
Diesel
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 17, 2017, 08:22:42 AM
drab - great closing tempo to  Starting Fresh, love the lrony.  And yes, Dafidalia was fun to write.

Donald - welcome!  and nice posts.   :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 17, 2017, 09:16:00 AM
#17

What the Guitar Said /
Like Dancing With the Stars


Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: DonaldScranton on April 17, 2017, 11:06:09 AM
Barrel chested beasts of saturn
Roar, like thunder rolls
Herds of saturn, saddle beasts
Flee like frightened foals

Flash of lightning, Flash of fang
Flash of stippled, bristled mane
Flash of flesh and slash to bone
Flash the seeds that nature's sown
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: DonaldScranton on April 17, 2017, 11:10:13 AM
Before the four leaf clover withered
Luck was on my side
I plucked the clover from the field
And so the clover died
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: DRP22 on April 17, 2017, 11:53:04 AM

Once, in the car
I deliberately totaled,
I sat staring in silence
at the dash.

I made up a story,
a time and a setting
and decided to survive
my own crash.

I'd never been hit,
and my record was perfect.
No laws broken,
good insurance, no fines.

So leaving the lot,
I pressed down on the gas
and put my Suburban
through a curb side pine.

Walking from the wreckage,
wiping blood from my chin,
I lit a cigarette
and relaxed on the grass

It was a cheerful blue day
when the sirens arrived
to find me, the victim,
covered in glass.

"I'm not sure. I must have blacked out."





Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: DonaldScranton on April 17, 2017, 11:59:05 AM
Haha, poetry/short story combined, nice.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 17, 2017, 12:02:20 PM
DRP --  ;D ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 17, 2017, 12:12:12 PM
#17

GOMS

I don't want your eyes on me no more.

I don't want your hands to move my air.

I don't want your feet to step on my shadow.

Go.

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: DonaldScranton on April 17, 2017, 12:15:47 PM
Ouch
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 17, 2017, 12:19:09 PM
QED (quod erat demonstrandum) ;)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 17, 2017, 12:21:25 PM


Get Off My Shadow!!   ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 17, 2017, 12:23:49 PM

Get Off My Shadow!!   ;D

A new word : GOMS  :D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 17, 2017, 12:29:39 PM
Combo synthesis of Mick Jagger and Clint Eastwood [get off of my cloud / get off my lawn

 :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 17, 2017, 01:08:26 PM
Combo synthesis of Mick Jagger and Clint Eastwood [get off of my cloud / get off my lawn

 :)

Exactly  :D :D :D :D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 17, 2017, 01:10:12 PM
And I'm going to use my right to modify in order to change the title...
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 17, 2017, 01:10:48 PM
drab -- Yes!  I found it!
Your stash - your extra poem for when needed.
Clever stuff, drab, hiding it in  plain sight.
You have numbered your poems as posted, and you have two poems of #6 - that's where you've stashed the extra.
Hah. :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 17, 2017, 01:18:55 PM
Sorry for keeping you waiting Mark. Running 3 days late.

15          Girl

who could not love her smile,
forceful as a punch?
cigarette pinched to an angle
on her lower lip, weighted
just so. rebel with a cause.

factory walls in this town stretch back
to the other side of a blackened stream,
so many putrifed carcases of ancient myths
her parents hold so dear.

she stands in a festival breeze
hands on hips, eye on the lies
beneath the blueness of the sky

her sheer blouse softens angles
even as her face challenges
allcomers to resist. a girl
of the age all herself and
no one at all.

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 17, 2017, 03:35:56 PM
drab -- Yes!  I found it!
Your stash - your extra poem for when needed.
Clever stuff, drab, hiding it in  plain sight.
You have numbered your poems as posted, and you have two poems of #6 - that's where you've stashed the extra.
Hah. :)


 ;D
What did the guitar say?
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 17, 2017, 03:41:28 PM
;D
What did the guitar say?

Easy -- He is brown. . . she is spotted. . . .
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 17, 2017, 04:43:56 PM
16


detroit stands on a shore like a sore
forever shrinking in all but reputation
with the cold precision of TV CIS units
we forage in the blasted veins and open
wounds to find the causes, assure ourselves
the guilty can be found. meanwhile murder
swells into just another hobby for the bored.
death becomes its own curator, collecting
whiteboard houses, devoid of paint,
mansions on hills, their cheeks as rotted
as any heroin addict, red brick odes to hybris.



Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [occasional adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 17, 2017, 04:44:23 PM
17


its a downtown coffee shop world now
global spread shrinks reality into the same
concentric spoon fed circles of naval gaze
the names on your street are the same
as the names on mine and we share
photos like we share breath and disease
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 17, 2017, 05:36:03 PM
More good writing, Dave!

I feel honored - you're rollling out the good stuff ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 17, 2017, 05:39:20 PM

For those who missed the earlier posting - the current Poetry Challenge on the Writing Games and Challenges Board is for NaPo poems - any poem written during April - National Poetry Month - and posted on this thread is eligible for the competition.  No limit on the number of poems, either.

There are five submitted so far - would like to see a ton of them - the best work from everyone.  

Start flipping yours to me via PM if you please. :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 17, 2017, 06:18:10 PM

A splendid trio, dave, worth the wait  :D

There's something to be said for this Napo 'speed poetry' - the commonality seems to be more readable, more vital poems, somehow. And the time/process also plays a role. Speaking of which, just gone midnight... and i have nothing. Stand by...

Not the reader

I don’t care anymore
don’t know if I did again
what’s the point of it all
when what matters is gone

A tattered digital poem or two
some over-engineered structures
and a thinly sprinkled name revived
once or twice over the midnight ashes
 
So fuck that and fuck this and fuck you too.


 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 17, 2017, 07:07:30 PM
Mark - a despair poem, the N sounds tired, worn down.  The reader feels the air coming out of the balloon.  I trust its not too autobiographical.  don't answer, just my hope. :)

Speed poetry?  The legendary 510bahn once wrote 17 triolets in less than an hour, two villanelles in 45 minutes, and completed the 30 poems in 30 minutes challenge while making supper for six.  But then, we is not she.  ;D ;D

For me, the time constraints with NaPo mean that I have to turn off my 'internal censor' - that voice which whispers "this is crap, this isn't even poetry - no one wants to read this shit".  The voice, which if heeded, would keep me from getting anything on paper (screen - but you know what I mean).  I think it stands in the way of good poetry, NaPo or not.  This gives us practice in writing and seeing where it leads.  I am impressed but not surprised by the wonderful things being written this month - great lines, great phrases, marvelous concepts for poems.  May will be a good month for editing and polishing - I expect RMP to blossom again.  just my thoughts. :)

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 17, 2017, 08:32:41 PM
More good writing, Dave!
I feel honored - you're rollling out the good stuff ;D

Totally agree.
Of the last three I prefer #15, in its entirety...but the last S is superb.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 17, 2017, 08:52:13 PM
I've slipped off the pace a bit.  But here's my version of an Easter poem.  A storyteller's take on an ancent tale ;-)

=====

NaPo 16

An old, old story.

"Gentle Jesus, meek and mild,
look upon this little child..."


Half-remembered words from my childhood.

As an adult I play for a different team,
but I still like the rolling majesty of some hymns,
and the lyrical wonder of others.
I still relish some Latin chants,
surging phrases and piping trebles,
easily learned for the choir.

Youth's undiscriminating appetite,
recording and retrieving,
all too easily.

It makes me wonder if my true religion,
the one I will take to the grave,
unrepentant and unashamed,
is the simple love of words.

And action.  Let's not forget action.

The 'Son of God' label has never convinced me,
likewise the virgin birth.
Modern Christians have done him no favours.
Made him implausibly docile.
Emasculating the poor chap who was,
quite probably, a rather groovy guy
with some sensible things to say.
Regardless of his parentage.

The image which endures is not the gentle Shepherd,
but rather the young rebel,
scourge in hand, eyes flashing,
muscles merciless with righteous anger,
driving the Moneylenders from the Temple.

That's The Nazarene, a Stroppy Northerner.
A story two thousand years in the telling,.

And that part still resonates.

Gyppo

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 17, 2017, 09:16:20 PM
#20
A nest of Protestants.

It's funny sometimes, being married to a Protestant
being obliged to enter their hive, twice a year.
They seem to sense my Catholic blood, and recoil...slightly
of course I disguise myself, dress like them,
they're confused, I've covered my scent, allowed my children
to be indoctrinated into their conservative cult,
but sometimes wonder if they carry stakes...just in case.
If they ever use them I'll be slaughtered with consideration, modesty and manners,
they won't scream 'die you fucking bastard mother fucking fucker' or suchlike.
I'll be offered a drink before being dispatched...tea probably.
My Protestant mother-in-law never protests, nothing phases her
she sounds lovely...and she is, but
if told by the Reverend she has to sink the first stake into my heart she'd oblige,
'One doesn't make a fuss, does one?' Then lovingly plunge it in.
My wife has become accustomed to my Papal ways, she even visited Rome!
Loves the new Pope, she sounds lovely...and she is, but....
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 17, 2017, 09:29:12 PM
I've slipped off the pace a bit.  But here's my version of an Easter poem.  A storyteller's take on an ancent tale ;-)

Nice one G.
We were obviously writing in tandem. Mine began with, and was originally called, 'A conversation after Easter Sunday Service', but it morphed  ;D
About an after dinner conversation with my Protestant wife, children & mother-in-law, and the way we openly discuss religion now.
I always appreciate, and am interested in, other people's considered thoughts on it.
Needless to say I enjoyed your poem.
Regards
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 17, 2017, 09:32:52 PM
#20
A nest of Protestants.

'One doesn't make a fuss, does one?' Then lovingly plunge it in.

My Wesleyan Great Aunt was cut from the same cloth ;-)

I also liked the line about entering their hive.  I could imagine the muted buzz passing around the pews "Don't stare, but it's The Catholic."  Italics implied but never voiced.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 17, 2017, 09:47:37 PM
My Wesleyan Great Aunt was cut from the same cloth ;-)
I also liked the line about entering their hive.  I could imagine the muted buzz passing around the pews "Don't stare, but it's The Catholic."  Italics implied but never voiced.

 ;D ;D ;D
I joke about it, with my Proddy family as well. But I'm as welcome there as I am anywhere...maybe even more so! Religions aren't bad...people are. 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 17, 2017, 10:29:19 PM
NaPo 17

Continuity

At my daughter's wedding reception,
several days after the wedding,
a quiet event at Gretna Green,
with just Bride, Groom, Minister,
and two total strangers as witnesses,
I sit outside the Catholic church hall.

I sit with the smokers even though I don't,
because the noise inside gets to me.
Like the jumbled sounds in a swimming pool.

Mixed voices, a struggling sound system,
and the echoing roar of the compressor,
breathing life into the bouncy castle.

Given a choice between passive smoking
and going deaf, I choose the former.
Plus the smokers are Rogues, and Hippies,
and we have more in common.
And it's a beautiful day to be oudoors.

Fifty-two years since I've been near that church,
when we buried a favourite Aunt.
Rita, a transplanted New Zealander
who never lost her accent.
Bouncy, cheerful, and opinionated.
Cut down early and fast with cancer.

Today the Rogues and Hippies sat on a railing,
putting the world to rights.
The accumulated wisdom and fancies
of around one hundred and forty years.

We watch two Catholic priests,
subdued in their vestments,
unloading bibles and other accoutrements
from an eminently practical van.

The youngest is overly serious,
as if fearful of making a mistake,
as if a smile is a sign of weakness..
The eldest seems more relaxed,
grown easy in his role through the years.
Wearing his religion comfortably,
just like his shop-worn cassock.

Later still we see the older man again,
taking measured strides to the tree,
then standing there with his lips moving.

He collects bunches of May Blossom,
pristine white, and walks back inside,
moving with slow ceremony.

I wonder if he was talking to the tree spirit,
asking her permission to take the blossoms,
following even older rites.

There is something of the Shaman about him
and I wonder if the younger priest sees it.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Sarahduncan on April 17, 2017, 11:08:27 PM
Because I can't catch a break this weak with illness of my kids, my former dog, my cat with cancer and now me... I'm reposting this that I had posted in the other board bc wth not... and one other that is pretty terrible, but I'm determined to do this even though I found it late. 

I am in love with every poem I read from today. Gyppo seriously your writing is inspiring and I got goose bumps reading even with a fever tonight. "something of the shaman"...



Poem for Summer

I wanted to know you in the summer;
feel our sticky fingers interlaced against the slick silk
sheets bought for this kind of night.

wanted you to meet me, know me in my summer, open-
legged, cheeks and lips burning with sun,
wild dandelion hair clinging to winter white breasts;
to see our loves play in the sprinkler, lick shaved ice,
gallop through the grass, wonder at birds and fireflies,
and cuddle in the night when the thunder rolls;
to drink cold beer until dark in splintered Adirondack chairs;
staying up until the night becomes silent, and dew wets our toes.
we would smoke
and talk
and laugh
(always laughing)
and feel so warm in that cool
night.

wanted you to kiss me with salted lips, poikilothermic serpent tongue
leaving its trail down my thigh;
our summer scent so raw, but so familiar.
Inhale the last hint of the fire pit;
hear the cicadas incendiary hum
over a car alarm's muffled cries;
over the ceiling fan's rhythmic chugging as it cuts the humid air, unable to keep pace;
over your hot breath on my neck and my gasps, as you know me, completely;

I could never get warm in your winter.
But now the daffodils are headless;
the purple princess trees nearly green again,
and you are
not
here.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Sarahduncan on April 17, 2017, 11:11:02 PM
ADHD

constantly misplacing minutiae, until they go missing
completely.
Can't keep it down,
Cool her jets, Stop selling the sizzle
Speak in turn, or just shut the fuck up.

Searching for connections,
Meanings, double numbers on license plates,
Two-year-old tormented by a stranger needing birthday cake,
powerful stuff.

Oh to dull the noise.
Only the extremes real;
the new, the fresh, the young, 'the chase'
gets the ticker ticking and the sheets sweaty - if only the other pillow case wasn't missing.

'adrenaline junky', 'variety-a-holic'
'Multitasker extraordinare' 'connesuese of catastrophe' or as most kindly call it 'drama queen'.

Daily reaping what's been sown, repairing the damages of control lost,
there has to be a better name for this.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 18, 2017, 06:37:52 AM
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Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 18, 2017, 07:42:03 AM
This is showing all the signs of becoming a vintage year for NaPo.  The good stuff is coming in thick and fast.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DRP22 on April 18, 2017, 10:28:08 AM
Pleasantries make me ill.
It's that brief, surface-level bond
where two people pretend
to honestly enjoy the other's company
--just enough to remind me
how little impact I actually make.

We're all raised to believe in
that snow-flake mentality.
How each of us are, in ourselves,
the sweet center of nearly everything.
Like the light in my fridge
only exists if I'm there to witness.
And that crashing tree shrieks
only if I'm there to listen.

Maturity comes with understanding,
but understanding feels overrated.
I'd give up wisdom for a chance to
let the planet revolve around me again,

but it's too late.

I haven't played the starring role
in this drama for many years.
Losing my self in fiction
keeps at bay the existential panic.
Like if I'm given enough distraction,
I can Houdini my way to freedom,
fracturing away from truth
long enough to focus on something else.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DonaldScranton on April 18, 2017, 10:33:13 AM
Damn. Now that's some good shit. Heartfelt. Real. I like it.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Sarahduncan on April 18, 2017, 11:22:49 AM
duck - absolutely beautiful; esp :"his absoulute sorrow is the list he memorizes" cant seem to get that line out of my head now.

DRP22 - the 3rd stanze blew me away.

one day i hope to have a fraction of y'all's talent and language. love this.

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DonaldScranton on April 18, 2017, 11:25:43 AM
The Fat King, Bilbo.

A plump, but humble man,

Forbade the dark mark magic, he said, “plagues my people’s land!”

“They cause the nightmare murders.” he said, “Warlock sleight of hand!”

“They dance and dive in Otherelm, but fear not here’s my plan…”

“We ban the reckless practice, here say, penalty? is death!”

And with that sentence, warlocks did, as warlocks do, “The Rest”.

“But what’s ‘The Rest’?” I hear you wonder, “Whatever could it mean?”

“The Rest” is when the warlock sleeps, to swim amongst the dreams...
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 18, 2017, 12:17:12 PM
#18

A fit of laziness (DIY)

Past : noun
Door : noun
Shut : verb
Me : pronoun
I : id.
Myself : id.
The : article
To : preposition
On : id.


Build a sentence using any of these words.
Any order will do.




Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 18, 2017, 12:29:40 PM
Catherine!  Dada/Fluxus -- readymades!

   Open, free, accessible non-commodified.

       Poetry is easy- - - - - - Marcel would be so proud!! ;D ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 18, 2017, 12:34:21 PM
French roots are hard to pull out  ;D ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 18, 2017, 12:40:43 PM
Ceci n'est pas une poem.   ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 18, 2017, 12:44:19 PM

Walking the  Tracks

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DonaldScranton on April 18, 2017, 12:46:17 PM
I like that. A vibe I can appreciate. A place I'd long to be. I felt strangely at peace reading this. 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 18, 2017, 12:59:02 PM
Duck just love your #17
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: kateD on April 18, 2017, 04:14:09 PM
Evasive

Slick black skull
in his crosshairs
barrel follows
its steady glide
hammer cocks
he inhales
holds

It's over

Rodent submerges
leaving an arrow
ripple across
the pond
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DonaldScranton on April 18, 2017, 04:15:18 PM
Nice flow, Kate
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: kateD on April 18, 2017, 05:00:42 PM
Thanks Donald.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 18, 2017, 05:12:34 PM
& nice drama -  :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 18, 2017, 05:54:19 PM

Weaponized

I kicked down for Cape Town this morning,
dropped the hammer hard on the highway
in something German and quick enough
to burn gaggles of straggling traffic
in single gulps of slick adrenaline.

A crumbling car-park in genteel Constantia
floated on drifted leaves guarded by trees.
I look around, hear the city's eternal hum,
the surging mountain dramatic as always.
 - moving now, ready for confrontation.


Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DonaldScranton on April 18, 2017, 05:56:02 PM
I like that. Strong. Good sound.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 18, 2017, 06:10:19 PM
Wow Mark - I think its the great sounds of these lines which weaponize.. Nice piece! :)

Dave - Your Waiting for a Second Coming is thing to behold - so well constructed and presented. Masterful use of Both Gibran and Harper. Who'd a thought to bring these together, but you have done so in a compelling way.  Bravo! :)   My favorite passage:  Evenings here drift in from the land / and wash out to sea, topple over / the horizon into space.

Saraduncan - Poem for Summer - sensuous in places, passionate, riveting, I love the conclusion.

Gyppo - Continuity - reading this triggered seeds for about 3 poems [if I can get them done].  Good observations, about the people, the circumstances, and about life.

Donald - you keep nailing it!

Cheers everyone. ;D

 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 18, 2017, 08:10:53 PM
Evasive

Nice one Kate.
Always like a happy ending  :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 18, 2017, 08:16:46 PM
Weaponized
- moving now, ready for confrontation.

Hope this bad ass poem is one in a series?
Who the f are you anyway...a hired killer?
Enjoyed the (first part of the) trip  ;D Where to next?
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 18, 2017, 08:21:43 PM
18 Waiting for a second coming

Dave, I'm really starting to dislike you!
This is just too bloody good.
Interesting, clever, entertaining and the clarity is impressive.
This is a real gem.
Thank you for sharing this with us.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 18, 2017, 08:34:57 PM
Walking the  Tracks

Love this Tom.
You do like your birds  :)
We're brought in nicely in the first half, but the 2nd half holds the meat of the piece, and it is written so lightly/beautifully.
Well done you.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 18, 2017, 08:43:52 PM
Love this Tom.
You do like your birds  :)
We're brought in nicely in the first half, but the 2nd half holds the meat of the piece, and it is written so lightly/beautifully.
Well done you.

Birds? yes.  Maybe tomorrow we do recipes. ::) ::)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 18, 2017, 08:49:38 PM
Birds? yes.  Maybe tomorrow we do recipes. ::) ::)

There's a poem there.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 18, 2017, 09:21:55 PM
#20
Be afraid Tom 10 (Mr. NaPo), be very afraid!

She's convinced she'll die in her sleep,
that terrifies her.
She asked him
'How would I know that I'm really dead?'
A clue, he said, might be
the furnace you'll be cremated in!
She wants to be buried, not burned,
but we don't always get what we want
in this world
or the next.

He's convinced she's losing interest in bed,
that terrifies him.
He asks her
'Will our passion ever die?'
She replied that it's nearly there!
And would like to cremate Tom 10.
If she doesn't get him in this world
she'll be waiting,
in the next one.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 18, 2017, 09:53:11 PM
#21
Ticket to ride.

Time smacks greedy hands,
it's the bus tour guide you keep the right side of.
You know the one
mouthy, arrogant, needs frequent ego massages, oh
and he's always funny,
laugh
for fuck sake laugh, or else
you're fucked, well actually you are anyway.

He takes us to wonderful places, at least
he says they are...but it's up to us to appreciate them.
His bus struggles sometimes, limps up hills,
his microphone is a bit hit and miss
and don't talk to me about the toilet.

He yaps constantly, but I rarely listened when I was young,
couldn't really hear him from the back of the bus.

Closer to the exit door now
his words are crystal clear.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Welcome!
Post by: REW on April 18, 2017, 11:50:57 PM
the sun ran around again

 

I managed to miss this...I like the image, all that throwing up pretty for a Monday.
Title: Re: National Poetry Writing Month - Write On!
Post by: REW on April 18, 2017, 11:56:50 PM
Let it go

Sometimes, on a quiet day, you very often find
ideas start to churn around and bubble in your mind,




I am not normally too keen on rhyming, but THIS is so adorably right I have to approve.  Nice one.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 19, 2017, 12:00:34 AM
Wow I see such emerging poetic activity.  It really must be spring.  I will catch up more on what I have missed tomorrow and on.  How will I ever catch-up?  A barrage of terribly done or feeble Haiku? 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 19, 2017, 04:48:29 AM

Birds? yes.  Maybe tomorrow we do recipes. ::) ::)

Duck and turtle pie.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 19, 2017, 10:21:36 AM
drab - still flying high, I see.  :) :)  As for the veiled threat to my safety, I fear nothing - after all, I'm just a fictitious screen name with an internet connection.  ;D

REW - no need to fixate on poem counts - just to enjoy the month writing as you can is the ticket.  :)

I have a few duck recipes, but I usually balk at turtle.  Folks say fixed right, turtle tastes like chicken.  If I wanted that, why wouldn't I just eat chicken?  I understand the snappers are better than the western or mud turtles.  My neighbor claims there are seven different types of meat in  turtle. He gets pissed when I ask if they all taste like chicken.  Okay, duck & turtle pie - I'm all ears. 8)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 19, 2017, 10:29:33 AM
Hey Tom, The great observations keep coming - love the ducks and admire the knowledge behind the poem.
Very creative Catherine - impressed by the daring.
Kate I really like that last poem of yours.
Gyppo there continues to be no one like you.
Drab, thanks, but your poems are flowing along very nicely if I may say so - original observations, seriousness, mixed with fun, the poems have everything and
Mark still ploughing your own inimitable furrow.
Plus a host of new and strong voices that I hope stay ie Donald and Sarah. Keep up the good work.
Dave
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 19, 2017, 10:46:25 AM
Fourteen Poems in Fifteen Minutes

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 19, 2017, 11:10:10 AM
Hey Tom, . . . love the ducks . . . . .

Dave


Imagine that ;D ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Sarahduncan on April 19, 2017, 03:00:41 PM
So excited to read the new additions... wrote this on my phone in between cases today... oh well it's the effort that counts right?


Chemistry, physics, anatomy

As x approaches infinity in the rear view of
my non tapetal fundus
Will that be enough time?
When your space is just that of molecules in my forebrain,
or maybe slightly more cerebral, 
Then will it be okay to let our universes again collide?
In some
Other space, time and relativity,
relative ions riding osmotic waves against ethereal tides
Slapping into cosmic jetties
grinding celestial shells into fine sand
Two souls tumbling, bouancy and gravity calculated and all accounted for,
Will we meet again,
become covalent?
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 19, 2017, 04:22:38 PM
NaPo 18

Birdshit's Skiff

Birdshit's Skiff still floats,
but barely.
In a sand-barred salt water inlet
on the south coast.
Brackish water dusted with pollen
from the surrounding trees.

Sometimes a breeze disturbs the surface,
but the water moves slowly,
more like ripples in a blanket
than tiny dancing waves.

No longer fit for purpose,
blocked from the open waters
for twenty years or more.
The sand and gravel barrier
bears a lumpy hedge of gorse and grass.

The canvas cover,
initially bowed with the weight of rain,
has faded, rotted, and torn through
and the water inside is thwart deep.

One oar drifted free several years ago
and now lies broken,
where the local kids balanced it on a fence
and made a see-saw.

The other still floats inside the skiff,
varnish long gone,
wood swollen with the weight of water.
It wouldn't fit the rowlocks now.

There's still a few traces of paint
but it's mostly bare wood,
grey with weather and age,
sporting a green beard of algae.

Still anchored to an underwater mooring,
a concrete slab or old engine block
which holds it near the middle,
so shore-rat kids can't reach it.

The owner threw a weighted rope
to bring it to him.
A stolen clothesline and a length of log
was never quite enough to capture it.

The kids never got to play with it
despite their best efforts.
But Mister Birchitt's name was in reach
and didn't escape unscathed.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 19, 2017, 05:50:48 PM

WIP

It’s Easter weekend
and I’m doing carpentry,
without an echo of irony.
My neighbour, the opera singer,
wants a workbench for his wife
to do her stained-glass hobby on.
No problem, I said. But I forgot
I’m surrounded by guesthouses
stuffed with lolling urbanites.
I like to keep busy with stuff
so I decide to go old-school,
no shrieking power tools. Shit.
I do like to collect old hand tools,
with tarnished brass and wood
oiled with the sweat of yeomen
but more for show, you know?

To be continued…



Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 19, 2017, 06:16:02 PM

Sara- You are the real romantic, no? -- Come, lets be covalent.   ;D ;D

Gyp - Nice story, and nice 's' sounds, especially in the first two stanzas.  :)  Easy reading.

Mark - I have a small collection of old tools [old-school tools] too.   I know what you mean when you want to get something done as opposed to just the doing. . .  8)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: kateD on April 19, 2017, 06:23:33 PM
Blindness

"I will live for you
or die with you --
I will not leave you
alone in the dark,"
wet cheek
to wet nostril
I make promises
I'm not sure of.

And what of this
sadness?

Another rivulet
in drought
on a mosaic
of cracked mud.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 19, 2017, 06:35:35 PM
# 6
Super Big

even adults sometimes
take a fall
and there is someone
to make them feel small

just a rolled up ball
to kick around

it is hard to remember
that all things pause
rolling and rolling
long enough to grow again
feel tall
and strong with both
feet on the ground

but nobody forgets once up
to face the sun
to turn away from the crumbs
being carried away by ants
and to brush and brush the rest off

the biggest people don't stomp
and stomp or kick up dust

they walk
walk on
leave traces of
the nothingness behind
to blend on the bottom


Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DRP22 on April 19, 2017, 06:37:39 PM
Timebomb?


Depends.

I mean, sure, he's the mellow sort.
More likely to be caught reading
than raiding the neighbor's pillow fort.

Still.

Given direct heat and equal pressure,
watch him breathe out murderous
purpose with great pleasure.

Hm.

Maybe it's that fight or flight nature.
Or maybe latent sadism
surfacing in low danger.

Conundrum.

None of these kids smell of roses,
antagonistically thirsty for
tears and bloody noses.

Yikes.

Youth is a dangerous game.
Maladjusted teenyboppers
bringing buckets of pain.

Like,

"Dude.
 Woah.
 Did that guy get hit?
 By that gawky debate teamer?
 Did you just see that shit?"

Too late.

This won't be handled with grace.
Shaky arm stretched straight,
wiping snot from his face.

Looking down the sight,
savoring, he's baring his fangs.

This time, he'll show 'em.

Squeezes the index on his right, and

Bang.






Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 19, 2017, 06:51:33 PM
#7

Awwwwwww

I can see sadness
in the coughing sky
an empty wet
white billowing

the manmade stream
is angry but resigned to fate

it's only revenge to flood the field
where humans walk
litter and leave their dogs to shit
leaving additional trash soggy
after being burped up
by gagging currents

the world is sick and there isn't
a doctor big enough
to check off all the tasks
on the to-do list dated April 22nd
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 19, 2017, 07:05:31 PM
DRP22,

Yeah.

Once the rage is off the leash no sane bookie would give odds on it ever being captured again.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DRP22 on April 19, 2017, 07:26:01 PM
DRP22,

Yeah.

Once the rage is off the leash no sane bookie would give odds on it ever being captured again.

Yeah, it's pretty serious here in the U.S.

Every time a kid pulls a gun on his classmates or himself, there's a flurry of pointed fingers and questions:

Where are the parents?
Where are the anti-bullying campaigns?
Where's gun control?

And somewhere in the back of my mind, I'm asking, "Why are these kids not learning to cope with their antagonists? Life is hard ang gets harder. Why are we not equipping our youth to survive it?"
But it's not as simple as that, is it? Rage is such a primal thing, and expecting everyone to take a mature position in the face of adversity is unrealistic. In writing this poem, I couldn't help but latch onto the idea that even the most passive people can find some morbid euphoria in returning pain.

Anyway, sorry for the hijack!
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 19, 2017, 07:35:03 PM
Not really a hijack ;-)  Just 'matters arising'.

=====

It's time I wrote something shorter.

=====

NaPo 19

A difference of approach

The way to a man's heart,
according to female tradition,
is through his stomach.

Yet despite enjoying a good meal,
and pleasant female company,
most knife-fighters would disagree.

But when well-fed we won't argue.
We won't talk about optimum angles
or spoil your appetite with bloody details.

We're too well mannered to press the point.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 19, 2017, 09:16:59 PM
# 6
Super Big

even adults sometimes
take a fall
and there is someone
to make them feel small

just a rolled up ball
to kick around

it is hard to remember
that all things pause
rolling and rolling
long enough to grow again
feel tall
and strong with both
feet on the ground

but nobody forgets once up
to face the sun
to turn away from the crumbs
being carried away by ants
and to brush and brush the rest off

the biggest people don't stomp
and stomp or kick up dust

they walk
walk on
leave traces of
the nothingness behind
to blend on the bottom

Looks like the Muse has returned  ;)
This is rather nice, written with a light touch, and the last S finishes it perfectly.
Really enjoyed the read.
Regards
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 19, 2017, 09:54:20 PM
#21
What have they ever done for me?

Old people are stupid,
they repeat
or stay silent,
grupmy
and cry too quickly
WTF.
Can't grasp smart phones,
physically or mentally.
Some of them smell like piss.
They're sad really,
on the way out.
I was told they was wise,
don't never see that in them.
They talk about God
and their dead cats
and how
life was better in the olden days.
Kill me before i get stupid like them
i mean
what have they ever done for me?
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 20, 2017, 01:11:03 AM

Timebomb?


Now this is a hijack.

• Eric Harris age 17 (first on Zoloft then Luvox) and Dylan Klebold aged 18 (Columbine school shooting in Littleton, Colorado), killed 12 students and 1 teacher, and wounded 23 others, before killing themselves. Klebold's medical records have never been made available to the public.

• Jeff Weise, age 16, had been prescribed 60 mg/day of Prozac (three times the average starting dose for adults!) when he shot his grandfather, his grandfather's girlfriend and many fellow students at Red Lake, Minnesota. He then shot himself. 10 dead, 12 wounded.

• Cory Baadsgaard, age 16, Wahluke (Washington state) High School, was on Paxil (which caused him to have hallucinations) when he took a rifle to his high school and held 23 classmates hostage. He has no memory of the event.

• Chris Fetters, age 13, killed his favorite aunt while taking Prozac.

• Christopher Pittman, age 12, murdered both his grandparents while taking Zoloft.

• Mathew Miller, age 13, hung himself in his bedroom closet after taking Zoloft for 6 days.

• Kip Kinkel, age 15, (on Prozac and Ritalin) shot his parents while they slept then went to school and opened fire killing 2 classmates and injuring 22 shortly after beginning Prozac treatment.

• Luke Woodham, age 16 (Prozac) killed his mother and then killed two students, wounding six others.

• A boy in Pocatello, ID (Zoloft) in 1998 had a Zoloft-induced seizure that caused an armed stand off at his school.

• Michael Carneal (Ritalin), age 14, opened fire on students at a high school prayer meeting in West Paducah, Kentucky. Three teenagers were killed, five others were wounded..

• A young man in Huntsville, Alabama (Ritalin) went psychotic chopping up his parents with an ax and also killing one sibling and almost murdering another.

• Andrew Golden, age 11, (Ritalin) and Mitchell Johnson, aged 14, (Ritalin) shot 15 people, killing four students, one teacher, and wounding 10 others.

• TJ Solomon, age 15, (Ritalin) high school student in Conyers, Georgia opened fire on and wounded six of his class mates.

• Rod Mathews, age 14, (Ritalin) beat a classmate to death with a bat.

• James Wilson, age 19, (various psychiatric drugs) from Breenwood, South Carolina, took a .22 caliber revolver into an elementary school killing two young girls, and wounding seven other children and two teachers.

• Elizabeth Bush, age 13, (Paxil) was responsible for a school shooting in Pennsylvania

• Jason Hoffman (Effexor and Celexa) – school shooting in El Cajon, California

• Jarred Viktor, age 15, (Paxil), after five days on Paxil he stabbed his grandmother 61 times.

• Chris Shanahan, age 15 (Paxil) in Rigby, ID who out of the blue killed a woman.

• Jeff Franklin (Prozac and Ritalin), Huntsville, AL, killed his parents as they came home from work using a sledge hammer, hatchet, butcher knife and mechanic's file, then attacked his younger brothers and sister.

• Neal Furrow (Prozac) in LA Jewish school shooting reported to have been court-ordered to be on Prozac along with several other medications.

• Kevin Rider, age 14, was withdrawing from Prozac when he died from a gunshot wound to his head. Initially it was ruled a suicide, but two years later, the investigation into his death was opened as a possible homicide. The prime suspect, also age 14, had been taking Zoloft and other SSRI antidepressants.

• Alex Kim, age 13, hung himself shortly after his Lexapro prescription had been doubled.

• Diane Routhier was prescribed Welbutrin for gallstone problems. Six days later, after suffering many adverse effects of the drug, she shot herself.

• Billy Willkomm, an accomplished wrestler and a University of Florida student, was prescribed Prozac at the age of 17. His family found him dead of suicide – hanging from a tall ladder at the family's Gulf Shore Boulevard home in July 2002.

• Kara Jaye Anne Fuller-Otter, age 12, was on Paxil when she hung herself from a hook in her closet. Kara's parents said ".... the damn doctor wouldn't take her off it and I asked him to when we went in on the second visit. I told him I thought she was having some sort of reaction to Paxil...")

• Gareth Christian, Vancouver, age 18, was on Paxil when he committed suicide in 2002, (Gareth's father could not accept his son's death and killed himself.)

• Julie Woodward, age 17, was on Zoloft when she hung herself in her family's detached garage.

• Matthew Miller was 13 when he saw a psychiatrist because he was having difficulty at school. The psychiatrist gave him samples of Zoloft. Seven days later his mother found him dead, hanging by a belt from a laundry hook in his closet.

• Kurt Danysh, age 18, and on Prozac, killed his father with a shotgun. He is now behind prison bars, and writes letters, trying to warn the world that SSRI drugs can kill.

• Woody __, age 37, committed suicide while in his 5th week of taking Zoloft. Shortly before his death his physician suggested doubling the dose of the drug. He had seen his physician only for insomnia. He had never been depressed, nor did he have any history of any mental illness symptoms.

• A boy from Houston, age 10, shot and killed his father after his Prozac dosage was increased.

• Hammad Memon, age 15, shot and killed a fellow middle school student. He had been diagnosed with ADHD and depression and was taking Zoloft and "other drugs for the conditions."

• Matti Saari, a 22-year-old culinary student, shot and killed 9 students and a teacher, and wounded another student, before killing himself. Saari was taking an SSRI and a benzodiazapine.

• Steven Kazmierczak, age 27, shot and killed five people and wounded 21 others before killing himself in a Northern Illinois University auditorium. According to his girlfriend, he had recently been taking Prozac, Xanax and Ambien. Toxicology results showed that he still had trace amounts of Xanax in his system.

• Finnish gunman Pekka-Eric Auvinen, age 18, had been taking antidepressants before he killed eight people and wounded a dozen more at Jokela High School – then he committed suicide.

• Asa Coon from Cleveland, age 14, shot and wounded four before taking his own life. Court records show Coon was on Trazodone.

• Jon Romano, age 16, on medication for depression, fired a shotgun at a teacher in his New York high school.

Missing from list... 3 of 4 known to have taken these same meds....

• What drugs was Jared Lee Loughner on, age 21...... killed 6 people and injuring 14 others in Tuscon, Az?

• What drugs was James Eagan Holmes on, age 24..... killed 12 people and injuring 59 others in Aurora Colorado?

• What drugs was Jacob Tyler Roberts on, age 22, killed 2 injured 1, Clackamas Or?

• What drugs was Adam Peter Lanza on, age 20, Killed 26 and wounded 2 in Newtown Ct?


https://www.corbettreport.com/medicated-to-death-ssris-and-mass-killings/


 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 20, 2017, 04:58:42 AM
I hope this is setting us up for a killer ;D poem?
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Shortcross on April 20, 2017, 05:17:08 AM
It's hard wired into us to look for connections. We're cursed with brains that constantly try to make sense of a world that's often beyond our understanding. Something must be making these people kill others and themselves (we tell ourselves), there must be a common denominator that I can understand. Whereas the truth is probably beyond our understanding - a random mix of genetics, upbringing, social influences and chance (and possibly medication).

All the list tells me is that killers are highly likely to be the sort of people that had need of antidepressants (no surprises there). If you're looking for a drug that is indisputably linked to violence and killing, look no further than alcohol.

Anyway, as Drab says - back to the poetry! :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 20, 2017, 08:31:38 AM
Sometimes list poems are hard to get just right.  That is a valiant (and vast) attempt, Mark   Don't call it a hijack.  Your post does what poems are suppose to do.  :)

BTW - on this thread there is no such thing as a hijack - everything is fair game.
And no matter how far the discussion/posting may go, someone will show up and post a poem again. ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 20, 2017, 08:45:00 AM
Kenneth Patchen Comes to Lunch

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 20, 2017, 09:15:24 AM
19 Haikus

A tree has no need
to stand on ceremony,
time waits for no man

The sea lisps sea salt,
whispers sea tales along sand
I lose my foot print

Out of winter’s fist
spring rises perpendicular
new born days grow wings

I shot a man dead.
The trees whisper above us.
No deed goes unnoticed.


Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 20, 2017, 09:22:28 AM
20

The bulk of thoughts settle like dust.

Heavy vehicles thunder along the road,
render imagination redundant.

They carry. I sit unmoved.

Coffee left too long grows cold
and
with it, desire.

Thus, she writhes naked on the rug
for nothing

but the pleasure
of animal fur on skin.

I close
my eyes, observe darkness
swirl in neverending shades
of itself.

Like the taste of blood from my lip.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 20, 2017, 09:25:46 AM
Mark Thank you. This is such an important thing to say in this day and age.
Dave
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 20, 2017, 09:41:44 AM
Looks like the Muse has returned  ;)
This is rather nice, written with a light touch, and the last S finishes it perfectly.
Really enjoyed the read.
Regards

Hahah thanks for the gentle nudge.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 20, 2017, 09:47:55 AM
NAPO #8 Haiku

Winter cold ocean sighs
warm raindrops awaken sand
hot feet arrive bared
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 20, 2017, 09:58:48 AM
Dave - Love the images in #20 - strong visual images carry this.  8)

The Haiku --  now I know from whence come the April showers: 'Out of winter’s fist / spring rises perpendicular'  ::)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 20, 2017, 10:03:34 AM
drab - humorous screed against old people - as if we need that. :)

REV - nice to see your talents again on display here.  You have a unique voice and POV which I love to read. :)

Gyppo - knife-fighter?  Me thinks there is an autobiographical thread in that poem.  Except of course for the good manners part ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 20, 2017, 01:06:13 PM

Excellent sheaf of poems, a daily bounty of great reads. Tom, you're doing a great job of herding cats, I mean, steering the Napo ship.

Going away this weekend, so will have to make up the missing days somewhere.

Shortcross, yes, not all killers take SSRIs and not all SSRI takers are killers - just as well, as one in six Americans are on some kind of anti-psychotic medication, according to a mainstream study. Thought I'd mention this common factor as Daniel's fine poem didn't

drab, thanks for the encouragement and no, I'm not a hitman  8) 

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 20, 2017, 01:48:45 PM
Gyppo - knife-fighter?  Me thinks there is an autobiographical thread in that poem.  Except of course for the good manners part ;D

Cheeky Bugger ;-)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DRP22 on April 20, 2017, 02:39:03 PM

drab, thanks for the encouragement and no, I'm not a hitman  8) 


That's exactly what a hitman would say.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 20, 2017, 02:48:57 PM
That's exactly what a hitman would say.

No Kidding. And now leaving for the weekend to an undisclosed destination for an undisclosed purpose?  Shady as hell, I think.  But I'm not saying anything. I'm not going to piss off a hitman. Not that I am calling him one, mind you.  :o :o
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 20, 2017, 02:51:48 PM
No Kidding. And now leaving for the weekend to an undisclosed destination for an undisclosed purpose?  Shady as hell, I think.  But I'm not saying anything. I'm not going to piss off a hitman. Not that I am calling him one, mind you.  :o :o

You know what they tell writers and poets?  Don't give up the day job ;-).
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 20, 2017, 02:55:47 PM
 :) :)

. . . if you can get out, do it.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 20, 2017, 03:04:05 PM
NAPO # 9

Gold Man

I thought he was a statue
petite and so completely still.

When I peered into his little face
he busted into robot moves.
He was in fact very real.

He put on a show for our boy.
Dad only had a twenty.
Gold Man allowed him to rifle through
the dry ocean of ones to make change
until nervous enough to step down
from his pedestal, a metallic
gold painted milk crate
to protect his assets
in a pilfered mail carrier’s box,
also gold.

later we ran into him inside McDonald's.
Gold Man worked a long day,
the golden arch sign blazed all lit up.

McDonald's is a fancy joint.
No wonder the legend is our American Streets
are paved in gold.

I bet Gold Man is poor though
too tired to wash-up
with no access to a shower
and that he slept still dressed
in gold.

He gave us a New York experience
though, with his gold.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: heidi52 on April 20, 2017, 04:08:51 PM
Haiku for the Extortionist

five syllables here

add some to make it seven

are you happy now?
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 20, 2017, 04:18:26 PM

Superlative, Heidi  ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 20, 2017, 04:20:17 PM
Fourteen


4


5





This can't be?  14 Poems in 15 minutes?  I really like some of the interplay here, such as the straw and reincarnantion.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 20, 2017, 04:29:01 PM

WIP

It’s Easter weekend
and I’m doing carpentry
without an echo of irony.
My neighbour, the opera singer,
wants a workbench for his wife
to do her stained-glass hobby on.
No problem, I said. But I forgot
I’m surrounded by guesthouses
stuffed with lolling urbanites.
So I decide to go old-school,
no shrieking power tools. Shit.
I do like to collect old hand tools,
with tarnished brass and wood
oiled with the sweat of grandpas
but more for show, you know?

To be continued…

While I work I think about Jesus,
poor bastard, has a name ever
been so thoroughly used to meaninglessness –
Jesus this blasphemy Jesus that oath
Jesus that spit bubble on the lips of
shiny hypocrites, Je-sus Chriist… son of God indeed.
I think Joshua’s a much better name,
more user friendly, like one of the guys.
Josh, have a beer. Pass the blunt, Joshua.
Hey, been getting much action lately, buddy?
How are things back in Nazareth?
That Pilate’s a fucking riot, right?  

Now if Josh was a carpenter,
death by getting nailed to wood
has a certain symmetry to it, I guess…
but my point is, I wonder what happened
to his hand tools. Who inherited, huh?
Must have been quite-a-coll-lect-tion …
but nothing’s ever mentioned about what happened
to Joshua’s carpentry tools, is there? Must be worth a shitload by now.
... Imagine having Joshua’s levitating tools to use on woodwork projects,
like this one of mine over Easter. And then making a silly mistake,
like I’ve just done with this 45’ on this quadrant. Fuck.                      


To be continued
    
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 20, 2017, 04:29:45 PM
#21
What have they ever done for me?

Old people are stupid,
they repeat
or stay silent,
grupmy
and cry too quickly
WTF.
Can't grasp smart phones,
physically or mentally.
Some of them smell like piss.
They're sad really,
on the way out.
I was told they was wise,
don't never see that in them.
They talk about God
and their dead cats
and how
life was better in the olden days.
Kill me before i get stupid like them
i mean
what have they ever done for me?

Oh dear...I did pass an old/an elderly man in the grocery store.  He stunk of piss and I think the poor thing knew it.  So much death and decay drab.  I hope I am not stinky when really old.  I might already be stinky though.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 20, 2017, 04:47:25 PM
Haiku for the Extortionist

five syllables here

add some to make it seven

are you happy now?

Delightful poeming.   I love the smell of coerced haiku in the afternoon.  8) 

The Flash Fiction entries were tremendous.  Great reading.  Especially the one for which I voted.

Thank you, H, for getting me over there.  I encourage everyone to go read the Flash Fiction entries and vote.   :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 20, 2017, 04:51:44 PM
This can't be?  14 Poems in 15 minutes?  I really like some of the interplay here, such as the straw and reincarnantion.

The first, rushed draft actually was 15 snippets in 15 minutes.  The editing took quite a while longer, and one was totally unsalvageable - thus the 14.  Its not a bad exercise to blow the carbon out.   8)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 20, 2017, 05:23:21 PM
The first, rushed draft actually was 15 snippets in 15 minutes.  The editing took quite a while longer, and one was totally unsalvageable - thus the 14.  Its not a bad exercise to blow the carbon out.   8)

Hmmm...I might try it.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 20, 2017, 05:31:06 PM
Hmmm...I might try it.
  Just start typing and don't think about it.  Shift gears, shift topics, just keep typing.  Don't judge any thought, just get it down and move on.  Sometimes it results in something.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 20, 2017, 05:31:58 PM



  Flood Water Rising
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 20, 2017, 07:24:28 PM
Kenneth Patchen Comes to Lunch

This is such an appealing scene Tom, love the lingering leisurely feel of it.
Nice job.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 20, 2017, 07:32:45 PM
Thanks, Reverend. :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 20, 2017, 07:48:16 PM

   Flood Water Rising

Water turned black and toxic
took everything in its path.

----

The call to evacuate came four days
before the crest, but Lenny wasn’t going.
They went building to building but
didn’t find him until later.

The whine of boat motors down Front Street
echoed hard between empty buildings.
Lenny heard the sound of swamp boats coming.

I really like this one.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 20, 2017, 08:59:33 PM
NaPo 20

It was a phrase Dad used,
and it made a kind of sense
but carried no emotional weight.

Then I met her on a course.
A pretty lass with a pleasing shape,
a bubbly personality,
a bouncy breath of fresh air
in a stuffy rule-bound office.

With the ugliest eyes I've ever seen.
Flat grey circles, no sparkle,
no life, no warmth,
no hint of her personality,
warm, cheerful, and cuddly..

Two shocking voids.

'Machine Gunner's Eyes.'
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 20, 2017, 09:28:10 PM
#22
His joints are shot
50 years working stone will do that.
Health & Safety says 50 lb is too much,
he used to move 1,000
before cranes and forklifts.
 
Spent eight hour days, bent over
engraving inscriptions, dust flying
from a 2lb hammer you couldn't focus on
at five taps a second.

He couldn't wear gloves in winter
precision requires control,
bone frozen
but he'd only finish when it was.
There were many days when his only thoughts
were a hot shower and bed,
food and sex didn't register.

Decades of 80 hour weeks
made a daughter of his wife.

He can't sit comfortable
just when he should,
earned, but now denied
his body is shot.

His children, well educated
will never have to endure what he did,
that doesn't dull the pain

it makes it worthwhile.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 20, 2017, 11:07:58 PM
I really like this one.

Gyppo

I like it too  :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 20, 2017, 11:10:24 PM
#22
His joints are shot
50 years working stone will do that.
Health & Safety says 50 lb is too much,
he used to move 1,000
before cranes and forklifts.
 
Spend eight hour days, bent over
engraving inscriptions, dust flying
from a 2lb hammer you couldn't focus
at five taps a second.

He couldn't wear gloves in winter
precision requires control,
bone frozen
but he'd only finish when it was.
There were many days when his only thoughts
were a hot shower and bed,
food and sex didn't register.

Decades of 80 hour weeks
made a daughter of his wife.

He can't sit comfortable
just when he should,
earned, but now denied
his body is shot.

His children, well educated
will never have to endure what he did,
that doesn't dull the pain

it makes it worthwhile.

I like this one very much; it drew me in and I really like the reality at the end.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 20, 2017, 11:11:55 PM
Haiku for the Extortionist

five syllables here

add some to make it seven

are you happy now?

Very cute idea here
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 21, 2017, 04:34:35 AM
Hey
Another great page full of goodies:
Great fun Mark
tremendous writing Drab and great finish:
His children, well educated
will never have to endure what he did,
that doesn't dull the pain

it makes it worthwhile.

Compelling narrative Tom in Flood water rising
and Gyppo it's like having a whole history of people and things reading your poems.
Dave
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 21, 2017, 05:53:30 AM
Gyppo it's like having a whole history of people and things reading your poems.
Dave

I work with what I've got and what I see around me ;-)  People have always fascinated me, despite the fact that I am also - allegedly - one of them.  Empathy helps with the links, but it can be a bugger at times.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 21, 2017, 06:52:44 AM
NaPo 21

A Cool Lady

We collected a new freezer today
secondhand, new to us.
From one of those infill developments,
with smaller houses shoe-horned
between the earlier buildings.

The house numbers are all jumbled.
A postal nightmare.
Some are consecutive,
like numbers in a small close.
Others followed the traditional pattern
of odds on one side, evens on the other.

The one we wanted was a stray,
un-sequential and illogical.

I phoned and the seller popped out,
not far away, waving over her gate
before vanishing again.

We drove closer, parked up,
and she reappeared.
Almost jogging down her path,
carrying the freezer with casual strength.

Putting aside macho stereotypes
I just opened the boot for her.
Once the goods were inside
she invited me to check it was okay.

I opened the door and it smelt fresh in there.
I peeled notes from a modest roll
and invited her to check my count.
A few more words and we were done.

As we drove away my daughter smiled.
"She looks like a lady rugby player.
Not massive, but a bugger to knock aside."
A wholesome wench, like some farm girls.

We've found out since she's a martial artist,
who would indeed be 'a bugger to knock aside'.
A Cool Lady.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 21, 2017, 08:16:34 AM
  Birch Trees

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 21, 2017, 06:47:20 PM

   Maybe a Dog

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 21, 2017, 07:04:37 PM


  Hemp, Haiku & Social Lies

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 21, 2017, 08:15:53 PM
Be warned, it's a long one.  Like the subject matter 'it just growed'.

NaPo 22

Tom says

Tom says I'd like birch trees,
and he's right.
Both his poem and the real trees.

Once we had three in the front garden
racing skywards in competition,
growing too fast.
Outstripping their resources,
even on this 'Greenfield Estate'
carved from woodland and meadows.

In the sixties the Council imposed their will,
leaving Nature to forage in the cracks
between tarmac, concrete foundations,
and miles of pipe and wires.

Sometimes a sewer pipe cracks,
or a water pipe leaks imperceptibly.
Accidentally performing a good deed,
underground and unseen,
for the original citizens.

But back to the birches.
A neighbour 'tapped' one of our trees,
drawing some of the sap to make 'birch wine'
It seemed a harmless idea,
just one measly gallon from all that life force,
all that hydraulic energy surging through the wood.

And although he plugged the hole neatly afterwards
the tree died within two years.
Which was when we discovered a secret.

One of our three trees was two trunks,
growing from the same root.
Chance dictated it was the doomed one.
Several years later the survivor succumbed,
but by then rowan and holly,
self-sown like all of my trees,
were staking their claim.

Our nature reserve was entirely natural
and we loved it that way.

In the back garden we had two birches,
one growing like a rocket,
with a sickly sister alongside,
always stunted, and twisted,
deprived of the nutrients
mercilessly guzzled by the taller one.
But with that mongrel toughness
often seen in the disadvantaged.

When we pruned the taller one it wept copiously,
dripping puddles of sticky sap
onto parked cars and uncovered heads.
It seemed it would never stop.,
and I felt like a murderer.
But next year it flourished again.

The sickly one grew leafless with time
and sounded wrong when I tapped it.
I cut a sample and it was dry throughout,
so I felled it.  Cautiously, in a narrow space,
guiding its descent with a taut rope.

Mum, in the absence of her timber horse,
Felix the massive Shire,
pulled the rope herself with a certain relish.
And stepped aside with a casual elan
as the rope went slack and it fell alongside
a sixty year old lady reliving her teens
in the Women's Timber Corp.

"During the war we would have felled it earlier,
to make birch ply for Mosquito bombers."

The dried logs made excellent firewood.

The sole survivor grew broad as well as tall.
It began to brush against Mum's window.
At seventy she revelled in the sound of nature,
coming to say hello,
and the birds perched on the twigs.

If it reached inside through the open window,
when the wind blew from the west,
she'd reach and touch it,
even say "Hello."

"I'm just shaking hands with the Tree Spirit."

At eighty it frightened her sometimes,
so I leaned out and trimmed it back.
At eighty five she grew fretful,
too much so, thinking it might break the glass.
I had the offending bough cut off.

It now has a tree preservation order,
ordered by an anonymous council pen-pusher.
But birches rarely last more than fifty years.
Seventy max for a healthy specimen.

It's nearly ten years into 'borrowed time',
and when I move I doubt if a written order
will keep it safe.

But until then we are joined in defiance.

Yes, I like birch trees.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 21, 2017, 08:24:09 PM
Tom,  Hemp, Haiku & Social Lies, a fine requiem.

And thanks for shaking the leaves of my own birch trees ;-)

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 21, 2017, 09:02:29 PM
Odyssey of the Birches!  Gooooooood story, Gyppo.  Self -seeding 8)  -- here we call them volunteers.  It is interesting how people attach to trees - in a parallel manner. 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 21, 2017, 09:21:04 PM
#23

It's a strange scene to come across,
a woman, obviously distressed
standing beside her car, in the middle of the road
holding a small girl by the ankles, shaking her,
like an actor trying to dislodge pocket coins.

From that point in time
the incident is remembered in slow motion, and
like a typical 8mm home movie or bad film editing
it stops/starts
segments are missing, but he remembers
stupidly leaving his car door open, a month's salary on the seat,
taking the girl from her mother like he knew what to do,
too small for Heimlich, blue and breathless
then face down on his knee.
A gathering crowd.
And pressure.

This stranger's life, draped like a pretty little rag-doll,
hung on him.
Her mother must have screamed constantly,
that sound is absent, or has been edited.
His recent training kicked in and produced a gobstopper.
Handing her back, he could hear the ambulance's siren,
then left.

No names were exchanged, a chance meeting,
just a stranger helping a stranger.
He was nearly home by the time he realised what he did

that was a big smile!
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 21, 2017, 09:46:29 PM

    Maybe a Dog

You're right T...it's the wulof, it's the wulof  ;D
Neat, funny and real.
Enjoyed the read  :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 21, 2017, 09:59:13 PM
NAPO # 9
Gold Man

Nice observations here, that's the way to do it. A snapshot/vignette can make a poem.
It doesn't have to be about the big themes like getting old and dying...although I DO like them   ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DGSquared on April 21, 2017, 11:17:24 PM
I'm thinking I should have posted before I read the entire thread because the intimidation - 'my poems aren't worthy' factor has kicked in tenfold.

 However, I made a promise to myself to learn and do something new before I Googled, "Types of poems," and was returned a list of 55.

I decided to try a cinquain (http://www.poemofquotes.com/articles/cinquainpoetry.php) for the first time ever and went with number two of the three (described in the blue link) only to discover I screwed up the second line throughout. I decided to head the advice of Tom and Gyppo to not fret and post the first draft. So, as elementary as this may seem to the poetry educated, I'll go out on a limb and share. Try not to roll your eyes too hard.

        Childhood
       Playful, curious  
  Laughing, loving, singing
       Try not to rush
            Youth

          Childhood
        Small hands
 Reaching, searching, feeling
   None will go unscathed
           Scarred

         Childhood
       Feet dangle
Running, jumping, skipping
   The joy of movement
       Unabashed

         Childhood
     Pages marked
Trying, failing, learning
Push to reach maturity
         Robbed


Deb G.    2017/04/21
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DGSquared on April 22, 2017, 05:12:04 AM
Painted Rocks

We walked down to the riverbed
Where tadpoles are mosquito fed
Tree roots clinging from the core
Clutching rocks along the shore
Conjures hope within my head

Amongst the beauty in this space
A boulder sat in mere disgrace
Marred by gangster symbols paint
Graffiti on its face

We came for peace but now instead
This lovely place will be misread
The once rich beauty somehow poor
It hurts my psyche, makes me sore
It’s wrong to wish those bastards dead

How was it that these punks were led
To make their mark down here instead
Of on their own confounded door?
They’ll come back here and paint some more
To overwrite what the other gang said
 
Beyond the croaking frogs embrace
Natural beauty here displaced
Marred by punk-assed gangsta’ paint
Graffiti has defaced

Deb G 2017/04/22
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 22, 2017, 02:31:11 PM
NaPo 22

"Bugger, I've done it again."

A neat rectangular paper package
sat innocently by my computer.
White paper, diagonal blue stripes,
still holding its shape
around the now sloppy contents.

Taken from the freezer in anticipation,
to round off dinner with something sweet.
Carried upstairs, carefully placed,
then forgotten when the muse struck.

I can blame swirling words,
or wandering thoughts
for leading me astray.
Or maybe I've started 'losing it',
like the times I find
a half finished drink
lurking in my microwave.

Either way my choc-ice is buggered
and, once again, the bin wins.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 22, 2017, 11:16:02 PM
#24
Ottoman Vipers

Armenia
genocide, but don't call it that
when holidaying in Turkey
chances are you'll be prosecuted
under Article 301
for 'insulting Turkishness'

Smyrna
brave sailors on 21 British, American, Italian and French
cruisers/destroyers
that lay at anchor, watched
awaiting orders.
Admirals watched too
awaiting orders,
and the world watches Syria
and the brave Kurds,
and my enemies' enemy
is still my friend...
no he is not!

America's stomach for troops on the ground
is history,
they don't police the world anymore.
MOABs, like Cambodia, don't work.

Caustic Saudi Arabia will soon return to sand
become impotent, as its black toxic blood
drips dry.

Russia is honing its IT skills
as China's docile dragon apparently sleeps.

Call it Chess or Monopoly
call it Genocide or just acts of war,
the game continues
politics isn't concerned about your daughter being raped
you don't concern them
as long as you remember them.
Pandora's box is too complicated
no one can open it now!

Find a small mountain
away from the poison
and prepare,
you can grow potatoes, kill, and eat them
millions of them,
make poitin and drink them
body and blood of Christ.
If that's too much like work try
a bag of Tayto crisps and a pint of Guinness.
Consuming all things Irish,
but not 'insulting Irishness'
then wait for the rapture...
or the world to ....

Ok, I had to do at least one 'rant' poem  ;D
Got a bit funny at the end...but Armenia and Smyrna were savagely serious events.



 

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 23, 2017, 08:07:25 AM
Mark, I forgot to comment on your Jesus & Joshua poem. It broaches something I've often wondered, would he have been such a success if he'd been called Michael  ;D
Anywho, a really entertaining poem, fun to read, and I can't wait to read the next installment.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 23, 2017, 10:48:07 AM
the fact is

the story says
the boy was born in a stable
the son of parents from out of town

people denied a room
found some small comfort
and gifts from kings, number unclear.

the fact is
millions believe this
and millions don't

belief does not make it true
belief makes it true that humans
believe facts and believe non-facts

wisdom is knowing the difference
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 23, 2017, 11:08:12 AM
21

child's shoe on a wall,
lost then found, left
to be refound. one child,
one foot with shoe, one
without.

a story as old as...

a walk along the canal
towpath to an empty
yard where you can still see
black veins of dirt between grass
and empty cans, a bottle, broken mirror

once home I set about cleaning my shoes,
brush soil and dirt from around the heel,
wipe the toes and the leather upper,
dry it all with a soft cloth, apply
polish and elbow grease with a brush.

I gather the dirt in a newspaper,
shades of headlines and human detrius
someone lost their memory, a crash,
two drunks fighing in a carpark
and a soldier's mother collecting
his corpse from the airport

once dinner is over, dishes scraped clean,
washed, rinsed returned to their places
I settle in my armchair, in my corner,
in my circle of light, with my face
to the window, to twilight, night,
to my thoughts, to a slowing down

to all things lost and all things refound
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 23, 2017, 12:10:19 PM
Tiny people

Tiny people die silently,
lonely,
at the end of long corridors,
quietly invisible,
no fret no fuss -
dry tears digging their way
along  narrow bones and deep  wrinkles
whitened by pain and fading memories,
their eyes closed tight in an attempt to retain
the slow ripples of departing life.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 23, 2017, 03:48:30 PM
To be continued…

While I work I think about Jesus,
 

To be continued

I look at my own tools
scattered across the shutterply board
I use as a mobile workbench on sites
with vice and all. Try-square, T- square,
speed square, folding square - it’s a lot
of squares, I know. Rip saw, tenon saw,
cross-cut saw, clamps and measuring tapes
and more besides. The timber I’m using
is battered construction plywood  and some recycled
pine from a dismantled picket fence.
It’s all as rough as a bear’s arse, and I’m wondering
about that hand-sanding block
but at least it’s not an actual bear’s arse
that I’m contemplating sandpapering, ha-ha.
All I’m bound to do is make some sort of a box on legs
to store stained glass inside. But it must be strong.

John the opera singer wanders across the driveway
and into my dusty garage. He looks at me tapping
out a half-lap joint with chisel and mallet, shakes his head;
you’re a dying breed, he says. I just laugh, diplomatically.
He laughs at what I’m wearing, an old butcher’s apron,
blue with vertical stripes and exuberantly daubed with paint and glue.
Lee wore it when it was new, years ago, when we had a rustic coffee shop
overlooking the Valley of a Thousand Hills back in KwaZulu. It’s another reminder
of our times together, a pang touching something she touched.

I remember being ten years old and starting woodwork classes and the horror of having to wear an apron.
 ‘Always cut on the wasteward side of the line,’ the woodwork master said over and over.
I still do, and wear the apron too - although I haven’t done much actual carpentry
prior to reinventing myself in this new place in 2015. I’m just winging it, really.

John leaves me to it. Soon, I hear dramatic bits of powerful Italian,
just snatches of big notes on the breeze. I like it – the quirkiness and musicality
of it appeals to the senses.  

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 23, 2017, 03:49:27 PM

Evolution

In the Neolithic age, villages were sited
for practicality, and not defence.
People were buried with tools,
not weapons. In that age,
the era of megalithic constructions,
communities lived in a state of nature
and spiritual knowledge and practice.
I think that’s how it was supposed to be,
without warhorses, spoked wheels
or things of bronze to plunder
the labour of others.   

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 23, 2017, 03:50:20 PM

Labyrinth

Towards sunset she leads me to a labyrinth
laid out on a ledge on an elevated hillside.
To the south, a rocky outcrop resembling
a baboon gazes impassively out to sea.
Wise men say that walking a labyrinth
is therapeutic. I find it soothing and solitary,
the path curves and bends back on itself
as I carry my intent and question with
me, as directed. I reach the centre
and sit on the little stone bench
stacked up there. I think quietly
for a few minutes, then dig out a
pebble from the container at my feet.
Like all the pebbles, it has a message
written on it. This one says simply:
Believe
In what, I wonder cynically. Myself?

But when I leave, I follow the path
outward around the stones. Stepping
straight over them wouldn’t be right.

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 23, 2017, 03:51:16 PM

Okay, so that was Friday, Saturday and Sunday, which i missed.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 23, 2017, 06:31:07 PM
NaPo 23

Altered Vision

I now having 'walking around' glasses,
rather stylish in a classic kind of way.
But I still feel a little self conscious.

Until now it was readers only,
and these could be avoided
when writing at the computer
by using a slightly bigger font
and well chosen colours.
Well, classic black on white,
or a light grey background.
Beats fancy colours any day.

Coloured text across pictures?
That pisses me off anyway.
I want magazines for my money,
not bloody comics.

I have the beginning of cataracts,
the old man's problem.
But they're not 'ripe' for surgery yet.

For this I'm grateful.
The thought of anyone,
no matter how skilled,
messing with my eyes
is downright scary.

But my walking around glasses
are showing me things I've missed.
Distant shop signs which were softly blurred
are now clear and stark.

Just as well I've not been riding,
blasting around on my motorbike.
This gradual loss of vision
could have become a very sudden
loss of life.  Mine or another's.

I remember taking Mum's bike away,
even though she said she could see.

However, I have to take them off,
or push them up,
to read restaurant menus.
If I look too close to my feet the pavement
rises up before me, like climbing a treadmill.
Cafe tables slope disconcertingly away
as I sit down.

There is a bonus though.
I can spot a nice pair of legs
or interesting eyes several yards earlier.
More time to enjoy the distraction.
So I can't complain there, can I?

I guess my brain has to learn,
to adjust to the new input.
Overall I'm impressed.

But I have to wonder...
What will they do to my knife-throwing?

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 23, 2017, 06:33:45 PM
Labyrinth

But when I leave, I follow the path
outward around the stones. Stepping
straight over them wouldn’t be right.

Cynicism has its uses, but not always a place ;-)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 23, 2017, 07:47:48 PM
NaPo 24

The Purple Frock

I was barely awake that evening,
ready to see my girls and my wife
for a while before my night shift.

Eve was sat in the living room,
bundled up in her coat
so I assumed she was feeling ill.
Certainly not her bouncy self.

"She needs your opinion on something,"
my wife said.  "She won't believe me.
But she'll trust your word."

"I bought a new frock."
It was almost a whisper.
Clearly a crisis of confidence.
"I love it, spent my packet on it,
but Gerry says it makes me look like a whore.
Says he won't take me to the party."

"Show me."

She slipped off her coat,
body slumped,
head hung low,
revealing her dress of shame.

My wife watched me like a hawk.

Deep purple, mid-thigh length,
thin spaghetti straps over bare shoulders,
following her contours without clinging.
Bold without being brash.
Perfect with her gypsy dark skin.

"Look at me."  Raising her reluctant chin
with a gentle finger.  
Feeling her resistance fade.
Her skin tone doesn't blush easily,
but there was a glow.

"Gerry," I said quietly,
entranced by her beauty,
"Is a boy.  A silly young boy...
It takes a man to appreciate what I'm seeing.
And a real woman to wear it."

She smiled, abandoned her stoop,
and my wife, stood behind her, frowned.

"If I wasn't a happily married man,
I'd gladly take you to the party."

"Really?"

I nodded.  "And don't tug at the hem
like a nervous little virgin.
Let's see some Gypsy confidence, Mi Rackli."

My wife frowned again at the Rom endearment,
but hustled us both into the kitchen
for a diplomatic cup of coffee.

When Eve left, carrying her coat,
I saw her secret little smile,
catching her reflection in the hall mirror.

"That was a kind thing you did, earlier,"
my wife's eyes were cautious
as she saw me off to work,
Eve's uncertainty transferred.
"It wasn't kindness, just truth."
Probably not the most prudent thing to say.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 23, 2017, 08:55:12 PM
#25
Roast Chicken & Stuffing.

He'd always eat his food in sequence,
peas, carrots, potatoes, roast chicken and stuffing
in that order, every time,
save the best for last.
If there's work to be done it's done first thing,
leisure comes after.

Started his pension payments early,
his family too,
had it all planned out.
Not like young people now, getting married later
having babies in their 40's.

Looked after his health, peas and carrots now
roast chicken and stuffing will come later,
a little place in Spain for his last few decades,
after he'd done his time.

A regular checkup signalled otherwise
roast chicken was definitely
off the menu.

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 23, 2017, 09:03:05 PM
Deftly handled, Drab.  With that sudden punch at the end.

As they say, the plans of mice and men gang oftly awry.

It took me a long time to even start trusting 'plans' after my son died unexpectedly.  Better to travel hopefully than to feel certain.

Gyppo

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 23, 2017, 09:30:50 PM
Deftly handled, Drab.  With that sudden punch at the end.
As they say, the plans of mice and men gang oftly awry.
It took me a long time to even start trusting 'plans' after my son died unexpectedly.  Better to travel hopefully than to feel certain.
Gyppo

Thanks G.
I didn't know about your son, it doesn't get much worse than that I'd imagine.
I've always been an optimistic pessimist, hope for the best but expect the worst.
They sell tickets now for concerts in 2018; I'm sure most people don't even think of the prospect of not being there to see it! They're probably right.
Anywho, at my age (56) I'm eating more stuffing than peas these days  ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 24, 2017, 03:06:47 AM
Cynicism has its uses, but not always a place ;-)

Agreed.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Simple Things on April 24, 2017, 08:12:57 AM
Just wanted to add that I have enjoyed reading all these free offerings.

Thank you for the poet posts :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 24, 2017, 09:23:45 AM
22               Elsewhere
I am not talking to her anymore. She failed
to answer for ten minutes or so on. That
strained time staring at the screen and

waiting

exhausted my patience.
It’s a funny business,          
silence.

Thick with premonition, assumption,
various mysteries and desires. We own
the emptiness as we own our thoughts.

I watch ‘John writing’ in the corner of the screen.
It blinks and blinks and blinks, but the message
never arrives. Gone elsewhere I presume.

Where’s elsewhere?
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 24, 2017, 09:36:31 AM
one droplet on wet stone
a second, noiseless, a third,
picks up the beat, several together
like clapping hands. The summer
now smells , the gathering percussion
release a fragrance all its own,
as if the day had baby skin;
there's an almighty woosh
and all is enveloped in rain,
sheets and rods of water
drumming and flattening
flowers and stones, the very
buildings hunch shoulders
against the assault.

As fast
as it came
it's gone

the concrete gleams
in headlights
and I breathe again
the city's collective breath


Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 24, 2017, 10:40:25 AM
Duck, love the rain poem  It really captures the rising momentum, the growing rhythm from the first solitary splat through to the deluge, the released smell of Summer, and the shiny aftermath.  The scent and promise of new beginnings.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 24, 2017, 10:44:20 AM
NaPo 25

Clem

My Gran used to call him Clem.
The invisible man who opened doors,
or occasionally knocked things over,
or tipped cotton reels from tables.

I was a logical little child though,
so...

Despite being comfortable with fairies,
wood spirits, house elves,
in fact a whole damned pantheon
of unseen beings and events,
I didn't see why they opened doors.

To me invisible also meant non-physical,
so why didn't they just walk through?
See what I mean about child-logic?

When inside doors creaked slowly open
in an otherwise empty house
Gran would put down her sewing,
look across at the gap and say,
"What's tha want, Clem?"

I never heard him answer,
and despite careful searching
I never found him.
It was easier to believe in a draught,
or the off-balance weight of an overcoat
hanging from the back of the door.

In my adult home I attribute odd noises
to the structure heating, or cooling,
expanding or shrinking with the sunlight.
UPVC window frames click in both directions,
like Death Watch Beetles.

Wooden door frames creak, or rattle, or squeal,
according to their moisture content
or the ambient humidity.
It's a seasonal phenomenon.

But the other day when the door swung open
and my Grandaughter asked, eyes wide,
"Who's that?"
I answered without hesitation.

"It's just Clem, he'll not 'arm thee."

Gyppo
   
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DGSquared on April 24, 2017, 11:13:44 AM
 Wow! I am impressed by the quality of everyone's contributions here, except mine. I have a lot to learn. So much of your poetry is poignant, striking, or fun. I have and continue to thoroughly enjoy reading everyone's contributions.

This is a first draft of one of those angst filled, groaner pieces that real poets loathe, but the mood struck, so there you have it.  Besides, who am I to hush the muse?




 -----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------    
                                                                                    Still

                                                       The mirthful child and slender young girl I once was
                                                                                    Still is
 
                                           She lives within me now beneath the layers of flesh and bone and life
                                                                    The child no longer exposed
                                                                                 Still hopeful

                            Years of sorrowful wisdom entrenched the heart with each emerging love and devastating loss
                                                                Optimistically embraced in naiveté
                                                                                  Still loves                                                                                                                                                                                
                                                                                                          
                                 The child that took carefully collected flowers for Mommy hoping for a smile and approval
                                                             Scolded for bringing weeds into the house
                                                                          Still collects wildflowers

                  The daughter abandoned and rejected by her fathers-four, the second and longest lasting, twice, father-in-law too
                                         Aged 1, 11, 21, 29, is there something wrong with me or all of those he’s?
                                                                                   Still longs  
    
                              The sister who at 11, was forced apart from her two year old brother and six year old sister
                                                              cries for the years we'll never be able to capture  
                                                                                   Still crushed
                                                                  

      The granddaughter who brought joy and laughter to her grandparents received more than she knew she was getting in their ways of                          
                                        family, family gatherings, gumption, sapience, astuteness, traditions, and their love
                                                                                     Still wishes    
                                                        
                                                              She’d listened more, stayed longer, arrived earlier

                             The outgoing, talkative friend, up for almost anything fun, who can pick up right where we left off,
                                                                           laughing, crying, singing,
                                                                                      Still loyal      
                                                  
 The untrained mother who loves her sons with a depth and breadth of love she never realized possible, worries what, if any phobias she
             imparted or if she made them ready enough for the world and wonders if they'll ever realize that their lives saved hers                  
                                                                                     Still trying
 
                                The woman who couldn’t trust or dare not believe in a man’s love fell in love with a patient man
                                                                        Her demons heaped upon his back
                                                                                     Still worries

                                                                       Even though she knows she is loved
                                          Their love tested with the betrayals, downs, and ups of married life over 25 years,
                                                                                        Still his


                                      The writer who fails to effectively articulate overwhelming feelings that cascade upon her
                                                                begin to engulf and threaten to drown her soul
                                                                             Her carefree spirit somehow
                                                                                         Still rises

                                                            The mirthful child and slender young girl I once was
                                                                                           Still is
 
                                                   She lives within me now beneath the layers of flesh and bone and life


Deb G.     2017/04/24 
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Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 24, 2017, 04:37:50 PM

A couple of years back, we had a flurried exchange of 'tribute' poems between Tom, Sio, CP, Linda and me, where we posted poems imitating the style of the others. This is another tribute poem but this time I'm asking.... who is it? 


Tapestries

It's Saturday morning
I'm walking through crowds to the market
fruit and vegetables, perhaps sausage and beer too.
Sometimes my bones feel that patina of another decade added
in a half-step too low for the familiar curb. It doesn't worry me,
this exchange of life for time and the entropy of unwinding days.

My trudging feet are winter-pale, daring in old leather sandals
at the first hints of summer that unfolded in the city today.
The street scene is lively, for a moment I wonder about
the population of my neighborhood, it seems more polyglot
than usual and my imagination rotates, hesitating between gears.
I shrug and keep moving, a burly fish patrolling the canyons of his reef.

At home, in my apartment, I have student books to review. Today,
I'll set out my work on the dining-room table, the light there is good
and the silent study can enjoy its weekend illusions. Later,
she'll come through the doorway, her presence familiar, welcome,
a home within a home. In between our companionable silences,
in the interaction of inconsequential things, we weave unconsciously
upon the fabric of marriage, friendship and yes, the love word too.     

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DRP22 on April 24, 2017, 04:48:41 PM
Three Hundred and Sixty-four

We celebrate our arrival
in the natural sense, with
convention, confetti,
consolation and cake.

And for just one day, out of
three hundred and sixty-five,
your existence belongs to
everyone but you.

And they'll ask what you want,
what brings you peace,
what makes you happy,
but it's all been decided well before.

Like a chew toy, helpless
in the jaws of a dog,
You'll smile and you'll beam,
until they're satisfied and done.

After the back slapping's over,
those godawful hats trashed,
you can finally breathe out
and turn the lock.

Smile because, God-willing,
tomorrow you can start enjoying
the next three hundred and sixty-four.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 24, 2017, 07:54:56 PM
Duck, love the rain poem  It really captures the rising momentum, the growing rhythm from the first solitary splat through to the deluge, the released smell of Summer, and the shiny aftermath.  The scent and promise of new beginnings.
Gyppo

Dave, this is a lazy crit from me because Gyppo said most of what I wanted to.
A simple poem but really gets the senses going...I can almost smell your city.
Well done.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 24, 2017, 07:57:36 PM
A couple of years back, we had a flurried exchange of 'tribute' poems between Tom, Sio, CP, Linda and me, where we posted poems imitating the style of the others. This is another tribute poem but this time I'm asking.... who is it? 

Must be that one (5) from up north  :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 24, 2017, 08:07:23 PM
Wow! I am impressed by the quality of everyone's contributions here, except mine. I have a lot to learn. So much of your poetry is poignant, striking, or fun. I have and continue to thoroughly enjoy reading everyone's contributions.
This is a first draft of one of those angst filled, groaner pieces that real poets loathe, but the mood struck, so there you have it.  Besides, who am I to hush the muse?

I don't like 'shaped' poems. But it actually works here.
This feels very real. And very sad. And extremely poignant.
It drew me in, engaged me, I found it quite emotional.
Thank you for sharing this.
Regards
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 24, 2017, 08:10:14 PM
Three Hundred and Sixty-four

Party pooper  :)
But yeah, totally agree  ;D
Nice read.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 24, 2017, 08:20:47 PM
NaPo 25
Clem

Lovely cultural poem, and sad too.
We've lost quite a lot in just one generation, all the myths and folklore that we grew up with.
But then again, my children slept easy in their beds. They weren't afraid of the 'Wa' that lived under them,
ready to grab any foot that touched the floor at night and take them away to a horrible place forever :o ;D
I can always revive the traditions if I ever have grandchildren  ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 24, 2017, 08:52:13 PM
#25
Rev.

He uses formaldehyde
for athlete's foot (feet),
talks of death and dying
like he owns them.
Has written his own eulogy,
should have been an undertaker
instead of a stonemason,
or both.
He's an internet Reverend, so
he'd be able to
perform the service,
tell us how great he was.
With preserved feet he'd walk to the grave,
then bury himself under a headstone 
he'd already made

but he'll smile all the way.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 24, 2017, 09:02:58 PM
HELLO...ANYONE OUT THERE (TAPS ON SCREEN)
I'M ALL ALONE HERE!
ARE YOU GUYS PLAYING SOMEWHERE ELSE?
HOPE YOU HAVEN'T DITCHED ME FOR THOSE HORRIBLE PROSE PEOPLE!
HELLO (TAPS ON SCREEN AGAIN)  ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 25, 2017, 05:09:23 AM
Hey Drab you are not alone. Thanks for the kind crit of rain and keep up the valiant attempts to hold back the tides ot time and decay.Quite a body of work now. Interesting poem DRP, and DG glad you made a start - like Drab not a big fan of shaped poems but this one achieves its own momentum. Gyppo, interesting poem about your daughter's dress - uplifting if you excuse the pun. Agree that Mark's poem seems to be a respectful homage to Gyppo. Mark particularily liked the last stanza.
Dave
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 25, 2017, 06:07:42 AM
Dave, the lass in the purple frock wasn't my daughter ;-)  She was a friend, and by extension my wife's friend as well.  A younger workmate who seemed to think the older man's opinion was worthwhile.  The same lass I gave the self defence lesson to in an earlier offering ;-)

=====

Ah well, we're into the home run now.  I almost didn't play this year because there's a lot going on, but it's all turning into a drawn out case of 'hurry up and wait', stuff beyond my control, so NaPo and my fellow scribes are keeping me relatively sane.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Vienna on April 25, 2017, 08:49:11 AM

what a crucial couple
of months coming up
in june
may
may well fuck everybody up
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 25, 2017, 10:12:53 AM
24
Sullen and sour the grey stone banked up against
the fawn ragged hillside of thistle: a home of sorts.
Set into the cloud, like a muscular dog on its haunches,
four mullion windows, their closed lids impervious to light,
and a heavy wooden door, carved with Celtic cross.
Rain slices the horizons west to east, drives, over
the ridge and down on the slate roof, thumps
and coughs in spurts but no light appears, no smoke
escapes the chimney. If you look carefully enough,
you will see sheep sheltered fitfully beneath
a stand of trees behind the house, their heads
sucked into their woolen necks. There is no room
for you. The next town is a mile away into the storm
and the grassed knoll you climbed is slick with wet.
This then is what it is to land between nothing and despair.

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 25, 2017, 10:13:35 AM
25
a beacon skirts the coast
cliffs climb and climb out of nothing
into sudden dark so black
you can hear beams hum,
then the sea emerges broken,
its waves a distortion, washing
like radio interference, swallowed
once again I lose my footing,
light and unlight lift me off the edge


Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 25, 2017, 12:21:06 PM
Hey Drab you are not alone. Thanks for the kind crit of rain and keep up the valiant attempts to hold back the tides ot time and decay.Quite a body of work now. Interesting poem DRP, and DG glad you made a start - like Drab not a big fan of shaped poems but this one achieves its own momentum. Gyppo, interesting poem about your daughter's dress - uplifting if you excuse the pun. Agree that Mark's poem seems to be a respectful homage to Gyppo. Mark particularily liked the last stanza.
Dave

Sorry, that style was meant to be yours, Dave.  ;D The tribute is to you, old chap.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Shortcross on April 25, 2017, 01:37:28 PM
Paranoia

If she holds my gaze for a little too long
If she crosses her legs and smiles with her mouth
If she pauses after saying his name
If she tells me ‘the truth is…’
If her indicators cluster
If her upper body freezes
If she places her wine glass between us
If she refers to him as ‘that man’ instead of ‘David’
If she glances at the door
If she lowers her voice
If I sense contempt when I change the subject
If she says ‘I did not do it’ rather than ‘didn’t’
I’ll believe her lies.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: kateD on April 25, 2017, 03:41:47 PM
Nice Shortcross
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 25, 2017, 04:20:12 PM

Blip

I hate to say it
but I'm late today
so when all else fails
the quattro will do

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: illidan4ever on April 25, 2017, 04:39:52 PM
How about this instead:

My dog is dying, and I don't know what to do.
She’s scared, and confused, and probably feels alone, too.
She shakes, and shakes,
And I just want to reach out, and comfort her, but
She shakes, and shakes,
And I don’t know what to do.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DGSquared on April 25, 2017, 07:11:37 PM
Yeah, it's pretty serious here in the U.S.

Every time a kid pulls a gun on his classmates or himself, there's a flurry of pointed fingers and questions:

Where are the parents?
Where are the anti-bullying campaigns?
Where's gun control?

And somewhere in the back of my mind, I'm asking, "Why are these kids not learning to cope with their antagonists? Life is hard ang gets harder. Why are we not equipping our youth to survive it?"
al a
DRP22, Several years ago I was a parent volunteer for our school district's, Reconfiguration Committee. We toured and interviewed at top notch schools across Central and Southern California for two years. Carpenteria High School made a huge impression on me because the school was so mellow and successful. Part of their curriculum included two one semester mandatory classes for incoming Freshmen. One was a work, organization, time management, and study habits course, the other, called, Tolerance and Conflict Resolution.

The school principal told us that after implementing these courses that high school dropout rates went from 15% to 3% and suspensions and expulsions dropped from 8% to 1%.

I thought this an extraordinary success. It was my top recommendation to the school board to implement these courses for student success and I went beyond that to try to encourage similar age appropriate classes like these to children entering school.

I was shocked, perplexed, and angry to come up against a brick wall with the school board that was unwilling to even consider the possibility. I didn't understand their reasoning and I couldn't get an honest answer as to why they wouldn't even give the curriculum a trial run.

My husband seems to think the tolerance factor was the problem with the church goers being unwilling to tolerate the LGBT communities. To this day I do not understand how school districts still choose to ignore this basic set of life skills for students and refuse to acknowledge these skills are needed from the very beginning. ~Deb
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 25, 2017, 08:22:40 PM
NaPo 26

Surprise Cake

Quietly feeding Mum her supper,
after handing out a few presents
to mark her 93rd birthday.
We kept it low profile this year.
Her cosy little room at the Nursing Home
isn't big enough for a crowd.

Last year we hired a room,
had a dozen guests, and it was good.
Mum played The Grand Matriarch
but tired quickly
and became confused.

So this year it was just family,
in shifts so as to not overwhelm.

It was the right choice
and she clearly enjoyed it.

Then, with giggling in the corridor,
a bevy of nurses appeared,
carrying a cake,
asking if they could come in.

Suddenly the room was filled
with blue and white uniforms,
smiling little Chinese and Polish faces,
and one little Nepali.

They sang "Happy Birthday",
a gloriously discordant mix of accents,
then went back to work,
leaving us to slice and serve.

An unexpected treat,
and much appreciated.

On the way home we detoured,
dropped off cake for my Sister
and Brother in law,
who had visited earlier.

Gyppo


Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 25, 2017, 08:26:14 PM
Nice observations here, that's the way to do it. A snapshot/vignette can make a poem.
It doesn't have to be about the big themes like getting old and dying...although I DO like them   ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D

That is very kind of you Sir Drab.  I wrote another vignette.  

Unfortunately it is a vent more than anything else, endless handwritten pages, and I am not sure if that can even qualify as a poem.  I also wrote out some one minute numbers.  But I seem to be endlessly behind in this celebration.  Will I catch up???  Well I am coaching a soccer team and it looks like tomorrow's practice will be rained out.  But I already figured that if it was rained out I would try to attend art class.  My horse painting is supposed to be in their art show lol.  What do I choose???  I need not be so old fashioned.  I am left handed and I literally have carpel tunnel from writing with my left all twisted the way lefties do instead of entering the modern age where I would at least have it in both hands from typing too much.  I do a lot of that too!

I need to shut up now and read some of your poems.  What has Sir Drab and all of the other celebrants been up to?
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 25, 2017, 08:30:03 PM
NaPo 21

A Cool Lady

We collected a new freezer today
secondhand, new to us.
From one of those infill developments,
with smaller houses shoe-horned
between the earlier buildings.

The house numbers are all jumbled.
A postal nightmare.
Some are consecutive,
like numbers in a small close.
Others followed the traditional pattern
of odds on one side, evens on the other.

The one we wanted was a stray,
un-sequential and illogical.

I phoned and the seller popped out,
not far away, waving over her gate
before vanishing again.

We drove closer, parked up,
and she reappeared.
Almost jogging down her path,
carrying the freezer with casual strength.

Putting aside macho stereotypes
I just opened the boot for her.
Once the goods were inside
she invited me to check it was okay.

I opened the door and it smelt fresh in there.
I peeled notes from a modest roll
and invited her to check my count.
A few more words and we were done.

As we drove away my daughter smiled.
"She looks like a lady rugby player.
Not massive, but a bugger to knock aside."
A wholesome wench, like some farm girls.

We've found out since she's a martial artist,
who would indeed be 'a bugger to knock aside'.
A Cool Lady.

Gyppo

Gyppo,

This is essentially my 3rd reading of this.  And I must say that I enjoy the portrait that you have portrayed, this cool moment between father and child over a cool lady.  And in a way the daughter is a cool lady too for making the affectionate nonjudgmental observations at the end, so nice double meaning.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 25, 2017, 08:46:18 PM
#23

It's a strange scene to come across,
a woman, obviously distressed
standing beside her car, in the middle of the road
holding a small girl by the ankles, shaking her,
like an actor trying to dislodge pocket coins.

From that point in time
the incident is remembered in slow motion, and
like a typical 8mm home movie or bad film editing
it stops/starts
segments are missing, but he remembers
stupidly leaving his car door open, a month's salary on the seat,
taking the girl from her mother like he knew what to do,
too small for Heimlich, blue and breathless
then face down on his knee.
A gathering crowd.
And pressure.

This stranger's life, draped like a pretty little rag-doll,
hung on him.
Her mother must have screamed constantly,
that sound is absent, or has been edited.
His recent training kicked in and produced a gobstopper.
Handing her back, he could hear the ambulance's siren,
then left.

No names were exchanged, a chance meeting,
just a stranger helping a stranger.
He was nearly home by the time he realised what he did

that was a big smile!

This is really fascinating.  It drew me in, especially since I thought maybe the child was being abused at first.  I love the whole poem-tale.  I have one constructive criticism for you to take or leave.  Okay, it is the ending.  There is something about the phrasing of the ending that doesn't sit with me, "that was a big smile!"  Is it telling too much?  Once he realizes won't he smile the biggest smile having saved the life of a child?  Do you need to say that?  If you do, could it be said differently? 

Okay so this is a poetic celebration.  And I do indeed love what you have here as previously stated.  But later, perhaps you will consider a revision of the ending taking the source (a crappy writer) into consideration???

 ;) :D :D ;) ;) ;)

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 25, 2017, 08:56:49 PM
I'm thinking I should have posted before I read the entire thread because the intimidation - 'my poems aren't worthy' factor has kicked in tenfold.

 However, I made a promise to myself to learn and do something new before I Googled, "Types of poems," and was returned a list of 55.

I decided to try a cinquain (http://www.poemofquotes.com/articles/cinquainpoetry.php) for the first time ever and went with number two of the three (described in the blue link) only to discover I screwed up the second line throughout. I decided to head the advice of Tom and Gyppo to not fret and post the first draft. So, as elementary as this may seem to the poetry educated, I'll go out on a limb and share. Try not to roll your eyes too hard.

        Childhood
       Playful, curious  
  Laughing, loving, singing
       Try not to rush
            Youth

          Childhood
        Small hands
 Reaching, searching, feeling
   None will go unscathed
           Scarred

         Childhood
       Feet dangle
Running, jumping, skipping
   The joy of movement
       Unabashed

         Childhood
     Pages marked
Trying, failing, learning
Push to reach maturity
         Robbed


Deb G.    2017/04/21

Who is the eye rolling asshole?  I have heard that cinquains are difficult to pull off due to the word/idea repetition I suppose.  I think this is quite nice.  I think it says what we all sort of know in a succinct poetic way.  Poetry educated???  No worries...all you have to have is some deep thinking and a little soul.  I suppose your next step in terms of a cinquain would be to pick something more obscure???  I honestly don't know...  Good for you for trying a new form though!!!  Seriously, pride yourself on the adventure. 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 25, 2017, 09:19:57 PM
This is really fascinating.  It drew me in, especially since I thought maybe the child was being abused at first.  I love the whole poem-tale.  I have one constructive criticism for you to take or leave.  Okay, it is the ending.  There is something about the phrasing of the ending that doesn't sit with me, "that was a big smile!"  Is it telling too much?  Once he realizes won't he smile the biggest smile having saved the life of a child?  Do you need to say that?  If you do, could it be said differently? 

Okay so this is a poetic celebration.  And I do indeed love what you have here as previously stated.  But later, perhaps you will consider a revision of the ending taking the source (a crappy writer) into consideration???

 ;) :D :D ;) ;) ;)

Thanks REW,
I agree that it's the weak link. But it did happen that way. I was so pumped up with adrenaline I drove home like a zombie. When I got there I had to ask myself if it actually happened. That was quite an emotional moment  :)
I will look at an edit, thanks for your observ, always appreciated  :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 25, 2017, 09:46:02 PM
#27
5%

The boom year people are back
not fully, but they're poking their heads out further,
like a 'beaver head' when you can't wait anymore.
They multiply and seem to suckle
on the teats of empathy,
engorged and insatiable.
I'm told 5% of us are disease resistant,
we never enter our own arses.
That makes me happy.

(Inspired by the movie Rat Race and REW  ;D )

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 25, 2017, 10:22:06 PM
Okay so I didn't type up my other stuff yet  The number???  I will have to look it up. I typed this directly onto the computer.  However, if anyone reads it then I suppose I am banned.  So I guess this is a parting, possible.  Anyhoo...so lovely...I am emotionally disturbed  :'(

Part of a Story, My Story

I took it down...
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 25, 2017, 11:04:14 PM
Thanks REW,
I agree that it's the weak link. But it did happen that way. I was so pumped up with adrenaline I drove home like a zombie. When I got there I had to ask myself if it actually happened. That was quite an emotional moment  :)
I will look at an edit, thanks for your observ, always appreciated  :)

Oh I am about to get banned from this site for writing vile things...so please consider this was a huge moment.  Just consider rephrasing it.  "That was a big smile" che cheapens it.  A big smile erupted...opened his face...I don' know.  You will get it just right I am sure.   :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 26, 2017, 08:29:23 AM
There is a warning that poems on this thread contain adult language/themes. So I'm afraid you probably won't be banned  ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Shortcross on April 26, 2017, 08:55:38 AM
Although I can recommend a good psychiatrist ;)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 26, 2017, 03:21:34 PM

Four

I remembered the name of our household scape-ghost
(like Gyppo's Clem, sort of) at last. It's been bugging me,
that name you gave to stuff getting lost or mystery noises
in the night. Who else will know, there's no-one to ask.
Driving home in the dark, I closed the corner of my eye,
pretended you were there, like so many times we went
somewhere. So solid, two rocks leaning together - open roads,
hard times good times adventures and escapades.
I miss you, Lee. Happy birthday for today.   

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 26, 2017, 08:26:28 PM
There is a warning that poems on this thread contain adult language/themes. So I'm afraid you probably won't be banned  ;D

Oh okay...there are some names mentioned though that some people might find offensive...not the names...the words surrounding the names and that stuff...saying negative things about that site...but I likely sound like a ranting bitter banned loser.

I feel sort of satisfied though.  And the term shrivel dick is growing on me.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 26, 2017, 08:28:33 PM
Although I can recommend a good psychiatrist ;)

I am all set, but thanks   :P
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 26, 2017, 08:35:51 PM
NAPO #

the world doesn't phase it ends
when the orbit we are all stretching
bends just a little bit further into the void of space
but the trajectory should never have been tied with a rubber band
we couldn't resist the temptation
children love slingshots
to fly like super man or wonder woman

get ready  pull back send

NAPO #

the light is burning my corneas
and one day blindness will take me,
but the irony is that it might not be a bad thing
if you see too much
only in the dark will I be free
Ahhhhhh
fuck no
because then I'd be stuck in my brain
Ahhhhhh
fuck no
fuck yes

NAPO #

it feels nice to close my eyes
sometimes they are warm and just right
like a cooling homemade apple pie

NAPO #

late at night the trains sound their horns the loudest
when it should be then other way around
since folks are trying
to sleep and all
but in the dark you can't see
but why aren't we honking?
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 26, 2017, 08:41:38 PM
Glad you're still with us, REW.  Sometimes we just have to let it all out.

=====

NaPo 27

Dark of the Moon

For we who follow the Silver Mistress
this is the lowest point,
when the link is at its furthest ebb.

A time when seeds lie dormant,
a moment of winter
whatever the season.

Tomorrow the balance tips
and rebirth begins.

But for now all is still.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 26, 2017, 08:50:44 PM
22               Elsewhere
I am not talking to her anymore. She failed
to answer for ten minutes or so on. That
strained time staring at the screen and

waiting

exhausted my patience.
It’s a funny business,          
silence.

Thick with premonition, assumption,
various mysteries and desires. We own
the emptiness as we own our thoughts.

I watch ‘John writing’ in the corner of the screen.
It blinks and blinks and blinks, but the message
never arrives. Gone elsewhere I presume.

Where’s elsewhere?


Nice reflection.  Silence is its own beast at times for sure.  John writing went into the elsewhere.  Elsewhere = silence and silence = elsewhere...this is what I have gathered from this...never thought of elsewhere/silence in a combo like that even though they are meant to be. :)

If John is the narrator, well then that adds even more.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 26, 2017, 09:05:57 PM
#27
5%

The boom year people are back
not fully, but they're poking their heads out further,
like a 'beaver head' when you can't wait anymore.
They multiply and seem to suckle
on the teats of empathy,
engorged and insatiable.
I'm told 5% of us are disease resistant,
we never enter our own arses.
That makes me happy.

(Inspired by the movie Rat Race and REW  ;D )



Gotta love the term beaver head...and this is quite funny.  Thank goodness the fortunate/unfortunate 5% do not enter their own asses.  Love the gross image of suckling empathy.  That must be a weird looking teat, all throbbing and red.  Yikes!
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 26, 2017, 09:14:22 PM
Glad you're still with us, REW.  Sometimes we just have to let it all out.

=====

NaPo 27

Dark of the Moon

For we who follow the Silver Mistress
this is the lowest point,
when the link is at its furthest ebb.

A time when seeds lie dormant,
a moment of winter
whatever the season.

Tomorrow the balance tips
and rebirth begins.

But for now all is still.

Gyppo

Thanks for the encouragement.  This reminds me of Pink Floyd's "Dark Side of the Moon," which might have been intentional or not.  There is the Pagan element too...but I am really glad for the "all is still."  Nice ambiance here...
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 26, 2017, 09:18:25 PM
Gotta love the term beaver head...and this is quite funny.  Thank goodness the fortunate/unfortunate 5% do not enter their own asses.  Love the gross image of suckling empathy.  That must be a weird looking teat, all throbbing and red.  Yikes!

Lots of assholes out there REW...our job is to find the 5%  ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Vienna on April 27, 2017, 05:27:37 AM

Whichever way the wind blows
thats the way they turn
they like to play the patriot card
and stress they stayed at home
to help "their" country

don't make me laugh
they don't have the balls
to even go across the channel
but still buy their cigs and wine
from a man straight off the ferry

scared to death
that noone speaks proper
like what they do, they all speak foreign
and smell of garlic eh?
If it all goes well oh how they will boast
if it all sinks faster than the Titanic
they will be very very quiet

But they stayed to help "their" country


Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Vienna on April 27, 2017, 08:57:16 AM
conversation with a friend (ex)

you traitorous cunt
come home if you care
so much about YOUR country
well my situation......

oh yesss YOUR situation is so very important
you fucking tosser, YOU don't care
I ain't ever been afuckingbroad, me
skeggy is good enough for me and mine
well I feel................

YOU feel fuck all twat
call yourself ENGLISH
dont need no european union, me
all speak forinn and smell
of God knows what
If I can just say.......

No you fucking cant, just fucking say
I ain't finished yet, do you have
flags out St George's Day
No you fucking don't, bet YOU
don't even bloody know when it is

you are as bad as them forinners YOU are
drivin on wrong side of the road an'all
fuckin odd that is, dodgy munny
whats wrong with the pahnd anyroad eh?

well I really must be
you sit dahn and lissen to me
no I'm off, I really feel.....
yeah piss orf
cunt.




Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 27, 2017, 09:42:37 AM
26
Causes fold into the creases, unseen
even to themselves. I walk to the bridge,
watch the murmurs carry sticks beyond stones
and the jutting willow. Echoes of drowning
come to mind and whatever will be will
tucked among riverside grasses dank as sopping hair.

I remember your running home through a storm,
news in hand of impending doom, poor soul,
so ever fearful. It was hard to calm you; I tried
while I dried your hair, sleek and slippery as an incoming tide -
Jewelweed, and cardinal flower, all puffy mouths invite,
set soft in seduction and yet I see no innocence there.

I tend the garden now, in absence of your green fingers,
the borders of hardy perennials that refuse to wither and die.
Russian Sage, Blanket Flower and Veronica colour the shadows
grow beyond the doubt and light I still crave.
Unbidden weeds I leave well alone,
eventually to choke the very life from the soil.

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 27, 2017, 09:49:59 AM
27

walk the western wall
listen to talk of war
lay your ear to the floor
kneel on a silk cushion
pray it may not come
finally lay on your back
and stare off into the blue
heart of all wisdom and
repeat "Maybe" til the sun
goes down beyond the ocean
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DRP22 on April 27, 2017, 10:02:11 AM

I feel the sweet quiver of justice
spreading upwards from the root of my spine.
I say it again in my head, that one line
that might've put him square in his place.
Witness the jaw drop, his face filled with
that glorious, drumb-struck wordless-ness.

If only that quip had been hot and ready
before we quit the dialogue
and switched subjects entirely.
I would've had him right where I wanted him,
my intellectual foot descending on his
presumptuous, thick neck.

Be assured, it's passive aggressive.
Our fists are thrown in secret avenues,
not always obvious to on-lookers,
the ego bruises kept deeply classified.
And what's wrong with that?

The most compelling erotic fantasy
waits smack dab in your REM cycle,
and staring uselessly out the window
is where we find our greatest victories.

Same goes for hatred and that old
he-said, she-said, where death threats
serve only to discredit you for the judges.
So I kept my voice low, called on the power
of a few edged words and bludgeoned him
daily, during my quiet commutes to work.

Next time, I'll just let him have it.


 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 27, 2017, 10:05:30 AM
28
Wade into the deep wide ocean draped
across the known world
first the feet become silver fish darting
then the calves root themselves deeper,
the impending cold buries the thighs,
bleached green, salt permeates the skein
of gull cry, hips try to grip waves less white
but drawing hard with the pull of a turning earth
I take flight, reveal myself to the seduction..

endlessness stillness beyond
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Vienna on April 27, 2017, 10:18:37 AM


we didn't speak for years
didn't write, not even a card at Christmas
what was I supposed to do?

I am here, a long way away
my family, wife, kids here too
I tried my best

not good enough for you though
you said you tried to contact me
couldn't get in touch with anybody

not me, not my ex, not my daughter
held it against me that I didn't do more
that I wasn't there, money didn't appease your anger

you laughed when I said I was upset
that Mum had been cremated
3 weeks before I finally heard from you
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 27, 2017, 12:23:20 PM

Floydian moment

Primitives lived on this same coast for millennia
hunter-gatherers, desert shore nomads,
the wellspring of DNA. I've seen cave art here
a hundred centuries old, and of galleons too.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 27, 2017, 02:29:26 PM
NaPo 28

What's in a name?

There's an abandoned church building
not far from Bodmin town,
and I passed it every day
on my way to work.

Carved into the lintel,
still visible despite moss
and the ravages of time,
despite savage Cornish gales,
the bold angular words
Primitive Methodist.

I cannot be the only one
who has smiled,
picturing the Minister
and his flock,
dressed in animal skins,
whirling like dervishes,
and banging spears on the floor.

Nor can I be the only one
who has thought, briefly,
"If I was a churchgoer
I could fit in with that lot. "

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 27, 2017, 08:20:17 PM
#28
Shooting star.

Worldly wise
but not well educated,
or well read.

He lived a simple life
and wasted nothing,
self thought and supremely skilled
but modest, always.
A charming, patient man
who thought me how to carve stone.

He believed shooting stars were actual stars
careering across the night sky
and why not;
while I saw grains of dust ignite in the atmosphere
he observed suns,
I saw minutia, he saw wonder.
 
Let old men believe what they want.

When thinking of getting married
I asked his advice, he replied
'You're fucked if you do, and you're fucked if you don't'

the man was no dope.


Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DGSquared on April 27, 2017, 08:55:31 PM
The offerings here are incredible.
If you care to know them, my humble thoughts on the first 16 pages follow.

Tom, I feel like I’m being teased with your posted and removed poems because I missed the first three weeks of this fest. Please do remind me next year. This is a poignant, tragic, and delightful thread. I'm glad you made it possible.
   ~   *   ~
DRP22, RE: Egotistical Dining, I believe I waited on that stiff once too.  :-X

The used book store had me sitting right there in it, smelling the pages and reading an old treasured book.  I’d sit behind the counter and do the same. Well done.

Re: Under Seats, Under Bleachers, a familiar picture for those of us who come from or grow up surrounded by addiction. The other side of that coin is a life spent in Honky Tonk bars learning the same lessons, different method of teaching. “We learn plenty, but not enough.“ Or we choose to ignore what we learn and believe we’ll not repeat the same mistakes because we’ll be different. Maybe we learn to hide our vices better. ;)

Catherine F, where did you go? Number Three, I half expected her to offer you a poisoned apple.

I love, Sculptures. Reminds me of the, (Stoneheart Trilogy) by Charlie Fletcher. And Tom, thank you for sharing those photographs.
In, Yesterday’s Poem, I believe you succinctly captured the bane of every writer at some point in time. Good one.
On Hold, has nice imagery as do all of your poems that I’ve read here. I especially liked the words melting and bubbling.

Dylan di Vilde! It’s great to see you about.  Thank you for another clever romp with words, rhyming, no less. 
The entire piece is delightful. I see a motivational prompt here.
Your, Belly Poem, gave me a giggle.

REW, Re: Wrung Out to Dry, I love the last stanza.
“But if these daffodils whose heads
droop like mine, can survive,
an unexpected blizzard after the thaw--then
so can I.”
I'm so sorry, REW. I thought you were a different REW, named Russ, who lives in California. I believe I even addressed you as such a few pages back or somewhere on this site. It took that poem to make me realize.
I'm sorry for your struggles. It sure feels good to get them out in writing though. Hang in there. Better days are sure to come. As my mother in law used to say, "This too, shall pass."
About your dog, I'm sorry about that too. As for the poem, I liked the first offering better because it seemed to 'stick' in a raw sort of way, if you know what I mean.

Gyppo, loved your #2 and #4 on pages 5 and 6 and how, "Mum let me be a man." That was sweet. I liked #3 too, but prefer the other subject matter.

On your, Old guy vs new technology, I feel your pain (for lack of a better word on my part) through the entire thing.

Reminds me of the first time I came upon an automatic faucet in the ladies room at O’Hare airport.  I was just a teenager, 16 going on 30, traveling alone. I had no idea how to get that darn water to come out of the faucet. I searched high and low for buttons, lights, knobs, a switch, but there was nothing. I stalled for a few minutes pretending to fuss with my clothes and my hair so I could wait and watch how someone else did it.  My jaw probably slacked to my chest for a second or two when I saw a woman effortlessly hold her hands under the faucet and water seemed to magically flow. I reminded myself not to gawk but I was fascinated.  The sensor was hidden. Who knew such modern technology was already in use? I sure didn’t and I couldn’t wait to tell my Granny.

Writer’s Stew; It is, writers do (stew) too, and you, Sir, are fine pot stirrer. For me, all or most of your writing is golden.

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DGSquared on April 27, 2017, 08:57:52 PM
Drab, A God Like Me, Pulled me in and sent me off to ponder.
I read, Bastard, four times before it dawned on me that Digger was encouraged, it seems, to be a a bully. It would have pissed me off too.
Your #11 is probably relatable to everyone at a certain point in life. Some of us never learn to fully accept the imperfection of reality.  Good one.

Mark T, Marlboro Moment, put an entire series of visions in my head in a few concise words. I think I’ve been there.
Tic, sums up the theft of time concisely. Nice.
I loved this part from, Recitals;
“I asked wanna hear some poems, reading yesterday’s sparkling harvest,
almost bellowing over the cheerful clink and clatter
as the poetic words vibrated through the air
paused in absorption, then disappeared.”

Dave, your #6, S1, it’s true of all angry outbursts. I felt like a voyeur spying on a quarreling couple.
“no grip so tight
can hold back anger
it's broken now that vase,
leave it! oh drama
why can't you be caged?”

You can feel it begin to embroil.
I sense a strong emotional resignation or acceptance/conveyance of irony and pain in some of your work but I recognize and relate to a lot of it. I might categorize some of your work as fateful aplomb, if that makes sense.

Kate D., The Luncheon; what Gyppo said. I imagine polite ladies.
I’m no poet and this is merely an observation on my part. On page 11, your poem in, Reply #157, the birds built to such a lovely crescendo then I stumbled on the word, “Mundane.” Perhaps that was your intent but the liveliness of the picture you painted didn’t feel mundane at all.
Re: Reply #211, The magnified reflection speaks of the raw truth in all of us. I like the way you gave this one a sense of mystery.

Shortcross, it’s hard to believe you’ve not written poetry before.  Perhaps it is a new genre for you?
All This, I’d Do, sings like a tragic melody.
“I’d listen to you carefully—
I know it sounds absurd,
but I’d try to understand this time,
the words between the words.”
That’s a great phrase, in my humble and untrained opinion and a sentence every woman wants to believe.

I like your offset in, Dramatic Title, as well as the rest of it.

Vienna, your poem in Reply #221 is dramatic and breathes empathy into brutal truth and I’m curious about what else is in your cellar. :)



Now, I have to get to it.
~Deb

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DGSquared on April 27, 2017, 09:01:00 PM
Itch

I can go the livelong day
and my nose never itches
until I'm standing at the sink
with soapy hands and dirty dishes
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 27, 2017, 09:26:04 PM
NAPO # ?

So a conference on psychopathy
aand 40,000 signatures declare President Donald Trump
mentally Ill.
Well what do they expect that to accomplish
after all consider the next in line
next
next
next next…

Is this when dominoes begin to fall
the house of cards topples.
Rome was strong but not for long.
America was great but what is our fate?
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 27, 2017, 09:46:09 PM
#29

I never liked injections,
well who in their right mind
would like hard things inserted
into them? Especially if told you might feel a slight prick,
and it's creating a new orifice.

But I got used to them
injections that is!
I've donated gallons of blood,
they know me by name
know I don't mind needles,
but still say, as they're about to insert
'You might feel a slight prick'

Beforehand they ask personal questions, like
'Have you handled monkeys...or monkey fluids?'
'Have I had sex with a man, or given/received head'
I say no to all their questions, I'm a respectable married man.

They get more personal each time I donate
I'm beginning to wonder,
as I say no to everything,
are they collecting blood
or recruiting?

And what I'm missing.






 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 28, 2017, 05:28:25 AM

The offerings here are incredible.
If you care to know them, my humble thoughts on the first 16 pages follow.


Tom, I feel like I’m being teased with your posted and removed poems because I missed the first three weeks of this fest. Please do remind me next year. This is a poignant, tragic, and delightful thread. I'm glad you made it possible.
   ~   *   ~

Deb, thanks for taking the time to share your NaPo impressions, and to contribute. Yes, we all owe Tom a big debt of thanks for his efforts in starting this thread. A great pity he seems to have retired from the campaign.     

 


 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 28, 2017, 05:43:33 AM
I remember Tom saying he was taking a road trip for a few days.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 28, 2017, 08:03:42 AM

Ah. I must've missed that info. Bugger's got some catching up to do then. But knowing T, he would have dropped those in advance if his trip was on the radar. I saw he did check in yesterday. Shrug.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Shortcross on April 28, 2017, 11:26:21 AM
The Diary of Clive Wearing

‘Live in the moment,’ we are told,
‘for the past is gone and the future unwritten.’
With silenced thoughts and measured breath,
some dedicate their lives to experience:
—the bitter edge of ‘now’,
—the thoughtless, sterile void of ‘now’,
—the mind-death of Clive Wearing.

Fractured by time, marooned in the present,
alone in a world of six billion souls,
without thought or dream or memory,
he filters the moment moment moment,
each one the first he has ever known.

While we straddle the equator of the present:
one foot in the past, the other in tomorrow,
he walks the length of that terrible line—
and with every step he’s suddenly, violently
conscious and alone.

10.53: Now I am awake.
10.58: Now I am awake.

11.03: Now I am awake.


http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2007/09/24/the-abyss


Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 28, 2017, 01:45:14 PM

That's mature and sophisticated writing there, ShortX. Creative. You're a natural poet. Are you noticing any influence in your prose writing yet?
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Shortcross on April 28, 2017, 03:01:11 PM
Thanks Mark - I haven't done much prose writing lately - life has temporarily taken over - but there are a couple of short story comps looming, so it'll be interesting to see if anything has changed :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 28, 2017, 03:22:42 PM
I am back.  What an incredible array of poetry, poetic thoughts and bursts of creativity on display.  You folks are incredible --  you Legends of NaPo!

So this is for you as we near the finish line!!

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Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 28, 2017, 03:26:11 PM
Now, I need to get caught up.  So here I go.  None of what follows is autobiographical.  Well, it may be for the narrator, but not the author. ;D ;D   If you catch my drift.

----------------------------------------------------------------------------


    Short Story



Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 28, 2017, 03:27:26 PM


 Untethering

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 28, 2017, 03:29:51 PM

  A Higher Consciousness

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Shortcross on April 28, 2017, 03:31:43 PM
I am back.  

Welcome back!
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 28, 2017, 03:32:45 PM
Time for a quick wash-up then back to poeting.

(http://i1287.photobucket.com/albums/a640/titan685/DSC_1489_zpsjel92du0.jpg)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 28, 2017, 03:34:01 PM

What I Can’t Say

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 28, 2017, 03:35:04 PM


Last Touched Things

[of course it sucks, but what's NaPo w/o a suckie list poem?  No one else had posted one, I don't think, so I guess it was up to me :)]



Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 28, 2017, 03:39:46 PM





Two peanuts in a garden
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 28, 2017, 03:40:30 PM

Water Waits Forever.

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 28, 2017, 03:41:26 PM

West Kansas Senryu

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 28, 2017, 03:42:22 PM


  Stray Thoughts on Ivanka

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 28, 2017, 03:43:06 PM



Hannibal Lecter’s Soup Kitchen
and Billiard Parlor


Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 28, 2017, 03:44:24 PM


A Recurring Thought of the Spirit Mother

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 28, 2017, 03:48:18 PM
Gyppo is an inspiration toward the full-narrative approach, which my idiot Narrator has adopted in the following:



           Full Circle

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 28, 2017, 03:50:47 PM
   Spring Prospectus


[Note -- I think I am caught up now.   :) See you tomorrow if I find an internet connection.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 28, 2017, 04:01:06 PM

My God, Ty. I'm staggered and near-speechless. Also salivating, as i get to go back and savor that smorgasbord. Good grief, what the heck kind of road 'trip' are you on?  ;D   
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 28, 2017, 04:16:16 PM


Okay, here's my poem for today.

Nuts

Two peanuts in a garden
wearing shoes and holding hands
consume morning sunlight
like white apples on spotted plates.


Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: kateD on April 28, 2017, 06:03:13 PM
My God, Ty. I'm staggered and near-speechless. Also salivating, as i get to go back and savor that smorgasbord. Good grief, what the heck kind of road 'trip' are you on?  ;D   

 ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
Do tell T!
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 28, 2017, 08:50:04 PM

    Maybe a Dog
Maybe a dog in the distance

Welcome back T  :)
This one doesn't count...you've already posted it  ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 28, 2017, 09:50:19 PM
#30
Up close, green leaves dominated,
furrowed to attention, in line
flower heads faced me,
bug eyed, as if frightened.
The more I looked
the more I thought
it wasn't fear,
they were simply in awe of themselves,
of just being.

Not content with a few,
my greedy eyes
opened towards their horizon.
The field, vast,
gradually condensed them to solid yellow,
I can't remember how blue the sky was
or what trees separated them.

I do remember sensing them as I would a creature,
could feel their collective wonder,
their perception that time exists
and knowledge that
for them it would end

immersed in their bright sadness.


Running on empty after nearly a month I closed my eyes, put the TV on mute, waited a minute, then pressed pause.
The image that faced me would be my next poem.
It was a huge field of sunflowers, all harmoniously orientated. The more I studied them, the more they became personified.
  

 

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 28, 2017, 10:27:08 PM
#31
A list poem of things I shouldn't have done.

kiss nicola white at 3                 (we were catholic, and not in a long term relationship. In my defence I didn't French it!)
refused to eat vegetables at 4     (catholic veg aint too spicy)
got sexual education at 9            (my parents wouldn't do something yucky like that!)
started smoking at 10                (it's better than being sexually abused)
kept silent at 12                        (there it is)
worn platform boots at 15           (thanks be to catholic jesus smart phones didn't exist)
left school at 17                        (could have become a catholic priest)
thought I'd be dead by 40 at 20    (might be a Bishop now...instead of a Rev.
thought I might live forever at 30 (that's the really funny one)






Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 29, 2017, 04:33:31 AM
Tom I am stunned as all rational beings must be at such an outpouring of great poetry. Humbled as so often.

28
I heard a scream
A pillow of smoke
The second arrow bore
Deeper into the heart
Of assumptions we carried
Time suspended on melting girders
As we bated breath
In the a vacuum of
help
Less
Ness
Now I have the box set
Of images, angles, and replays
The commentator waxes,
Over how civilization wanes.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 29, 2017, 04:34:45 AM
29
Intricacies of humour
What your body fluids say about you
Is that you are a stream in full flow
An evening sky bathed in glow
Or in November a coldness that seeps
Through the bones: you struck a pose
Once hardened as winter’s frozen ground
But then summer’s warm blood comes round
And you uncage a lion to roam hot climes
These seasons have no order, no rhyme,
or Reason
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: duck on April 29, 2017, 04:36:41 AM
30
Sometimes
I catch you play spit
from your rooftop
On the miseries of life or the fools
Can’t reach your lofty ideals.

Stand on the edge of a visual abyss
Into which a girl runs, watch her awkward
Strides from the inferno, catch the flaming
 Halo frame her 

My girl knows the world well
She puts on her brightest smile
Without conceit or longing
I watch her from afar
Stride fearless into the dark.


Done!! phew!
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 29, 2017, 04:54:53 AM


My turn for a list piece. This is a list of titles I dashed off years ago to be written as blogs for my writing website, The Scribe. I guess it's a giveaway of my experiences and interests, including my early academic background in Industrial Psychology. (Nowadays, that means fetching a bigger hammer.) I did write a few before losing interest and then my PC self-terminated, and all I have left is this old printout of titles. I think a couple of the writing-related articles survive somewhere here on MWC. I'm still keeping the domain registered but to no point, it seems...



Why America is Doomed
10 Ways to Make a List
The Scribe on Humorous Writing
The Role of Cosmetics in Unplanned Pregnancies
Why Greed is the Curse of Mankind
The Scribe on Writing Discipline
How to Make Plants
A Rare Poem
How Old is Mankind
The Scribe on Writers
The Scribe on Publishing
The Wife of Scribe on how to throw a Good Party
Building in Stone: A Mason's Journey
Define Time in 60 Seconds
A Butterfly Farted in the Stock Market one Day
Adopt the Persona your Dog Worships
Facts & Fictions about Families
How to Deal with Pushy Salespeople
Oil: Petroleum, Plastics, Pollution and War
The Mind, Body and God Connection
Observations from Beyond the Frequency
Ergonomic Considerations in an ad hoc Work Environment
How to ignore Social Conventions
Simple Flower Arrangements
Ghosts in our Machines
Mistakes and Problems are Good for You
Save the Save the Rhino groups
Forgiveness Detoxifies the Soul
A Singular Life in General
How to Build a French Drain
The Oddities of the Mind
How to lay Brick Paving
2049AD
The Scribe on Handwritten Letters
The effects of Computer Gaming on Human Physiology
Did all the Wars remove the Best DNA
The Incredible Synchronicity of our Biosphere
The Internet: One big EMP away from One Zero
The Scribe on Energy Healing
The Scribe on Reading
Teachers and Storytellers
Love is Sex is Fucking
The Mysteries of Water
How to Win a Bar Fight
Music: Culture or Commerce
Is it Good to be Honest
How to Build an Earth Dam
The Scribe on Friendship
Birthday Greetings from the Afterlife
The Scribe on Social Networking Media
Lust and Money
The USS Google is a Nuclear Submarine in a Sea of Plankton
The Utility of Mild Psychosis in the Work Place
Reptiles with Tits
The Scribe on writing Jingles
Alcohol and other Drugs
The Scribe on Journalism
The Joy of Violence
Planet Earth's forthcoming Polarity Shift
Balancing Actualization and Reward in Worker Motivation
The Waste of Charity
The Wife of Scribe on How To make a Fat Brunch


    
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DGSquared on April 29, 2017, 09:19:49 AM
This one is bugging me. I have two versions but went with the original because the second is even more 'telly' than this one. Ugh! My poetry feels like shite.

The Difference Between You and the Dung Beetle

After a mindless fling of your signature brand of BS
Are desultory results considered mere formalities of your habitual, flippant lies?
Sickening, you feign innocence
Choose an innocent target
I imagine you dropkick kittens

Ah! But this time was different
Motivated by vengeance
Set the stage
Did you calculate the immense scope of your misdeed?
Unsuspecting marionettes dangled and hanged
In your tangled illusion

Implications skillfully alluded in casual conversation
With your chosen emissary                   
The audience invariably engrossed while lines
Delivered by an inculpable, esteemed player
Clobber their conscience then float in the rafters
Impossible to retract

Blithe indifference for the casualties
Our families polarized to satisfy your perverse jealousy 
Harmony shattered, giant shards ensure deep cuts
In the carnage of my reputation
and assaulted integrity

Deb G. 2017/04/28
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 29, 2017, 09:44:27 AM
Hi DGS,
Caps starting every line  :o
Interesting read, I'm not bothered by the telling; the lack of specifics is an issue though...that's all this needs.
I get the feeling there are a few poems here, you're trying to squash too much into it.
Anywho, what's here is well written, I enjoyed reading it, especially the last S.
Your poetry most definitely is NOT shite!
Well done.
Regards
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DGSquared on April 29, 2017, 11:53:19 AM
Hi DGS,
Caps starting every line  :o
Interesting read, I'm not bothered by the telling; the lack of specifics is an issue though...that's all this needs.
I get the feeling there are a few poems here, you're trying to squash too much into it.
Anywho, what's here is well written, I enjoyed reading it, especially the last S.
Your poetry most definitely is NOT shite!
Well done.
Regards
.

Thank you, Drab. The caps are a result of my Office Word programming and I forgot to change them.
You are right. This could be several poems.

Here are the gory details and missing information that I kept adding on, switching around, and confusing myself with so it didn't seem to work.  I apologize for the vulgarity but she was a horrible person and those words, as raw and unladylike as they are, seem to fit.

The Difference Between You and the Dung Beetle

Fate preempted, had to miss the first day of my new job.
Devastated, we buried Granny, for years, my substitute mom.
Death's first blow in close proximity. I could hardly breathe.
Convincingly sweet, you lied,
"That's okay, not a problem. My mom died too. I understand.
You'll need time. Can you come to work the day after the funeral?"

My new, compassionate supervisor and former co-worker,
we were a long way from our first job,
car hopping at Duke's A&W before you married him.
The girls warned me, way back when, but you seemed okay.
Besides, I don't listen to mean girl gossip.

I bought your act, suspected nothing, trusted, confided in you.
Like caterpillar frass you threw me off your scent while
bullshit spewed from your mouth
and you collected crap from every orifice.
How was I to know, you were psycho?
 
The difference between you and the dung beetle?
The dung beetle rolls shit for posterity,
your fecal engagement varies.
Random entertainment or a target in your site?
After a mindless fling of your signature brand of BS
are desultory results considered mere formalities of your habitual, flippant lies?
Sickening, you feign innocence.
I imagine you dropkick kittens.

Ah! But this time was different.
Motivated by vengeance
you set the stage.
Did you calculate the immense scope of your misdeed?
Unsuspecting marionettes’ dangled and hanged
in your tangled illusions.

Implications skillfully alluded in casual conversation
with your chosen emissary, our upper management.
As a close friend of my soon to be father-in-law,                    
her audience will be invariably engrossed while lines
delivered by  such an inculpable, esteemed player,
clobber their conscience then float in the rafters.
Retraction impossible.


Blithe indifference for the casualties at one fell swoop.
Harmony shattered, giant shards ensure deep cuts
in the carnage of my reputation
and assaulted integrity,
fragments scattered beyond the grasp of your intent.

Two waitresses, two cops, one separated from you- your ex.
Supplicated, impulsive Vegas road trip, just friends,
I'm promised like gender bunking.
I should have known.
My friend and your ex in the guy’s hotel room.
Wonder if he slept on the floor like the other cop
while she slept in the bed, like me?
Imagine that . . . doubtful and guilty by association.

My family polarized to satisfy your perverse jealousy  
about a trip that happened five years back
because someone had to pay for their indiscretion.
Does it please you that my in-laws think I tell lies about them?
Did it make you feel better?
Sure, your brand of sabotage cost me a job
your two faced evaluations, a slap in mine
but your childish petulance made you unbearable to work with anyway.


My marriage survived the turmoil
of your wicked interference.
Does it irk you?
I heard they finally caught you taking your son's Ritalin
and lying about people in evaluations.
Thank you for showing me what a lowlife really is.
I’d rather work with the dung beetle.

Deb G. 2017/04/28


Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DGSquared on April 29, 2017, 12:30:58 PM
Blonded

There once was a blonde by the river
where she wrote and fought off a piss-shiver
it wasn’t too bright
to stay up all night
for the poems that she had to deliver.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: kateD on April 29, 2017, 04:50:54 PM
Blonded

There once was a blonde by the river
where she wrote and fought off a piss-shiver
it wasn’t too bright
to stay up all night
for the poems that she had to deliver.


 ;D ;D ;D ;D ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 29, 2017, 04:57:24 PM
Awesome poems since I left ! You all are terrific! Here's my contribution for today.

Scars

My shell is cracked and my skin is raw,
my inside's out
look at me now.

I've been eating my tears too long,
my teeth have melted in salt
and my mouth is empty.

Give me a place for my pains
to heal
not tear again.

Give me a chance
to hatch
once more.

It is a good day to believe
time is a wide cloth
full of holes.

Hold tight.
Hold tight.
Hold tight.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 29, 2017, 05:06:17 PM
Deb

you did such a thorough review of the tread, you should be named Napo Gold Reader  :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 29, 2017, 05:34:12 PM



It is a good day to believe
time is a wide cloth
full of holes.


Superb phrase.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 29, 2017, 10:05:30 PM
The Diary of Clive Wearing

‘Live


http://www.newyorker.com/magazine/2007/09/24/the-abyss




This one has a very nice intense resounding quality to it.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 29, 2017, 10:06:10 PM
#32
What can you do in 55 minutes?

Run 10 miles (ok, 30 years ago)
Mow the lawn
Wash a car
Walk to work
Bake two batches of scones
Help children with homework
Drink one beer on Wednesday, three on Saturday
Endure Sunday service
Write a poem
Have bloods taken
Listen to Dark side of the moon (with 12 minutes to spare)
Recite the Our Father 60 times
Do 5 minute abs 11 times
Have a 'quick' phone conversation with my mother
Create a fast sketch
Walk the dog or wife
Play with the cat or wife
A scuba dive
Donate a pint of blood
Write a long overdue email to an old (and distant) friend
Hoover the house (carpets!)
Take the cat/dog to the vet
Taxi to the airport

What would you do if you only had 55 minutes left?











Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 29, 2017, 10:11:18 PM

What I Can’t Say

Where things vibrate
without words.


 


This is very nice Tom10.  The ending is masterful.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 29, 2017, 10:16:19 PM
#30
Up close, green leaves dominated,
furrowed to attention, in line
flower heads faced me,
bug eyed, as if frightened.
The more I looked
the more I thought
it wasn't fear,
they were simply in awe of themselves,
of just being.

Not content with a few,
my greedy eyes
opened towards their horizon.
The field, vast,
gradually condensed them to solid yellow,
I can't remember how blue the sky was
or what trees separated them.

I do remember sensing them as I would a creature,
could feel their collective wonder,
their perception that time exists
and knowledge that
for them it would end

immersed in their bright sadness.


Running on empty after nearly a month I closed my eyes, put the TV on mute, waited a minute, then pressed pause.
The image that faced me would be my next poem.
It was a huge field of sunflowers, all harmoniously orientated. The more I studied them, the more they became personified.
  

 



You liar!!!!  Hahaha an inspiring image of sunflowers popped up after a random mute/pause/1 minute rest/unpause.  Interesting tactic for inspiration.  It worked out in your favor.  I love it.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 29, 2017, 10:30:08 PM
Seriously REW!
I was hoping for something darker...but this image appeared. They were fabulous, and I began to see personalities in their faces.
There is something special about them though.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 29, 2017, 10:43:00 PM
Thank you, Drab. The caps are a result of my Office Word programming and I forgot to change them.
You are right. This could be several poems.
Here are the gory details and missing information that I kept adding on, switching around, and confusing myself with so it didn't seem to work.  I apologize for the vulgarity but she was a horrible person and those words, as raw and unladylike as they are, seem to fit.
The Difference Between You and the Dung Beetle

I think Dung Beetles are cool  :)
And this is much better.
There was so little time to spend on critique this month. Now it's almost over you can send it to RMP for critical analysis.
We were all very nice to each other in April...the gloves will be off in May...let the real games recommence  ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 30, 2017, 04:30:11 AM
Nearly done for the month, it's been a pleasant trip with good company.

Here's a short walk on the dark side as my penultimate offering.

=====

NaPo 29

No Second Place

I gave my youngest a short bladed knife,
told her it was a tool, not a weapon.
I saw her smile, weigh it in her hand,
quietly pleased that I trusted her.
Then I said, "But..."

I gave her the quick lesson,
the hidden grip,
the best target,
the decisive step,
the short swing with no warning.
Followed by the tactical retreat
and the walk away.

She smiled, but her eyes were serious.
"I'll probably never need to do that."

"I hope not.  I truly hope not.
But it you ever do, it's not a game."

She's a sensible girl,
already knows how to avoid trouble,
to talk her way clear,
and how to break bones if necessary.
But I'd be failing my duty as a father
if I didn't prepare her for the chance,
for the once in a lifetime encounter
when charm, wisdom, and decency
have to meet the dark side head on.

When there's no second place.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 30, 2017, 04:40:21 AM


The Difference Between You and the Dung Beetle

I imagine you dropkick kittens.


Deb, the whole thing is good, but that one line works well because it's the only bit of speculation amongst all the definite details.  It's almost a throwaway, yet the effect is anything but.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 30, 2017, 04:48:03 AM
Drab,

Really enjoyed your list of things to do in fifty-five minutes.

I'd probably, and predictably, write something.  Maybe writ large on a wall, with a scarlet aerosol can.  A final scream of defiance from someone unwilling to go quietly.

Something like "Damn, I'm not ready yet!"
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 30, 2017, 05:20:26 AM

Scars


It is a good day to believe
time is a wide cloth
full of holes.

Hold tight.
Hold tight.
Hold tight.


A lyrical description of raw nerve endings as the numbness wears off and you slowly start to grow a new skin.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 30, 2017, 08:11:23 AM
Not a good day for a last minute dash, so here's number thirty.  All neatly tied up with time to spare.

=====
NaPo 30

Fallow

It's a sombre day today.
Not sad, or melancholy,
or bitter, or even resigned.
Just sombre.

A day for serious thoughts
and reflections.
For weighing and balancing,
checking the load for equilibrium.
Considering options,
laying the groundwork for plans,
but not yet planning.

A limbo day,
between past and future,
a self-contained bubble of now
set aside from the flow of life.

Sometimes people,
just like a nutrient-stripped field
which has grown too much,
too fast, need a break,
to allow recovery.
To lie fallow for a while.

This is such a day,
and to ignore the signs would be folly.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 30, 2017, 08:22:48 AM
Drab,

Really enjoyed your list of things to do in fifty-five minutes.

I'd probably, and predictably, write something.  Maybe writ large on a wall, with a scarlet aerosol can.  A final scream of defiance from someone unwilling to go quietly.

Something like "Damn, I'm not ready yet!"

Thanks Gyppo.
There are so many things we could do, or think we'd do  :)
Loved the contrast between the very casual/light way #29 reads and the terrible incident it contemplates.
Liked it a lot.
Regards
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 30, 2017, 08:27:54 AM
Gyppo, you certainly finished with a flourish.
It's sad and wise and reads nicely.
Some excellent lines here.
I especially liked 'to lie fallow for a while'
Well done.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 30, 2017, 09:49:14 AM
Thank you Gyppo. :)
I've missed a few days but here's my last one guys

Now and then

Poetry was fingers stained blue with ink
it was pencils chewed to the core
and erased words hardly visible
lines crossed and replaced
margins lively with ideas
doodles and scribbles
dusty smell of paper.
A selfish pleasure.

It is now a bright screen full of signs
aching wrists and shoulders
and sore dried out eyes.
It is the clicking song
of an old keyboard
or the grinding
of a printer.
And share.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 30, 2017, 10:54:35 AM
Catherine, you've triggered a bonus with one of your lines.

Cheers, M'Dear.

=====

NaPo 31

The clicking song of an old keyboard?

It is a song, isn't it?
Rhythmic but never mechanically perfect.
A subtle blend of micro-pauses
and brief flurries, cradled
amongst the background rhythm.
The pause of a repeated letter,
held down for a fraction longer
instead of double-tapped
as they teach in typing schools.
Revealing the idiosyncrasies
of personal style,
or two arthritic fingers,
lagging slightly behind the others,
which are still supple and obedient.

In the typewriter days
the song of the keys was lost,
buried amongst the patter
of mechanical type-bars,
squashing the inky ribbon
against paper and platen.
Punctuated with the end of line ting,
and the rasp of the carriage return.
It was a more physical thing,
with an audible reward
for each line completed.

Now it's the same old song,
set to a slightly different tune.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on April 30, 2017, 12:01:45 PM
Now it's the same old song,
set to a slightly different tune.


I loved that sound  ;)

So glad a line of mine triggered a Gyppo's poem  :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 30, 2017, 12:30:59 PM
You're welcome.  You never know when or where the muse will strike.  You just have to be receptive to it.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 30, 2017, 01:32:18 PM

To this spontaneous community of NaPo celebrants:

Firstly--  I marvel at the way each writer took this thread and made it their own, whether with one poem, a cluster, or a full faith of thirty.  The variety and richness of the contributions and quality of writing is beyond expectation.  I am enriched and humbled to have had the privilege of sharing this experience, this voyage, with each of you.  Thank you.  

Secondly-- You recall the current Poetry Challenge is accepting NaPo-posted poems.  Please, please, please self-select from your poems and PM to me as many as you'd like.  For some of you more prolific posters, I expect to receive 4-6 of your best.  Let's make this Poetry Challenge a showcase of what we have done together this last 30 days.  The voting is secondary -- just make sure your poems appear alongside those of your fellow NaPo'ers as a tribute to them as much as your own work.

Thirdly-- My poems number is over 30, so this one doesn’t count, and besides, I first wrote it for NaPo three years ago.  But I’ve revised and reposted at the end of NaPo each year since.  So here’s this year’s edit:


    Period In Italics.

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 30, 2017, 02:13:42 PM
Secondly-- You recall the current Poetry Challenge is accepting NaPo-posted poems.  Please, please, please self-select from your poems and PM to me as many as you'd like.  For some of you more prolific posters, I expect to receive 4-6 of your best.

Decisions, decisions...  This is the hard part ;-)

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: kateD on April 30, 2017, 04:15:12 PM
You guys are awesome. I really respect the talent and tenacity of this group of poets. I can't wait to read what you consider your best in the Poetry Challenge. The anonymity is out the window, but, eh.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 30, 2017, 04:33:40 PM
I suspect it will come down to picking our personal favourites rather than what others might consider to be our best.  Poets are notoriously poor at rating their own work.  Except for the occasional poem which makes the hair on your arms stand on end, or whatever your personal 'this is special' gut level response happens to be.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on April 30, 2017, 04:46:50 PM
The Last Post

A mournful tune played at military funerals
and commemorations for the many fallen
millions of soldiers dead, gone and forgotten.
Make way for the new war, a new generation
marches to the drum, eyes wrapped in flags
followed by the body-bags that taxes bought.
Animals for the slaughterhouse sense the end
but with heads bowed to digital narcissism
and nanny-state deception, economic webs
and government lies, we are conditioned
to feel overdue for the hellish Great Culling.  
 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on April 30, 2017, 05:44:24 PM
The Last Post
...we are conditioned
to feel overdue for the hellish Great Culling.  

So damned true.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: kateD on April 30, 2017, 07:21:58 PM
You guys are so damned good.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 30, 2017, 07:25:46 PM
You are to, Kate - enough of this modesty stuff. :)  I expect submission(s) from you for the PC.  thank you. :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: kateD on April 30, 2017, 07:29:06 PM
I expect submission(s) from you for the PC.  thank you. :)

Ar, ar, ar! I didn't submit anything worthy of a PC to NaPo 2017. But I frolicked in what everyone else posted.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on April 30, 2017, 07:38:06 PM
No arguing Kate, I want 2 poems by sundown. >:( >:(

-- -

I enjoyed the reading frolic as well.  :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 30, 2017, 09:29:11 PM
Not a good day for a last minute dash, so here's number thirty.  All neatly tied up with time to spare.

=====
NaPo 30

Fallow

It's a sombre day today.
Not sad, or melancholy,
or bitter, or even resigned.
Just sombre.

A day for serious thoughts
and reflections.
For weighing and balancing,
checking the load for equilibrium.
Considering options,
laying the groundwork for plans,
but not yet planning.

A limbo day,
between past and future,
a self-contained bubble of now
set aside from the flow of life.

Sometimes people,
just like a nutrient-stripped field
which has grown too much,
too fast, need a break,
to allow recovery.
To lie fallow for a while.

This is such a day,
and to ignore the signs would be folly.

Gyppo

Wow Gyppo you have been on fire creating all these poems.  I am a fan of the dictionary.  Sometimes I pick a word I like and write something to embody the word.  I wonder if you did that too?  Anyhoo, you have been very prolific here for NAPO with lots of good stuff.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 30, 2017, 09:38:41 PM
OK, I've done my time, accepted and completed the challenge.
Tom brought me here, kicking and screaming (me not him).
Now it's over, I'm sad! Because I thoroughly enjoyed the discipline of having to produce a poem every day.
I've been sporadic here (to say the least) in the last few years, as many others have. RMP used to be a wonderful thread, with a nice balance of newbies and more experienced poets. I think most will agree that Tom deserves to be applauded for the determination and generosity he's lavished on RMP as he's endeavoured to maintain its relevance in MWC.
His 'behind the scenes' efforts take up much of his time too; PM-ing encouragement.
You could (and I hope you do) thank him for all he's done, but I'd imagine a promise to play a more active role in RMP would please him more. (Two 'mores' in one sentence  ::) )
The downside of that is you'll probably be seeing more dying/death/diseased/dismal/dreary/drab poems  ;D
Thank Tom for that as well  ;D
Thanks Tom  :-*
   
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 30, 2017, 09:41:31 PM
My contributions have been feeble and pathetic.  I thought maybe I could squeeze out another, but I doubt it.  In addition to my mental problems hahahaha that I have, I coach soccer for little boys and I am new at the coaching part so have been busy studying fun little soccer drills, I work very hard, then there is family, cleaning, cooking, and flower planting...not to mention Skippy the dog, and 2 felines.

You have been impressive.  I have been doing my best to even keep up reading them all.  Sorry I couldn't do more.  Life has been dragging due to the evils of a boss at work. I became energetic bc he is being fired, but I crapped out when it took too long...things were side tracked by a superintendent who inappropriately spent millions in federal money hahaha so many winners...Hopefully soon...I was told sooner than I think. Maybe tomorrow he will be gone, but I dare not get excited and then NAPO will be over.

Blah Blah

Great job poets!!! ;D ;D :D :o
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 30, 2017, 09:45:03 PM
OK, I've done my time, accepted and completed the challenge.
Tom brought me here, kicking and screaming (me not him).
Now it's over, I'm sad! Because I thoroughly enjoyed the discipline of having to produce a poem every day.
I've been sporadic here (to say the least) in the last few years, as many others have. RMP used to be a wonderful thread, with a nice balance of newbies and more experienced poets. I think most will agree that Tom deserves to be applauded for the determination and generosity he's lavished on RMP as he's endeavoured to maintain its relevance in MWC.
His 'behind the scenes' efforts take up much of his time too; PM-ing encouragement.
You could (and I hope you do) thank him for all he's done, but I'd imagine a promise to play a more active role in RMP would please him more. (Two 'mores' in one sentence  ::) )
The downside of that is you'll probably be seeing more dying/death/diseased/dismal/dreary/drab poems  ;D
Thank Tom for that as well  ;D
Thanks Tom  :-*
   


Yes I agree Tom deserves applause for his efforts and infectious enthusiasm.  He is an engine for this site.  He tried to make me welcome here from the get go.  I will put him in the 5 percent too.  Please don't be jealous  :P
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 30, 2017, 09:45:20 PM
Thank you Tom!!!!
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on April 30, 2017, 09:46:44 PM
Do you think they could keep this up a few days past the close?  There are some I have not had a chance to comment on and I might need to do so
some saving.  I hate being so busy...I also have to make a rainbow and edit a program...
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 30, 2017, 09:55:31 PM
Forgot to say how amazed I was to read people say things like 'I'm not a poet' or 'I don't think my poems are any good'.
I won't mention who they are, but they were so wrong!
Thank you all for sharing your imagination, your lives, your creativity and your intelligence...it was quite a ride  :-*
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 30, 2017, 09:57:07 PM
Yes I agree Tom deserves applause for his efforts and infectious enthusiasm.  He is an engine for this site.  He tried to make me welcome here from the get go.  I will put him in the 5 percent too.  Please don't be jealous  :P

Hope that means I'm his neighbour?  :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 30, 2017, 10:01:16 PM
Do you think they could keep this up a few days past the close?  There are some I have not had a chance to comment on and I might need to do so
some saving.  I hate being so busy...I also have to make a rainbow and edit a program...

I'd imagine if there is traffic on the thread it won't be removed.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on April 30, 2017, 10:08:26 PM
My contributions have been feeble and pathetic.
[/quote

Read the crits you received REW!
Your poems were anything but 'feeble and pathetic'.
Get involved with RMP, write and critique...make Tom happy  ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on May 01, 2017, 02:29:40 AM
Wow Gyppo you have been on fire creating all these poems.  I am a fan of the dictionary.  Sometimes I pick a word I like and write something to embody the word.  I wonder if you did that too?  Anyhoo, you have been very prolific here for NAPO with lots of good stuff.

Words are my 'thing', just as I have a nephew, and great nephew, who play with numbers with equal ease.  It's the way our minds are 'wired'.

I just read a lot as a kid and have never really stopped since.  As a family we have always played with words.  If I read a new word which Mum or Dad were unsure about - or sometimes pretended to be so as to encourage the dictionary/reference/reading habit - I was always exhorted to 'Look it up'.  I'm lucky in that the words tend to stick in my memory for fairly easy retrieval.

Some kids have an early aptitude for art, or music.  I was in love with words, entranced by their shape and music, even before I could read or write.  Mum and Dad both used to tell me stories they made up, or passed down from their parents.

Most of my poems tend to be stories or narratives of one sort or another, usually based on real events, presented in a different form from 'ordinary' prose.  Snapshots of life.  My Sister is very good with words too but leans more towards painting.  Still writes poetry, but tends to keep it to herself.

My maternal Great Gran was totally illiterate and had to sign for her pension with a cross, the classic "Make your mark here, please."  My Mum apparently taught her to sign her name so she could collect her pension with a bit more dignity, and write short messages on greetings cards.  The old lady never really learned to read or write to any extent, but was incredibly proud of that little bit she knew. (She started work at the age of eight, back when schooling wasn't compulsory.)  General literacy is not as ancient as most people tend to assume.

I am one of those people who can genuinely forget to eat when I'm lost in reading or writing.  Not always a good thing ;-)

Gyppo



  
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on May 01, 2017, 06:09:02 AM
So sad this month is at an end! It was great sharing these moments/words with you all. A special mention to Tom of course. He's a devoted mentor to all of us, and an awesome poet. He is an inspiration to me, really is  :).

Thank you all.
Catherine
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on May 01, 2017, 12:49:15 PM
Thank you Gyppo. :)
I've missed a few days but here's my last one guys

Now and then

Poetry was fingers stained blue with ink
it was pencils chewed to the core
and erased words hardly visible
lines crossed and replaced
margins lively with ideas
doodles and scribbles
dusty smell of paper.
A selfish pleasure.

It is now a bright screen full of signs
aching wrists and shoulders
and sore dried out eyes.
It is the clicking song
of an old keyboard
or the grinding
of a printer.
And share.


Thank you for this shaped poem, Catherine. Most pleasant to see. And may I add that your worst English poem is far superior to my best French one. :D
Tom absolutely starred this month, and him and Dave have been stalwarts on a lonely RMP for the past year but drab returned before Napo, which was very welcome, as a top contributor. Linda is back on RMP, Gyppo contributed massively to Napo. Richard and Kate also showed up which was great, Catherine sparkled, REW weighed in, and there was a nice sprinkling of cameo appearances, including the irreverent and irrepressible Dylan. I hope I haven't forgotten anyone - i was there too.  ;D

I guess my point is to say, stop by RMP when you can, and let's keep the camaraderie going.
Cheers, everyone. Job well done.     

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on May 01, 2017, 01:25:18 PM
Mark, Catherine, drab, Gyppo, Dave, REW, everyone --  its been a great ride.  :) :)

We know we can take this spirit, if not pace, to RMP.

Be sure to vote in the Poetry Challenge when I get it posted. And . . .

Mark your calendar for April, 2018 -- we found out this year just what it can be, and I expect all of you bastards back here next year.  ;D

And keep your eye out for maybe a notice or something about a Midsummer Poetry Fest. ::) ::)

 8)
T
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on May 02, 2017, 10:48:20 AM

T-man, is that avatar you in your Arlo Guthrie phase?

Dig this, man   ;D

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KYE4-_Yzj60
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on May 02, 2017, 11:12:51 AM


Don't touch my bags, if you please . . . .  ;D ;D

Sadly, no,  Mark- it is George Perec - an artist of whom I knew nothing until CatherineF brought him to my attention - well worth googling. :)

I love the look on his face - so open, expressive, like there is something behind the eyes.   :)

- ------------- ---

The poll will be going up later today.  Sorry it is taking so long.  We have 36 entries.  I usually post the poems in the order received, but that didn't seem right when they have been coming in in batches, so I found a random number generator online to assist.  I used it to randomly assign each poem a number and then to randomly pick the order of the poems.  I am tracking the reordering on my master scorecard. Of course you didn't want to know any of this.  Because of the unique situation, I am taking the liberty of including three of my poems as well, I hope no one is upset or put off by this.



Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on May 02, 2017, 12:12:55 PM

Because of the unique situation, I am taking the liberty of including three of my poems as well, I hope no one is upset or put off by this.

Why should they be?  You did your time in the trenches along with the rest of us.

I hope the grand total means some of the more reluctant 'poets in denial' proved willing to join in ;-)

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Catherine F on May 02, 2017, 01:17:20 PM
The more reluctant 'poets in denial' proved willing to join in ;-)

The foreigner "poet in denial" has joined already  ;D

Tom I'm so happy you chose this avatar, therefore introducing George Perec to our friends...Let's join the OULIPO  :D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on May 03, 2017, 10:53:42 AM
  
In the thirty days of April, 2017, our NaPo thread hosted the work of eighteen authors and featured 268 poems. There were 636 postings to the thread, and over 6,750 views.  
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on May 04, 2017, 02:10:39 AM
Hope that means I'm his neighbour?  :)

Yes you and Tom are neighbors in this world...cannot think of the right name for the street...
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on May 04, 2017, 02:12:29 AM
Mark, Catherine, drab, Gyppo, Dave, REW, everyone --  its been a great ride.  :) :)

We know we can take this spirit, if not pace, to RMP.

Be sure to vote in the Poetry Challenge when I get it posted. And . . .

Mark your calendar for April, 2018 -- we found out this year just what it can be, and I expect all of you bastards back here next year.  ;D

And keep your eye out for maybe a notice or something about a Midsummer Poetry Fest. ::) ::)

 8)
T

Thanks for doing this Tom.  You do a really nice job.  I wish I was more involved this year, but just a really busy time.  it is 2 am!!! 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on May 04, 2017, 02:16:13 AM
My contributions have been feeble and pathetic.
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Read the crits you received REW!
Your poems were anything but 'feeble and pathetic'.
Get involved with RMP, write and critique...make Tom happy  ;D

Maybe I will try to get into RMP, but it is hard for me.  I really did have a terrible experience on another site and ah...I don't know how to describe it...It was really hard thinking I was part of a community when I wasn't...and I guess I am just sort of detached.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: REW on May 04, 2017, 02:17:34 AM
Moderators please don't take this down yet.  There are some people I would like to maybe pm or respond to still.  Thanks  :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on May 04, 2017, 08:27:05 AM
REW - not to worry -- this thread won't be taken down at all.  The prior years' NaPo threads are still up, in the receding layers of the Coffee House past. :)

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: kateD on May 04, 2017, 09:55:37 AM
 
In the thirty days of April, 2017, our NaPo thread hosted the work of eighteen authors and featured 268 poems. There were 636 postings to the thread, and over 6,750 views.  

WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on May 04, 2017, 08:00:27 PM
Maybe I will try to get into RMP, but it is hard for me.  I really did have a terrible experience on another site and ah...I don't know how to describe it...It was really hard thinking I was part of a community when I wasn't...and I guess I am just sort of detached.

We have the occasional spat on RMP, but not too many  :)
There aren't any prima donnas in attendance at the moment, so it's a comfortable place to visit.
Stick around for a while, what have you got to lose?
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Shortcross on May 05, 2017, 11:11:08 AM
We have the occasional spat on RMP, but not too many  :)
There aren't any prima donnas in attendance at the moment, so it's a comfortable place to visit.
Stick around for a while, what have you got to lose?


There are probably just as many spats on the prose side of the fence. Generally comes down to authors forgetting that it's their work that's being critiqued - not themselves. Personally, I like a 'no holds barred' critique, as long as it's valid :)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on May 05, 2017, 01:31:43 PM

It's best to take these things from whence they come. Choose to use or lose is a near-perfect dictum.
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on May 05, 2017, 02:20:34 PM
Take Note!

I have been persuaded to shorten the voting time on the NaPo Poetry Challenge - voting now closes May 15 - so get it done!

Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: drab on May 06, 2017, 10:15:14 PM
There are probably just as many spats on the prose side of the fence. Generally comes down to authors forgetting that it's their work that's being critiqued - not themselves. Personally, I like a 'no holds barred' critique, as long as it's valid :)

Totally agree, but 'valid' is enough to cause another war  ;D :(
But Kate is mending (lowering) fences by inviting us poem (we only use to top half of a page) people to venture into your multi-paged world  :)
Hope you've voted! 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Shortcross on May 07, 2017, 04:55:29 AM
Yep, I've voted, and even received a vote! I didn't expect that :-)
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on May 09, 2017, 11:43:54 AM
Spread the word - the Poetry Challenge needs more voters - your benefit is the wonderful poems you get to read -- FOR FREE!  ;D ;D

http://mywriterscircle.com/index.php?topic=62080.0


We can't let this end with more poets than voters, dammit. >:(
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on May 15, 2017, 09:50:21 AM
CONGRATULATIONS TO AUTHOR OF NAPO WINNING POEM MARLBORO MOMENT - - -  MARK T !! 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on May 15, 2017, 09:52:09 AM
Way to go Mark!

And congrats to all who participated, and especially to those hardy souls who completed the challenge of writing 30 poems in 30 days.  You know who you are.   ;D ;D
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on May 15, 2017, 03:38:26 PM

Eish. Thanks Tom, and thanks to everybody who participated in the poll. There were some really good pieces posted there, so I'll take this as a big compliment. Does this mean i have to set the next poetry challenge?
And what was that about a banquet with CP?  ;D   
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Tom 10 on May 15, 2017, 04:53:39 PM
Yes, you get to host the next Poetry Challenge :)

and yes, contact Cornelious about the banquet. :)

and congrats again, big guy!
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Gyppo on May 15, 2017, 07:20:14 PM
Congratulations, Mark.  Well deserved.

It was a close contest there.

Gyppo
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: Mark T on May 16, 2017, 02:39:27 PM

Thank you, Gyppo. It was close and deservedly so - when i read through those poems, I'm amazed at the talent on display, especially considering these were 24 hour poems, every 24 hours. Think I'm actually going to print them out and have them made into a booklet anthology, crediting the authors but if anyone has any copyright objections, speak now and forever withhold your piece. 
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DGSquared on July 14, 2017, 05:47:05 AM
I apologize for suddenly dropping out but I had to tend to preparations for our youngest son's high school graduation, then things snowballed into a frenzy. Hard to believe when I became one of the family here, that son was in second grade. It's scary that years fly by so quickly.


I wanted to stop by this thread with a message for all of the contributors and our fearless instigator.

Thank you for sharing your creativity and for encouraging mine. I feel it a privilege to have peeked into the windows of your creative palaces.

This truly was an inspirational and fun journey. Thank you for allowing me to tag along.  :-* :)

~Deb
Title: Re: National Poetry Month Celebration [juvenile & adult language/themes]
Post by: DGSquared on November 15, 2017, 05:10:01 AM
Yeah, yeah, yeah. ::)

 This topic has not been posted in 120 days but I've got a poetry challenge that needs involvement so I'm asking you wonderful poets to click right here (http://mywriterscircle.com/index.php?topic=62825.0) for a quick ride to the challenge. Please participate and grow your personal poetry collection and yourself at the same time.

Thanks!
~Deb