Saturday, April 28, 2018

Day 28 NaPoWriMo: Rules to Live by

I followed the prompt and did a prose poem for a post card.

Post Card: Rules to Live by

Please mention to your five year old self that spoons are for noses and forks are for music. The tenor and alto are not for your vocals, only soprano will do. Try harder. Then try a little harder until the hard becomes a rhythm and write using a pen, not a pen using you. The music stops and you stop. Our robotic envy,  we need to see the movement of others, we need the sound of their breath to assure us that we breathe too, that we live too.

Friday, April 27, 2018

Day 13 NaPoWriMo: Earth

Playing catch up again and still more poems to go! I chose to up end the statement "it's raining cats and dogs"

Earth

It's raining people.
They fall like
angels without wings,
neither animal or apostle,
neither holy or evil;
they fall forever
in the spaces between
paradise and the abyss,
a place of air and fire,
made from the clay
of their rough skin
scorched from the sun
upon this beautiful Earth.

Day 12 NaPoWriMo: Haibun: Bare

I'm playing catch up!

Haibun: Bare

A bear found asphalt on a summer’s day
on the cracked roads.
A tire found the bear’s grand paw and up
there in an old rot tree
the bear climbed; its bulk hung like a branch.

Suburbanites took
pictures of a wild pain.
Their Facebook read: ‘bare.”

Day 27 NaPoWriMo: The Devil

Followed the prompt and chose "The Devil" for my tarot card here. I wanted to attribute humans in some kind of animalistic way so I chose us to be the mouse, the devil's prey.




The Devil
To pray or prey the devil
knows both the hunted
and hunter, fallen
and glorified.

He does not require speech. He moves and the world moves. He blinks and the world blinks.
He perches like a hawk
that waits for the mouse
to peek out from its hole
for a chance at Eden.

Thursday, April 26, 2018

Day 26 NaPoWriMo: Reality

On prompt. Tried to use all of the 5 senses in this one.

Reality

You are being entertained
in your hot seat
eyes watch in the window
pink copper canyons majesty
forever made from the palm
of love and greed
pixels become images
stilled
hair and wrinkles
stretched and straightened

Your ears are being energized
audio synthesis
beautiful voices
laughter rage sustained
our bodies burn with the sounds
we feed from carbohydrate
to entertainment
the collapse of speech

You are being entertained
our slurs and side thoughts
recorded in rapid speed
we write what we think
we do not think
we speak
our tongues search engines
that churn the abyss

You are being entertained
and all the screens
technicolor sites
as if we could see
really see
into this world
we do not create,
but we only think we can
like the little engine
we could build a planet out of code
brick by numbered brick
baked clay rough on our brain

But we are being entertained
there is no plan B
as a species,
we are entertained
by the simplest of things.

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

Day 25 NaPoWriMo: No Warning

On prompt today, what warning label do I come with? None. You just have to figure out as you get to know me...

No Warning

I don't come with warning labels
              take me
                              or
                                  leave me
I am a living liability.

Tuesday, April 24, 2018

Day 24: NaPoWriMo Elegy

Followed the prompt and wrote an elegy for my grandmother.

Elegy

I will remember you as the
hummingbird

that flew in through the porch
door,

the one that fluttered into my
hands

and waited for me to take it
outside

and let you go.