inside my mountain (cont. 9)
wet, boots on
my path, found
first blossoms on ground
Wednesday, February 29, 2012
air time
air time
“jack!”
“gotcha”
“sez who?”
“sez 7 up”
“ok jack”
“gotcha”
“again?”
“sure”
“ok jack”
“bring shoe in?”
“ok jack”
“slot 4”
“dang”
“yeah bang bang”
“ok jack”
“gotcha”
“don’t”
“won’t”
“ok jack”
“out”
“out”
“jack!”
“gotcha”
“sez who?”
“sez 7 up”
“ok jack”
“gotcha”
“again?”
“sure”
“ok jack”
“bring shoe in?”
“ok jack”
“slot 4”
“dang”
“yeah bang bang”
“ok jack”
“gotcha”
“don’t”
“won’t”
“ok jack”
“out”
“out”
Monday, February 27, 2012
Prompt: Dragnet
Write a poem that might be heard over a police walkie-talkie. Find words with multiple meanings that wouldn't mind going out over a loud speaker. And/or, what is Lucy & Charlie Brown's teacher really saying? Play with distortion, echo, reverb, and send out a dragnet for a different kind of "open mic" poem ...Tags: poem, dragnet, [poet's moniker]
Image credit: Cartoonist George Berlin, from his blog here
sudden delight poem - call and response with google image search
sudden delight poem
internet picture response [first of about 4.45 million responses]:
[http://www.sulisminerva.org/poetic-imagery/]
internet picture response:
[making noise for climate change]
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http://blaine.org/jules/mermaid1.jpg
From Imaginary Menagerie
Wednesday, February 22, 2012
nightmare
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| we try less rapidly. We then try more hypothetical means the complete nightmare that all we had we had to carry more and more uncertain we correct the imbalances Yes, we forfeited space and the level plunged What was the |
"Get Over It!"
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| "Get Over It!" Going without Ibuprofen once Give out With a Peevish mood Complain about death in a way Just about Leave the couch accidentally take the car out Rose Feels all prickly Shout "We frequently knock The price we pay |
Monday, February 20, 2012
IMUNURI prompt: find a poem
This week, find a poem.
~ It may be in a recovered or randomly chosen scrap of paper.
~ It could be a passage from some bit of prose written with no intention toward poetry.
~ Maybe you'll overhear and transcribe something that has a poignant quality to it.
~ Or take a page of text and black out everything that isn't a poem.
Open your ears, eyes, heart and soul to receive poetry from an unexpected source.
Post your poem when you find it.
Keywords: foundry, poem, your name
Some inspiration:
Newspaper blackout poems
http://newspaperblackout.com/
lovely words
lovely words
jasmine essence of the heart
fishing weights
heavy shadows
orchid soaking in mushroom water
as we head to the man cave together.
between scent & taste
perfumed hemisphere
guhr appears like novel thoughts
sometimes white
even red & black
in Stendhal moments.
grab the senses to stay here
(imagine) cloudy swirls
along for the ride
under the nascent moon
sinew & tissue
dance naked.
jasmine essence of the heart
fishing weights
heavy shadows
orchid soaking in mushroom water
as we head to the man cave together.
between scent & taste
perfumed hemisphere
guhr appears like novel thoughts
sometimes white
even red & black
in Stendhal moments.
grab the senses to stay here
(imagine) cloudy swirls
along for the ride
under the nascent moon
sinew & tissue
dance naked.
Thursday, February 16, 2012
Abecedarian: favored words
“Ah, baloney.”
Shoot a blunderbuss
under a bumbershoot.
Caraway. Even as a young'un,
I
sensed the seeds of abandon.
For the rarest of what’s common,
I choose dandelion.
Embouchure was for fluting
until
I saw my baby nursing.
In Ferrocarril
each RR rolls
railroad
rhythm.
Reckon it’s easier to admire gonzo
not knowing exactly
what it is.
Heliofranticulating: nineteen letters
on
a body’s disequilibrium.
Ischia, suboptimally,
come
with a k sound.
Jujube, from Greek zizyphon,
shows that Zs grow
into Js.
Likely you’ve heard of kookaburra
and
never heard a kookaburra.
Lambic is a fermented adjective,
downed
as a noun.
When Bert sang, “La-la-la-linoleum!”
I
imagined an opulent gazebo.
Sprouting open and shutting,
the
whole mouth loves mushroom.
Elements of beauty like nacre
seem
to deserve their specificity.
Favored words are disproportionately
onomatopoeic (yummy
itself).
Stretch consciously before exercise
psoas not to strain.
I’ve laid a triple-scoring quiz in
Scrabble,
but never corralled
quixotic.
In poetry, rondeau from the French,
in
music, Italian, rondo.
Not still said: sockdolager (1820s, a
blow)
and sploghm (1940, goodbye)
Onomotopeic scene: novelist narrating
a tête-à-tête on a
typewriter
Beware the umberhulk—
ape’s
body with head like a beetle’s.
Always thought villains should
pen
villanelles in their villas.
What humans will anthropomorphize!
Will-o-the-wisps are ignited
swamp farts.
Primeval xeriscapes
had
no name before 1985.
“The dressmaker makes dresses,
and her daughter’s full
of yesses.”
Zettabyte’s theoretical in 2012,
when the Internet is
reckoned in exa-.
Monday, February 13, 2012
Prompt: Beloved Wor(l)d
"I heart earth" ... I was fascinated by the word Egypt as a child because it had 3 letters in a row that went below the line. The word sycophantic sounded like a delicacy. I was enamored with the meaning of ebullient. Write a poem about wordlove, yours or someone else's.
If you like, spark off this Ferruso painting, weighing (a la the Goddess Maat) the heft of our heart depths to a feather breath of wind, during this season when springs open up our hearts after long dark. What is the measure of our favored word? What is its value at the scales of meaning? How does it materialize in us?
Labels: heart, poem, [poet's moniker]
Image credit: From the 2011 Eclectix Interview with Ewelina Ferruso Koszykowski, Painting entitled "Heart as Light as a Feather"
3am (dream orbits)
when i am upside down
from where the world is at 3pm
(which happens daily, circa 3am)
i am in another world,
flying under earth.
perhaps that's why the
dreams come,
to help me cling to
earth, which
spinning at more
than 700
miles per hour
is a mix of centrifuge and concaviting vortex:
that's why the dreams come
from gravity's hurricane,
earth flying.
who needs a broom?
the speed heaves neurons hithering
yawn
the other day i was upside down
on the earth dreaming
maybe that's why there's so often rivers
waters flows, it's the residual of
the air surrounding earth whooshing
in my head
my friend says gravity
is the earth's love for us
holding us close - the earth
lets go of me at night,
swaying under
each night
a dream inversion
Thursday, February 9, 2012
predawn
When I’m upside-down and hear the cry “water”
drop from deadsleep into yeast-slime space of housebody
muttering mad with the care of fathertime to plastic cup
kitchen and she better say thank you and then she does
as the night opens in thundershower relief, love of drinking earth:
May all heal rightly and fast, prayer to pillow, forgiveness
in the Mobius loop of time rising up until the atmosphere.
drop from deadsleep into yeast-slime space of housebody
muttering mad with the care of fathertime to plastic cup
kitchen and she better say thank you and then she does
as the night opens in thundershower relief, love of drinking earth:
May all heal rightly and fast, prayer to pillow, forgiveness
in the Mobius loop of time rising up until the atmosphere.
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
Another hemisphere
Another hemisphere
when ! am upside down
my bare feet are vulnerable
to acorn
drops
& blood rushes
down
to my head
& my hair tingles
& my glasses fall off
& coins spill from my pockets
& ! find myself in another hemisphere
where ! have to box blue kangaroos
as my prayers and shares fall out
! am useful as a salt shaker
in a roomful of sinners
when ! am upside down
my bare feet are vulnerable
to acorn
drops
& blood rushes
down
to my head
& my hair tingles
& my glasses fall off
& coins spill from my pockets
& ! find myself in another hemisphere
where ! have to box blue kangaroos
as my prayers and shares fall out
! am useful as a salt shaker
in a roomful of sinners
Monday, February 6, 2012
IMUNURI Prompt: Upside down
with the phrase,
when I am upside-down
You might also substitute
a different verb for am
such as hang, drink, sing,
fly, spin, or dream.
keywords: poem, upside-down, your name
***
The Fool settles beneath a tree, intent on finding the spiritual self. There s/he stays for nine days, without eating and barely moving. People pass by, and animals, clouds, the wind, the rain,the stars, sun and moon. On the ninth day, with no conscious thought of why, The Fool climbs a branch and dangles upside down like a child, giving up for a moment, what the self is, wants,
knows or cares about. Coins fall from The Fool's pockets and as s/he gazes down on them - seeing them not as money but only as round bits of metal - everything suddenly
changes perspective. It is as if The Fool hangs between the mundane world and the spiritual world, able to see both. It is a dazzling moment, dreamlike yet crystal clear. Connections never before understood are realized, and mysteries are revealed.
Saturday, February 4, 2012
Blue frost slinky
glacier high above a rain forest
beach less than a day away from ice
blue frost descends
down bridal melted cobalt
wizened water drips
knowing bottled crystal ships
crack open chests of quicksand
hopes on the rocks (of)
delusions of grandeur
beach less than a day away from ice
blue frost descends
down bridal melted cobalt
wizened water drips
knowing bottled crystal ships
crack open chests of quicksand
hopes on the rocks (of)
delusions of grandeur
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
Untitled slinky
At our first PTA meeting at our daughter's new
school, my wife gives me a little bit of a prod.
The dad in charge of the dad's maintenance muster roll,
Paul, gives me a firm handclasp and a welcoming smile.
While we talk, I notice details in the multipurpose space:
faces of celebrities drinking milk, the piano, the stage.
Age has made me able to enter a school by the front door
grace on my shoulders, but I flash back to third grade.
April we moved to a new school in Hawaii, a new place
all over. The school buildings were military barrack style.
God, I stared up at the windows that opened with a long pole
through group time and reading time and math squad,
poor new kid, trying to keep the tears in his head until two.
***
THE FORM:
Rhymes inform both the first (or second) word and last (or penultimate) word of each line. For the first half of the poem, the rhyme scheme is a-b, b-c, c-d... so that the last word of the line rhymes with the first word of the next line. The center line starts with a word that rhymes with the last word of the prior line and ends with a word the "a" rhyme. The poem then reverses the order of the rhyme c-d, b-c, a-b, so that the first word of each line rhymes with the last word of the following line. The rhyme scheme of this sample is
a-b
b-c
c-d
d-e
e-f
f-g
g-a
f-g
e-f
d-e
c-d
b-c
a-b
school, my wife gives me a little bit of a prod.
The dad in charge of the dad's maintenance muster roll,
Paul, gives me a firm handclasp and a welcoming smile.
While we talk, I notice details in the multipurpose space:
faces of celebrities drinking milk, the piano, the stage.
Age has made me able to enter a school by the front door
grace on my shoulders, but I flash back to third grade.
April we moved to a new school in Hawaii, a new place
all over. The school buildings were military barrack style.
God, I stared up at the windows that opened with a long pole
through group time and reading time and math squad,
poor new kid, trying to keep the tears in his head until two.
***
THE FORM:
Rhymes inform both the first (or second) word and last (or penultimate) word of each line. For the first half of the poem, the rhyme scheme is a-b, b-c, c-d... so that the last word of the line rhymes with the first word of the next line. The center line starts with a word that rhymes with the last word of the prior line and ends with a word the "a" rhyme. The poem then reverses the order of the rhyme c-d, b-c, a-b, so that the first word of each line rhymes with the last word of the following line. The rhyme scheme of this sample is
a-b
b-c
c-d
d-e
e-f
f-g
g-a
f-g
e-f
d-e
c-d
b-c
a-b
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