Looks like we made it! Today is the last day of theNaPoWriMo (National Poetry Month)poetry challenge! 30 poems in 30 days never felt so good. I am super honored to present my last poem for the month and it was featured on today'sNPR radio program Tell Me More. To celebrate National Poetry Month hostMichel Martinfeatured the lyrical art form in a unique way, fusing poetry and social media. In the month longMuses and Metaphorseries, Twitter users were asked to tweet poems using 140 characters or less and post them with the #TMMPoetry hashtag. Curator of the series, Holly Bassthen set out to select her favorites to feature on the show and mine was chosen to close out the series!
To read and listen to my Twitter poem Feed Me, which was featured on the show click here. You can also listen to the entire Muses and Metaphor segment below which features my poem along with Holly's explanation of why she chose it to end the series.
Thanks so much to everyone who supported me by reading my poems and pushing me on to the finish line. To the other writers and poets who also participated in this challenge please know that you inspired and entertained me along the way and I am definitely richer for having done this with an amazingly talented group of bloggers! Please let me know your thoughts about my radio feature! Cheers!
Feed Me
Feed me, put poetry on the plate. I'll dine with gratitude savoring the taste. Digesting every word. Leaving no diameter to waste.
To enjoy your last serving of lyrics and lines for National Poetry Month, please visit these talented bloggers as they say goodbye to NaPoWriMo!
With two more days to go in the NaPoWriMopoetry challenge, I decided to pay further homage to the genre by presenting my last two pieces (today and tomorrow) in the form of"ars poetica", which is simply poetry about the art of poetry or the art of writing. Per Wikipedia, the definition of "ars poetica" in the past decade extends to defining techniques of rhetoric, including but not limited to: writing about writing, singing about singing, thinking about thinking, etc. Stemming first from poetry on poetry, "ars poetica" is now widely used as a literary device to enhance imagery, understanding, or profundity.
I wrote a piece recently that is perfect for today and it first appeared on the BlogNostic's websiteas a part of their spoken word series. So as not to cheat on the challenge, I also wrote a haiku in the ars poetica form that you can read before the longer piece. Please also watch the video below of me reciting the poem, My Release. The amazing folks over atBlogNosticsdid a fabulous job producing the video and it adds much to the original work. It was a joy to work with them. Now please enjoy my haiku, Joy and the longer poem My Release:
Joy (Haiku)
Coloring up life
Rendering beauty
In words, sentences and joy
***
My Release
Imagine me filling you up You’d be imprinted with passion marks all over as I release My love is a beast Words per minute is high and I won’t cease
Until
The sentences, paragraphs and chapters increase My appetite is deep I’ll keep you rising like yeast Our connection is so sweet
You amaze me and keep me lifted in the face of defeat You are my safe house My literary retreat Magic happens every time we meet
It’s not always easy though Sometimes we clash, and my feelings won’t flow You send me reeling & crashing and pacing the floor
In those moments I take a breather Then my heart longs for you and cries So I then seek to feed her
Come here my lovely Let me embrace you Take you to exotic locations And then super satiate you
My hands are wrapped around joy And creating a rhythm You acquiesce slowly Revealing my vision
My inner creations look so beautiful on you You wear them so well I’m your lover for life Together we meld
To separate would be tragic A pain I can’t bear I’m never leaving this home Yes, I want to die there
In between the lines of your love In excellent care You are my release
For more delicious servings of poetry this month, please visit these bloggers as they are also participating in NaPoWriMo!
For some reason I woke up very early and of course some ideas were floating about. Thank goodness one popped into my head that helped me write this next poem. There are two more days to go for National Poetry Month! I hope you're all still hanging in there with me. Enjoy!
El Baño
A cold hard floor
Warmed gradually by sun rays
Fragrant, humid
A place to release
Rest
Cleanse
Read
Connect
Conversations reverberate off of tile walls
Colorful
Dark
Dank
Drab
Rich
Littered with chemicals and creams
Covered in germs
Bubbles float
Champagne bottles sweat
Strawberries are consumed
Bodies merge
Dance
Dissolve
Lay dying
Spring forth
In the morning
Life begins here
Death is washed away
For more delicious servings of poetry this month, please visit these bloggers as they are also participating in NaPoWriMo!
It's Friday! Whoo hoo! What an amazing week it has been. I have read some amazing poetry and created some pieces I'm happy with as well. There are only a few more days left in the poetry challenge and what a ride! Again, I'm not sure where this post is going, but that is the joy of poetry. Let's see where the lyrics take me today! Thanks for coming along on the journey. Your presence has been most appreciated!
Empty in the Middle
Rose scented soap
Day old fish grease
Curdled milk in a baby's bottle
A shrunken pizza littered with dried up anchovies
Her reality revolved around scents
And objects
A sniff could reveal what the day would bring
Chanel #5 lingering in the air
Meant long nights alone
Reading til 4 am to escape the loneliness
Cigarette smoke signaled a day in her room
A man was there
Huge, hulking, hairy
And new
Always new
Never any familiar eyes
Their backs were always big
Beefy
Their hands were embedded with oil
Dirt and bodily fluids
Styrofoam containers filled with fried meat
Overflowing with southern sides
Mac and cheese
Collard greens
Yams
Chocolate cake and banana pudding
A treat
After the pounding
Eat
They said
You need energy
The fat and sugar
Soothed her
Balanced out the pain
Once slim with well placed curves
She now was robust
A full woman indeed
But empty in the middle
In the center
Where it counted
She was empty
For more delicious servings of poetry this month, please visit these bloggers as they are also participating in NaPoWriMo!
With four more days to go in this poetry challenge, my fingers are feeling like lead weights and my brain is going into weird dimensions, but for the love of poetry I would do anything! Honestly, I'm really not sure what the following poem is going to be about because I'm tasking myself to create something by just writing the first words that come to my mind. So I'm naming this one No Thinking! This should be interesting! Enjoy. I hope. :-)
No Thinking!
No
Yes
Maybe
Sort of
Why not
Answers
To questions
Fielded
By agents of a specific design
Boredom
Sets in
Wondering
Waiting
Sighing
Counting imaginary money
Wanting the game
To save me
Project me
The biggest me
Into the light of minds
My sneakers
My house
My car
Is bigger
Faster
More storied
Than yours
But
I seek you
I need you
To want me
Long to be me
So that I
Know
How best
To
Be
Me
For more delicious servings of poetry this month, please visit these bloggers as they are also participating in NaPoWriMo!
I'm in one of those "artsy moods" today so clarity is a luxury that I can't afford. A perfect place to work these feelings out is in the writing so here goes. I hope you can understand:
Axis of Ever
Particles floating around in the now
Penetrate the ever
Flow into the ether
Slip into sound
Never bound
Weightless
Seeping
Drawing of breath
Sweetness covers
Traps
Sealing out
All others
Chemically altering reason
Dissecting and splitting off into selfishness
Spinning into a microcosm of
Ever
Merging into madness
Cradling crazy
Biding time
Until
Ever becomes
Unbearable
Then
Energy seeks
The comfort
Of a warm host
A home neglected
Shuttered and closed
Filled with bombs
Set to blow
Ever better not come
Around here
There will be an explosion
Consciousness will splatter
Into a gorgeous design
Art that
No one ever wants to grace their walls
The ever that was created
Needs to now stand
Alone
Breathing their own oxy generations
Tiling the earth of their creation
For
Ever
For more delicious servings of poetry this month, please visit these bloggers as they are also participating in NaPoWriMo!
Happy Tuesday! I keep telling myself that I haven't run out of words, that I will never run out of words! It has been a constant chant in my head to keep me going. With six more days left in this poetry challenge, I know I can make it! I have to make it! So... Here is a nice serving of hay(na)ku for you! It is a poetry form that is similar to haiku, but has no syllable restrictions. The form goes like this: The first line has one word, the second line has two words, and the third line has three words. Hay(na)ku can be written as multi-verse poems. Enjoy!
Revival
Ravaged
battered and
bruised beyond measure
Spoiled
tarnished, blackened
deformed and deranged
Once
filled with
color, vitality, goodness
Providing
flavorful fun
making days bright
Essence
of life
sun's favorite son
You
now lay
down and out
Discarded
and tossed
to the side
No
one wants
you anymore ever
But
I weep
over your deterioration
So
I'll take
pity on you
Please
ring these
up for me
I
tell the
grocery store cashier
Really?
She asks
Yes, I know
They
are in
bad shape, but
I
refuse to
see fruit die
Nature's
life source
should be loved
For more delicious servings of poetry this month, please visit these bloggers as they are also participating in NaPoWriMo!
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