Hello readers!
My Six-Word Memoir on the SMITH Magazine | The Six Word Memoir Project site was voted one of the best last week! I was so busy that I didn't even notice. Another poet sent me a message. Now, that's what's up! See below to read my six-word effort. Hint: Mine is Beyonce inspired!
How are you celebrating #NationalPoetryMonth?
Life has a way of throwing us about the walls of it's structure, bruising us from top to bottom, soothing us with lushness and lulling us into feeling so damn safe, warm, loved even and then...
A broken tooth explodes in our mouths exposing the roots to cold air and liquor and blood drips down swirling through the crevices of our souls and leaves a trail enticing wolves and bears to hunt us down. Life's challenges people. Here are some of life's challenges...
GREEN GLASS (envy)
a dig done from a distance
after effects are so loud
eyes may be blinded
the soul feels it all
cells hear it deep inside
hugs are so distant
a bite on the ear signaling interest
is just a precursor to a stab
a back rub feels so good
nails scrape across the landscape of skin
recipient is a freak so
she
never
feels
the poison
seep into the wounds
BUBBLE GUTS (greed)
labels, labels, labels
gucci, gucci, gucci,
fake fame, fake fame, fake fame
campbell soup art, campbell soup art, campbell soup art,
division of connection
weekly showcase on Bravo
skinny girl twinkies
andy warhol multiplied by three
then six
then 10
KEYSTROKE GANGSTERS (insecurity)
covered in conviction
chained by invisibility
shrouded in past pain
draped
dropped
dragged
beaten
stuck
In life we're driven by desire, loss and the need to be long-lasting. The following pieces pay homage to these factors.
IMPRINT (desire)
waking up to whispers
as dreams fade to remnants of memories
melodies follow me
traces of a song
flashes of pillow
between my teeth
like a sandwich
then
daily grind
scientific reports and strategies
brain is wired
overloaded
close to crashing
like waves
coursing through the mainframe
of my middle
LAMENTATIONS (loss)
walking barefoot backwards
saline puddles
in my wake
driving on the wrong side of the road
red lights trigger
a heart
broken down
by time
I'm lost
the side of the road
is a respite
colored vehicles pass
captured in black and white
then transformed into
blue
RELEVANCY (longevity)
a meat -filled diet
now morphed into seeds
hemp covered thighs
and feet
a life's footprint
extended out
hair follicles
once coiffed to death
now wild
free
sunshine pours in brighter
eyes begin to see
the end
fight
scrap
tear the ties loose
hold on
don't
let
go
divorced of commitment
broken down to the bones
we see
a life partially deconstructed
the sound dimmed
acapella disaster
Look, no, really
look
beyond the legislation of it all
see her fear
feel the chords ripped away
from her most precious melody
remember your most
vulnerable time
don’t pity
look
no, really
look
send love waves
then
heal yourself
pray
for the songbird
to sing again
but this time
free
no taxes
How do I regard thee?
High
How do I express this?
Eyes
I take you in on the sneak
I sip you slowly like fermented drink
I'm getting a buzz
Now I'm envisioning hugs
Of epic proportions
Long
Close
Tight
Momentous
Nothing but distance between us
I'm longing for friction
But first let me get lost in your diction
It's accentuated with history
Unveiled and honest but textured with mystery
That's how I like it
How do I regard thee?
High
How do I express this?
Sighs
I'm turning and tossing in slumber
You're an invader of dreams
A subject of wonder
I want to lose myself in your thunder
Let the rain fall down
As the mist gathers round
And drops from my center
The special place only you enter
My heart weeps for you
I envelop you tender only to have to let go
As our chapters close
I know the love affair will begin again
As soon as I pick up my pen
At 18, uncertainty was assured
Innocence ignored like curfews
and illuminated street lights
We were young
Bodies mirrored untraveled curvy roads
So we took day trips that lasted weeks
Sometimes a month or two
Until we ran out of gas
Then we refueled in another town
Dazzled by new scenery
Tickled by texture
Tortured with tightness
In secret we questioned our affinity
Pondered the meaning of dreams
Filled with leg locks
Shades of brown, red and gold
But we remember the charcoal color most
Dark and shiny
Boasting of rebellion
Feeling good against our man skin
Rubbing troubles away
Like kittens nuzzling
Against us
Leading us into a fantasy
We were in our element
At home
Being inside and surrounded
Yet exposed
But still safe
The protector protected
By warrior woman
Wild
Free
Oblivious to her own power
And beauty
But now as we stroke smoothness
Still in awe
But longing for the past
We sadly eye
The bottles, creams
And devices
That killed our buzz
Cut off our link
To the exotic
Unexplainable
Pleasures of youth
We are now conscious
Awake and aware
Of too much
And expectant
Of perceived perfection
But when we are away
Alone on walks
Or underneath our cars
Fiddling
Our minds wander
We roam backwards
Touching the untamed
Remembering
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wrapped in sunshine
bathed in lava light
magnified, yet dimished
expected to exude happiness
always
even in the midst of calamity
the shell can't crack
ever
the fantasy can't die
they exist to be projected
like movies on a white screen
scripted
they switch and sway
creating a hypnotic rhythm
heels don't ever touch the ground
they are angels
and witches
and whores
and princesses
all in one
all wearing plastic smiles
they laugh too loud
drink too hard
they are everyone's friend
they are too pretty to be anyone's real enemy
never having a bad day
all is well with the world
even when it's rainy
and cold
and they are down to their last dime
a smile will solve all of their
ills
just smile
ting!
let me see those pearly whites
irises are straining
jaws locked into place
backs erect
tummys taunt
calves popping
what a specimen you are
sidewalks are catwalks
can you twirl for me ma?
yes, just like that
can i have some of what you're eating?
you have no right to enjoy an ice cream cone alone
on a hot day
pretty girls must share everything
their souls
bodies
and of course those magical smiles
every moment is joyous for a pretty girl
nail polish doesn't chip
gas tanks stay full
food is plentiful
rent is free
student loans forgiven
the only bad thing a pretty girl can ever do
is
cry
NaPoWriMo 2012 - 30 Poems in 30 Days - Day 30
Looks like we made it! Today is the last day of the NaPoWriMo (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's NPR radio program Tell Me More. To celebrate National Poetry Month host Michel Martin featured the lyrical art form in a unique way, fusing poetry and social media. In the month long Muses and Metaphor series, Twitter users were asked to tweet poems using 140 characters or less and post them with the #TMMPoetry hashtag. Curator of the series, Holly Bass then 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!
NaPoWriMo 2012 - 30 Poems in 30 Days - Day 29
With two more days to go in the NaPoWriMo poetry 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 website as 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 at BlogNostics did 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!
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