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National Poetry Month Celebration 2019 - Post Poems Here!
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Liking your Session Man a lot Gyppo.
Very well written.
Very well written.
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Lots to enjoy in your Eagle poem Lisa.
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Love #12 Tracy...fantastic final S.
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Linda, did you shock your poetry group?
I hope so.
Wonderful read, funny and sad.
Thanks for sharing...when do we get to hear about your dalliances?
I hope so.
Wonderful read, funny and sad.
Thanks for sharing...when do we get to hear about your dalliances?
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Hi Deb - this was a real deal culminating in yesterday's Celebration of her Life... My muse made me write "Darling" yesterday morning, to preserve it forever, for posterity. I truly didn't think of anything, of any purpose, other than to document poetically what two truly wonderful people lived, and died.
I appreciate your kind words. Glad you liked it, were moved by it.
Aj
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Well this is still going strongly - Gyppo love Session Man, Adjuclos your Darling was very moving, Colm, your last one very intense, Tom a Wonderful Poem 12 and Indar you never write a wrong line. Vaughn 12 was tremendous, I could really relate to it.
13
I have to be good, or brilliant, better
than you; than millions of Chinese
whose burgeoning intellect threatens
to flood the world. I am mediocre.
No matter how hard I try, how many
books I read or teachers I ask
great inventions, the wonder drug,
a pirouette or triple flip or even
just getting to work before dawn
evade me. This world accelerates
as I slow down, refine my denials
until I swallow myself with a soft
plop!
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I have to be good, or brilliant, better
than you; than millions of Chinese
whose burgeoning intellect threatens
to flood the world. I am mediocre.
No matter how hard I try, how many
books I read or teachers I ask
great inventions, the wonder drug,
a pirouette or triple flip or even
just getting to work before dawn
evade me. This world accelerates
as I slow down, refine my denials
until I swallow myself with a soft
plop!
Re: National Poetry Month Celebration 2019 - Post Poems Here!
Hey Gyppo - It's been an interesting life living in an English speaking world, a world of my 2nd language. Amazing how often after all these so many years French intrudes and informs. Marcel and I have discussed this phenomenon many times, recognizing it as both a boon and a curse, in everyday life and interactions as well as in writing.
Anyway, it's been a fun ride.
p.s. I love "Session Man"
Aj
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Where the apple dropped
She offers generic coffee and fresh baked Pulla,
her half-hug all sharp shoulder. The home smells
of cardamom and candles, ever present wood smoke.
I remove my jacket, she likes it warm
like a little bird. I imagine her bones
as light, as hollow, fragile. I see her fig has
gained three leaves, four inches. I see
the bag of knitting beside her rocker, its mouth
of needles and wool, the slippers she is shaping.
We fall into familiar chatter, laughter. He is
still outside in the workshop, topics
are freely feminine. I adore the newspaper
beside his easy chair, the Bible and hymnal.
On her fridge, hand written, held by a sea glass
magnet: Frost's "Nothing Gold can Stay".
.
She offers generic coffee and fresh baked Pulla,
her half-hug all sharp shoulder. The home smells
of cardamom and candles, ever present wood smoke.
I remove my jacket, she likes it warm
like a little bird. I imagine her bones
as light, as hollow, fragile. I see her fig has
gained three leaves, four inches. I see
the bag of knitting beside her rocker, its mouth
of needles and wool, the slippers she is shaping.
We fall into familiar chatter, laughter. He is
still outside in the workshop, topics
are freely feminine. I adore the newspaper
beside his easy chair, the Bible and hymnal.
On her fridge, hand written, held by a sea glass
magnet: Frost's "Nothing Gold can Stay".
.
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Wow, Sharon - beautiful, sensitive... "topics are freely feminine"
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"This is a deliberate act of coercion invading your neutral zone."
human stands straight, both feet on the ground,
eyes front, arms at rest, earthed and ready. human
stands straight, both feet on the ground, eyes front,
arms at rest, earthed and ready. human stands
straight, both feet on the ground, eyes front, arms
at rest, earthed and ready. human stands straight,
both feet on the ground, eyes front, arms at rest,
earthed and ready. human stands straight.
“Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,”
Human stands straight, both feet on the ground,
Eyes front, arms at rest, earthed and Ready.
(the Quote in the middle of the Poem is from Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare
"This is a deliberate act of coercion invading your neutral zone."
human stands straight, both feet on the ground,
eyes front, arms at rest, earthed and ready. human
stands straight, both feet on the ground, eyes front,
arms at rest, earthed and ready. human stands
straight, both feet on the ground, eyes front, arms
at rest, earthed and ready. human stands straight,
both feet on the ground, eyes front, arms at rest,
earthed and ready. human stands straight.
“Shall I compare thee to a summer's day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,”
Human stands straight, both feet on the ground,
Eyes front, arms at rest, earthed and Ready.
(the Quote in the middle of the Poem is from Sonnet 18 by William Shakespeare