My Day 3 poem, based on the prompt at https://www.napowrimo.net/day-three-8/ ‘Doucement, ne les dérangez pas.Il y a des gens qui vivent comme ça.Les artistes de demain.En desespoir agréable.’ —David Sylvian, Despair Another quiet night, a blue light glowemanates from the other side of the room,a gentle stream of indistinct soundto smooth away edges unseen, but [...]
This is my third poem of week four of the online retreat. 1 Trumpet breasted kings tear flesh Purple mouth beaks taste eye fruit rich dark scarlet. orange coronal. potent. The year, solitary, disconsolate down to the garden well peeling death drips great red burrows 2 A mother kneeling Dark, golden scents open, green grasses [...]
This is my third poem of week three of the online retreat. I went off-prompt for this one. There’s a cuticle moon tonight Its amber tinge may or may not be the gauze of my curtains That the waxing gibbous has diminished is not a surprise Most of us don’t go that far back but [...]
This is my third poem of week two of the online retreat. I just want to sleep but have no place to stash the full moon. When the last one fits in a corner of the storage shed but this one would strain the boundaries of every armadillo hiding in Texas oil fields, you can [...]
This is my third poem of the online retreat. temporal clarity as a pointed peak poking around morphine fog a picture painted in stochasm a misaligned screen through which ink no rose no glass oceans of atoms murky heavens in mushroom squelch neighboring metals rust silently the amusements of a young girl fold like irons [...]
The napowrimo.net prompt for day 3 is to make a list of 10 words, use the Rhyme Zone website to find two to four rhyming or similar sounding words, and then use the assembled list of words in a poem. I started with virus, muck, vomit, infect, bronzed, conjunction, and a few other words (I didn’t save [...]
Here I use the napowrimo.net prompt: to write ‘something that involves a story or action that unfolds over an appreciable length of time.’ The doors close the air in the last car of the train is crushed and compressed The distance to the other side of the moment does not grow shorter But now it’s [...]
Here I use the prompt provided by poet (and bookstore owner) Chris Jarmick on his blog, POETRYisEVERYTHING. This prompt involves threes. This is what I did with that: Cubes and cubits and curettage the list of possibilities is merely possible Certainty comes only after every avenue is exhausted and you have to admit what should [...]
Today’s poem is a variation on the prompt from Napowrimo.net. Instead of a list poem of fake band names, I came up with a list of fake band names (not wanting to take the time to go through social media and find all my old ‘that would be a good name for a band’ posts), [...]
My third poem for National Poetry Writing Month uses the prompt from Napowrimo.net, which is to write an elegy, with a focus on something unusual about the person or thing being mourned. My poem is addressed to a friend of mine who died about two-and-a-half years ago, and a weekend spent with her and a group of [...]
Ordinary Average Thoughts 