its been a while... here's a new poem.

Red

tempting raspberry ripened taut.
rosebud smug on its stem.
glassy apple disguising rot.
jasper polished like a gem.
gaping tomato oozing seeds.
ladybug dried to the wall.
punctured coke can slumped in the weeds.
holly-spattered shopping mall.

it's been a while.  today is actually my last poetry class for a little while.  I think I'm going to skip the next round (even though it is on Emily Dickinson and will probably be fantastic!).  I am poemed out.  I haven't had time to write - with work getting busier and busier ( Read more... )

this week's assignment was to write a meditation on a place based on Derrek Walcott's poem Becune Point.  It's written in couplets that rhyme every other line.  Funny enough, we had just returned from our vacation to Gettysburg and Washington DC and i had already started wrtiting a poem about one of the sites we saw in gettysburg, so here goes:

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Our challenge this past week was to write a poem about winter using unique imagery.  Here is my poem - the form is terza rima

December Hemisphere

The sun shies by with her slant gaze:
sharp shadows, grating on the glare
of mid-day, fall to overlapping grays

at ground level.  The rushed affair
stirs no quickening to glisten green
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here's the version i ended up bringing to the workshop.  it was well received and a success in my book because the tech savvy folks (at least one gal) got the subject right away, while non-tech savvy folks (including the instructor) enjoyed getting lost in it as a kind of secret love affair ( Read more... )

Interpretation

So Gertrude couldn’t keep her Rose a rose.

She rose, that rose

a milkweed seed adrift

a cotton thought breathed out

caught in an updraft

out of reach

In wryly rising so much so arose

so much for just a stark and artless rose.

here's a better version I think.  Still leaves room for ambiguity, but I think it is more true to the inspiration:

disconnect

unbuttoned sleeve
a touch of smooth heat
my bite-sized daydreams scatter
like to common juncos
plain brown bodies bobbing
among husks and pebbles
one eye always inspecting the ground

my latest love
last night I left you
at ( Read more... )

I'm on a roll - here's another poem i wrote.  This session of the workshop has 12 participants, so I think I'm going to try to keep all my stuff short and sweet since we don't get a lot of time.

here goes:

Interpretation ( Read more... )

fleshed out a little - here's a new version

disconnect ( Read more... )

just wrote this one.

Disconnect

my love
unbuttoned sleeve begging
a finger’s caress
open to everything
last night I left you
at the café
woke to moonlight
casting winter-bare fingers
across the table
grasping for the time
the span of my dreaming