The prompt for the Daily Create was to illustrate a Third Eye Poem, so I wrote one first (a poem about something unseen) and then added a little bit of art.
Peace (in the story),
Kevin
If you don’t live it, it won’t come out of your horn. ~ Charlie Parker
The prompt for the Daily Create was to illustrate a Third Eye Poem, so I wrote one first (a poem about something unseen) and then added a little bit of art.
Peace (in the story),
Kevin
We are writing cinquain poems for the Daily Create and I went with cherry tomatoes, since they have started to ripen here and are so delicious. I can remember, as a kid, plucking tomatoes off neighbor’s garden plants as snacks.
Peace (off the vine),
Kevin
Something odd is going on with my image embeds so this is just a test (using this morning’s poem).
Peace (it works?),
Kevin
The Open Write prompt this morning was to create a Clerihew poem – a four line poem about someone that has two couplets and less rigid rhyming.
Peace (and sound),
Kevin
Peace (on the horizon),
Kevin
The first prompt for July’s Open Write was a challenge. It was about writing a sonnet (a form I have not tackled in quite some time) and Glenda suggested a double-consciousness theme, where the poet grapples with something contradictory (I think that’s what it is about). I’m not sure I did that with my sonnet to Charlie Parker but I enjoyed the constraints this morning.
A Sonnet For Charlie Parker
A Bird of free range flying through the night
wrapped in chords of compositional scratches
and tangled like roses, thorns as sharp as flight;
yet within noise, the melody flashes
I am an earbud audience, in awe
of the way the sound moves in near motion
so that when I close my eyes — not a flaw –
only quick winds and waves on the ocean
Yet he remains a complicated man,
a puzzle of complexity, a wire
who could channel beauty on the bandstand
while nearly losing himself to the fire
Some music that’s played becomes a life, lost,
and listeners often forget the cost
Peace (in the muse),
Kevin
Twisted fingers stretch
inside the white metal frame,
turning nuts and screws
and parts with odd, exotic names
and then the moment of success,
as the part clicks into place:
a jump and shout of “yes”! –
such joy on the mechanic’s face
I’ve started a part-time job at a community e-bike share, and I am learning the ropes. Yesterday, I shadowed a young bike mechanic as he worked on bikes, observing his perseverance and how every problem was really a puzzle to be solved. I wrote this poem for him.
Peace (and puzzles),
Kevin
The prompt for the Daily Create was to make a pile of books to be read, choose a random page number, grab a word from that page from each book and then write a poem. I cheated a bit, since we’ve been getting rid of so many of our books. Instead, I took a pile of books from our shelves that I have read and went through the activity. The BOLD words are from the books.
Each ADVENTURE like this
starts COLD, like stars
dangling on metal wires
in a PLANETARIUM, fixed
before motion, and UNDISTURBED,
until the moment a curious hand
sets the story forward,
CROSSING-THE-RIVER in a raft
of WONDERFUL imagination;
Where the ROADS lead, no one knows,
but pull the THREAD, anyway —
the unknown awaits
Peace (and poems),
Kevin
I was reading up on sunflowers this morning for a haiku prompt and learned that while it is true that young sunflowers are heliocentric and turn towards the sun, adult flowers do not. So the video here is not quite accurate.
Peace (and sun and flowers),
Kevin
This started with a visual prompt at DS106 Daily Create — I ended up with jellyfish (the image used in this poem) — and then I launched an exploration of terms for groups of jellyfish, and then Todd made a poem about some of those terms as a remix, and then I liked his last lines so much, I grabbed them and built a new poem off the lines, also using some of the jellyfish terms.
And so it goes.
Peace (adrift),
Kevin