POEM: “Achilles, the Heel”

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Achilles, the Heel

 

Greatest of Greek warriors that fought

upon the soil surrounding distant Troy,

you fought with the strength of a demigod,

yet what you are most famous for is your

weakest part.

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As always, I will post here again in two weeks, and my Patreon posts once a week. In the meantime, if you have any suggestions or requests, please let me know in the comments, and have a great couple weeks!

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POEM: “Clean Slate?”

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Clean Slate?

 

once the day’s scratched

across its surface

no matter how you rub

a trace always remains

 

you cannot rewrite your past

only print the present

over what came before

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I hope you’ve had a happy November! And if you participated in National Novel Writing Month this year, great work! Most people don’t even make the attempt, so if you wrote anything more than what you would have, you’ve won. Congratulations! 

Since this is the last post for November, before we get into the holiday season and are inundated with Christmas carols, stale fruit cakes, and other assorted fare, I wanted to assure you that I will NOT be posting Christmas-centric posts. There is enough of that sort of thing without my contributing. 

It’s not that I’m against people enjoying the holidays–in fact, I often celebrate obscure holidays like Towel Day and Free Comic Book Day!–but it’s just not my thing. So, maybe I’m a Grinch, but the only holiday I’ll be discussing in December will be New Years! I’m looking forward to my annual Resolution post, both for accountability and to declare my new goals for the new year of 2020! And I’d love to hear what you have done this year or plan to do in the next!

As always, I will post here again in two weeks, and my Patreon posts once a week. In the meantime, if you have any suggestions or requests, please let me know in the comments, and have a great couple weeks!

 

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POEM: “The Gift”

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The Gift

Li Po’s poetic heir explains why

he destroys his poem after reading:

 

gifts are only given once, and I imagine

those torn papers floating downstream

or sacrificial flames engulfing verse,

rising smoke lyrics for the gods to enjoy.

 

Why can’t poems be given more than once?

Each reading–a sown garden of rock and sand:

the hard elements remain but with wind

and days the pattern will change.

 

I’ve reread my favorite verses many times.

What would I give to hear them read anew

by creators long dead and gone? Yet their words

live beyond the short years of their lives.

 

As lovely as that gesture is, I want

to gather those torn pages, mend them

with strong fast silver threads. I want

to press them between my palms

like the bright petals of plucked dandelions.

 

I long to keep what’s given.

Poems may be lost to time

but a single reading is not enough,

not for me.     Not for me.

 

Words, like breath, are too precious.

They change the world

with each exhale.

 

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Happy November! And if you are participating in National Novel Writing Month this year, Happy Novelling! If you would like to be writing buddies or just check out my progress, I go by ‘ganymeder’ on the NaNoWriMo site.

I’m concentrating this month on my (already work-in-progress) novel, but my posts will still drop here once every two weeks and my additional Patreon posts once a week. In the meantime, if you have any suggestions or requests, please let me know in the comments, and have a great holiday!

 

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**This is a reaction poem inspired by the poet Sony Ton-Aime’s performance of his gift poem at Latitudes Poetry Night September 2019.

 

POEM: “Her Neti Pot Ate Her Brain”

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For All Hallow’s Eve, I’m going to skip the tricks and just give you an extra post this week as a treat! Believe it or not, it’s inspired by a real event. I picked this poem, because I thought the creep-factor fit the holiday nicely. I hope you like it!

Her Neti Pot Ate Her Brain

 

The news article was not

particularly specific,

at least I didn’t absorb more

than the fact that when

the doctors opened her skull

to operate they discovered

a golf-ball sized patch of brain

turned to bloody mush

from the amoebas eating away

her grey matter–or is it pink?

no matter, at least none

of that golf-ball sized patch

that could think clearly,

the amoebas in the tap water

she used in her neti pot,

tap water organisms normally killed

by stomach acid

given free access to her brain

through her nasal cavity.

 

Do I dice with death

during every shower?

Turning my face up,

head tilted back

to wash the shampoo

from my hair,

each drop’s

a tiny clear bullet

just waiting

to hit its target.

 

What else is given access?

–a spider crawling

in nose or ear, making its way

to build webs in cerebellum,

normally there would be

no room for such an enterprise,

but a hollowed-out golf-ball size

patch of medulla oblongata

might be enough

for a small spider

to set up housekeeping.

Waiting for her first

unsuspecting prey,

she sits,

a bloated black ball

chitchatting with killer amoebas

awaiting the fresh kill.

 

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Happy Halloween! And if you are participating in National Novel Writing Month this year, Happy Novelling!  If you would like to be writing buddies, I go by ‘ganymeder’ on the NaNoWriMo site.

Since I’ll be concentrating on my (already work-in-progress) novel during November, I’ve already scheduled my posts to drop once every two weeks on this blog, and once a week on my Patreon–except for my podcast; I’ll record my second episode of My Writing Niche 3.0 at the end of November, so I can recap November’s excitement! In the meantime, if you have any suggestions or requests, please let me know in the comments, and have a great holiday!

 

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POEM: “Tentacled Dreams”

Tentacled Dreams

 

alabaster thoughts bubble in the dark blue

waters envelope ebony visions

 

surfacing mustard colored coral reveries

her mind’s eye texturing moss green spots

 

dotting the soft thin sack of her skin,

her sleep crayolas chromatophoric hues

 

her everchanging rainbows clinging to

her glass prison’s cold smooth side, free float

 

fantasies transport her, solitary

and free throughout vast circling oceans

 

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**inspired by an article, “A Sleeping Octopus Changes Color While Dreaming.” –via laughingsquid.com 

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POEM: “Operation Babylift”

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Operation Babylift

 

Flight plan from Agent Orange

and unfriendly fire, the war torn

to new homes stateside

its first flight

airlifting from Vietnam

the orphaned ones

their parents lost too soon

too soon

too soon to see them grow up

instead strapped in carriers

on airplane seats,

the innocent ones witness

not new homes in a new land

but fuselage

breaking

burning

the rice paddy skid

the soft meets hard

flesh and metal and pliant plant life burning

burning

burning

the dam breaking

drowning waters and unfurling flames

the damn breaking apart

the smoking metal skeleton

the smoking

the

the fragile lives lost

their legacy

their memory

their deaths

fading

 fading

 fading

lost to time

who remembers the orphans now?

 

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Thank you for visiting my blog. If you would like to read more about the inspiration (as well as the construction) of this poem, this week’s Patreon post may be of interest to you! For as little as $1 a month–less than a cup of tea–you get more of my work: fiction, non fiction, product reviews, and other goodies as well. Until next time, have a lovely week!

 
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