The Poem Itself:
a festival of books
Splendiferous!
Elated, excited!
In downtown Montgomery!
(I hate how hostile wordpress is to poetry. Will try to edit the form of this later. Now, very hungry!)
The Poem Itself:
a festival of books
Splendiferous!
Elated, excited!
In downtown Montgomery!
(I hate how hostile wordpress is to poetry. Will try to edit the form of this later. Now, very hungry!)
Suggestion for April 19, 2012:
Re-write a poem so that each line is the opposite of what it was originally. This can even be your own poem, if you wish!
(Click for original post on NaPoWriMo’s site.)
Exposition:
Yesterday’s suggestion was to write a lullaby. On top of having a splitting sinus headache for most of the day yesterday, I’m somewhat crap at coming up with songs. Especially children’s songs. Still, I may revisit this idea later. But right now, there’s definitely some old, very depressing, ‘poetry’ of mine I’d like to rewrite. (I’m not reposting the original poem. It’s just too depressing.)
Just for fun, see if you can guess what my original poem was in regards to!
Good luck!
Today’s Poetry:
FREESTATE
Your unemployment is your freedom
Happy!
Inspired!
Motivated!
Those are what you have.
When you are unemployed.
As colorful as a completed painting on a canvas!
As full of life as the Amazon Rain Forest!
As bright as a new sports car!
You are busy!
You are ecstatic!
You are stress-free!
You are hopeful!
There’s a place
Close to here
Where you were melancholy
Because you were skilled.
Where is that real place
Of not so long ago?
What happened to it?
It was regurgitated
By the Water Company from space
By Death never changing
By the time you can’t remember.
How do you stay then?
How do you be lazy then?
You go there!
Freed for a short time
From computers
USB sticks,
And without protection!
What did you lose?
An old memory?
Where did you stay
To be emptied?
Being lazy is BAD
So LaVey’s book says!
But Lavey is WRONG!
And no, your laziness isn’t fun.
“Laziness is useless.”
That is your command!
But the command
Of no one else.
You are happy!
You are industrious!
You know what you want!
And you don’t know,
Whenever they are,
They aren’t what YOU don’t have!
That is
Where
You
Don’t want to be.
The Suggestion:
Pick at least four of the following to include in today’s poem:
1. A song lyric
2. A historic fact
3. An oddball adj.-noun combo. (red glass, etc.)
4. A fruit.
5. The name of a street in your neighborhood.
6. A measure of distance.
The Exposition:
There are first dates, and then there’s that first time you and your beloved really connect. These two don’t always coincide. For my husband and I, we first connected one day when I was sick at home, and he offered to bring me some of the most delicious soup in the world!
Today’s Poem:
Soup Day
Two sirloin steaks
Happily sizzling
Apples and bacon
With the biscuits
Are baking.
Green beans and almonds
Microwaving,
All on Soup Day.
Our little home,
Smells delicious!
But your clever love
Is infectious!
The delightful red flowers
Flirtatious!
But you
Are serendipitous
Scrumptious
Even vivacious!
For Soup Day!
On that day,
I was Ailing
Wailing
Sneezing
And aching
On that first
Soup Day.
You came,
With kindness,
Happiness,
Sweetness,
And goodness,
Bearing soup and Stardust
On that first
Soup Day.
We fell in love,
As I fell on you.
I rested my head,
After eating the healing stew.
And Stardust fell
On we too
That very first
Soup Day.
Now we sit
Eating the meal
Which you expertly cooked
With great zeal.
We watch “Stardust’
And I can’t help but feel
So thankful for you
And Soup Day!