I Am Part Blackbird

This poem was inspired by day 21 Jill’s “28 Days of Unreason” challenge. Thank you for sharing the quotations with all of us; it has been a lot of fun to write in response to them! Today’s quotation is, “Like many poets I’m part blackbird and part red squirrel and my brain chatters, shrieks, and whistles.” ~ Jim Harrison


I am part blackbird,

Singing in the dead of night,

And I am part raven,

Croaking nevermore’s dark blight.

 

I am part peregrine,

A pilgrim, flying south,

And I am part sparrow,

Sweet chirping fills my mouth.

 

I am part peacock,

With feathers as my fame,

And I am part phoenix,

Rising in a burst of flame.

 

I Have Found Works of Art

This poem was written in response to the weekly writing prompt #100 on The Secret Keeper. We were to use these 5 words in a poem or piece of short fiction: found, art, story, fire, and treat. Of course, I chose to write a poem. This poem is also in trimeter, as is the current challenge for DVerse. I love responding to all of these prompts, but I have so many ideas that it is beginning to get overwhelming!


I have found works of art in the fire:

For ashes to ashes still show

A great story and beauty in view;

Treat the past as the womb for the new.

Coffee House Life

This was written in response to today’s DVerse post. Frank is challenging us to write a poem using trimeter.

I wasn’t sure what to write about — the possibilities are literally endless — but because I am sitting in a coffee shop right now, I decided to use it as inspiration! I like how this turned out and enjoy the rhythm of writing in trimeter.


A lovely coffee house,

Suede couches welcoming,

Fun knickknacks all around,

And caffeine beckoning.

 

A respite from the day,

Relaxing in this place,

My mood’s a shining ray,

With coffee in my face

 

And music in my ears,

Exuding a chill vibe,

Forgetting all my fears,

In this coffee-house life.

The End: A Ninette

For this Tuesday’s poetics prompt, we at DVerse are writing about “the end.” I wrote several poems on this topic and will share the one that I like best. It is in a form called a ninette, with 9 lines and a syllable count of 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 4, 3, ,2, 1. It seemed to go well with the theme.


One

Day life

Will cease, like

A candle, out

Out, brief! The wax looks

Like tears in eyes

Filled with grief —

Void of

Breath.

An Ocean We Call Sky

Jill has provided even more excellent poetry fodder for this 16th day of the Songs of Unreason series. Today’s quote is:

“We walk the bottom of an ocean we call sky”  ~ Jim Harrison


Limitless, this blue expanse,

Filled with fluffy boats

On which imagination sails —

We ride the clouds to

Dreams as we aim high,

In this ocean we call sky.

False Evidence Appearing Real

This week’s quadrille challenge at DVerse is about fear. As always, it is made up of 44 words, using the word “fear.”


Someone told me, years ago, that fear

Is a lie, False Evidence Appearing Real.

I have lost this person — loss a great

Fear — but have gotten to the

Other side. Fear is a lie, leeching life,

But how real it appears, and hotly sears!

Ugly Art

This poem was inspired by a few different things: firstly by Jill’s poem about this quote,

“Art often isn’t [nice] though it scrubs the soul fresh”

~ Jim Harrison

And also the quote itself, as well as some collages that I made several years ago. I enjoy making collages and used to create them often. I think that the visuals very effectively express the ways in which I am feeling, and looking at the collages brings me back to the place I was when I made them.

These collages were both made a few years ago, before I got treatment for my eating disorder. Without further ado, here is the poem inspired by them.

“Ugly Art”

These works of art are not pretty:

Collages with papers ripped

From their places on magazine pages.

Passive faces staring, pointing

Out my inadequacies, and hiding behind

A mask I cry mascara tears

And can’t relax, can’t you see

My confidence is gone, smiles pasted on?