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30 April 2017
Here is an earlier, very different response to the same prompt.
29 April 2017
– No, sorry; this is all too careful for me.
I'll always scoff that last chocolate,
and go full tilt right over the edge.
I want to gulp my life, not sip!
(Besides, there are no ends, only beginnings.)
And then I wrote another on the same topic: click here.
28 April 2017
27 April 2017
Written for Writing Shoes, day 27 of April Poetry Month at 'imaginary garden with real toads'.
saw and restored that ethereal part.
(Yes, true story.)
25 April 2017
Linking to The Tuesday Platform at 'imaginary garden with real toads' on day 25 of April Poetry Month.
Also linked to Protest and Outrage: Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, hosted by Magaly Guerrero.
Photo: Challenge by Agnes Lawrence Pelton (1940), shown here in accordance with Fair Use. This was posted with the prompt at 'imaginary garden'. Also it reminds me that the Australian AIF military badge during World War 2 was in the shape of a rising sun (which I believe I am not allowed to reproduce here for legal reasons).
24 April 2017
Written for Artistic Interpretations – Beauty, day 24 of April Poetry Month at 'imaginary garden with real toads' (we could write about beauty or peacocks or both), and for Magaly's Protest and Outrage: Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month.
– Photo above: "Peacock at Magnolia Garden, SC" by Margaret at 'imaginary garden'.
23 April 2017
its blaze of glory?
Linda's cat, Sarabi, in the photo she sent me.
22 April 2017
The blue eye of the painting
You have taken my mouth,
you should watch out.
Also linked to Protest and Outrage: Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2017
I'm thankful not to have read the Ellison story; it sounds horrendous from the title alone! My poem is not autobiography but a fictional persona, based on things I have learned about psychiatric hospitals of the sixties and early seventies.
20 April 2017
Image: public domain.
19 April 2017
17 April 2017
my shrink said the same, adding:
Meanwhile, keep your hands busy.
16 April 2017
Day 16 of April Poetry Month at 'imaginary garden with real toads' is Micro Poetry ~ Streetlight Rain in which we are invited to write poem of 10 lines or less, or to try the American Sentences invented by Allen Ginsberg as a Western kind of haiku, or to focus on the theme 'Streetlight, Rain'. So I thought I'd try the lot! If my 10 separate American sentences don't exactly constitute one poem, they at least have a common subject, all being descriptive of this time of year where I live.
15 April 2017
he had a lot
would Captain Flint,
and I couldn’t have that.
Been with me a long time,
that cranky old bird.
Robert Newton as Long John Silver, in the 1950 Treasure Island movie. Image: Public Domain.
Poem written for The Villain Speaks, Day 15 of April Poetry Month at 'imaginary garden with real toads'.
14 April 2017
turned it around,
Also linking to Poets United's Poetry Pantry #349.
13 April 2017
I should add that it was a long time ago (1987) – and since then I have always owned my own hammer!
12 April 2017
Let them nourish the bees.
Picture: Megan Stoyles, October 20, 1966. See this article in the Canberra Times for details. Photo used according to Fair Use principles.
For Signs of the Times, Day 12 of April Poetry Month at 'imaginary garden with real toads' we are invited to let a protest sign inspire us to a non-political poem. This has always been my favourite – and the image was famous at the time.
This piece was simultaneously written for Quadrille #30 at dVerse: a 44-word poem containing the word 'drizzle'.
11 April 2017
10 April 2017
Inside the houses under the streetlight
tribe riverbank ghosts names