But when it eclipses fear,
whole worlds can be re-ordered.
Photo by Jongsun Lee on Unsplash
Song Choice: Blaze of Glory by Bon Jovi
Liner Notes for this Groove: This poem is linked to Poets and Storyteller United's Friday Writings Post.
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Eclipse Warning
My anger is a fast-moving planet.
But when it eclipses fear,
whole worlds can be re-ordered.
But when it eclipses fear,
whole worlds can be re-ordered.
Chado
In the sonnet of the ceremony
this restless girl
finds her heart
floating in the moment
water touches tea.
this restless girl
finds her heart
floating in the moment
water touches tea.
Liner Notes for this Groove: This poem was created for Poets and Storytellers United's Friday Writings Prompt, Hobby Time
Stay Curious
Stay
curious, girl.
Ask the questions,
especially when only you
answer.
curious, girl.
Ask the questions,
especially when only you
answer.
Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash
Liner Notes for This Groove: This elfchen is linked to the Friday Writings post at Poets and Storytellers United, Watching and Witnessing
Lift Off
I thought I had to wait
for an invitation from the wind
to test how far I could fly.
for an invitation from the wind
to test how far I could fly.
Song Choice: You Learn by Alanis Morissette
Liner Notes for this Groove: This poem was created for the Friday Writings prompt at Poets and Storytellers United, Upcycled Words. I did go through a bunch of my old poems, intending to reuse a couple of lines here and there. As I tried to see how they might fit together, this bit came to mind and I thought it was pretty decent as is.
Embrace
I embrace decay,
trusting it to feed the seeds
too small for me to see now.
Liner Notes for This Groove: This senryu was created for the Weekly Scribblings prompt at Poets and Storytellers United, Micro-writings.
Where Virtue Lies
Don’t call yourself a friend to the flower when you try to kill its roots.
Photo by Alexis Chloe on Unsplash
Liner notes for this Groove: This is my first attempt at an American Sentence. I'm pretty pleased with this attempt and might try another again soon. It was created for Poets and Storytellers United's Weekly Scribblings prompt, Words of an Unprecedented Year. I tried to tackle allyship, but it looks like a bit of virtue signaling crept in.
Song Choice: Hound Dog by Big Momma Thornton
Appetizer
Indigo sky witnesses
Song Choice: Bailando by Enrique Iglesias ft. Sean Paul, Descemer Bueno, Gente De Zona
Liner Notes for This Groove: This cherita was created for the Weekend Mini-Challenge at Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads. Magaly asked us to go back and pick two prompts to combine into a short poetry bit (senryu, cherita, or elfchen). I chose Bits of Inspiration ~ You Write the Color and Just One Word: Trinket.
the scarlet gift
I bestowed upon your cheek.
It is only a trinket
expressing my pleasure in this dance.
My real tribute to your skill will come later.
Song Choice: Bailando by Enrique Iglesias ft. Sean Paul, Descemer Bueno, Gente De Zona
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Liner Notes for This Groove: This cherita was created for the Weekend Mini-Challenge at Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads. Magaly asked us to go back and pick two prompts to combine into a short poetry bit (senryu, cherita, or elfchen). I chose Bits of Inspiration ~ You Write the Color and Just One Word: Trinket.
Burst
Beautiful book, bursting that magnificent question!
Song Choice: The Knowledge by Janet Jackson
Liner Notes for This Groove: Clearly my will-power was low again this week, because I couldn't resist Magaly's prompt at Imaginary Words with Real Toads: Exquisite Corpse Poetry. Working with random words was fun, but it was trickier than it looks!
Flabby groupings slinking muscular world
fit this life, undulating those plump words.
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| Girl Story by Sunshine Shelle |
Song Choice: The Knowledge by Janet Jackson
Liner Notes for This Groove: Clearly my will-power was low again this week, because I couldn't resist Magaly's prompt at Imaginary Words with Real Toads: Exquisite Corpse Poetry. Working with random words was fun, but it was trickier than it looks!
From the Other Side of Armageddon: Blogging Around with Rommy Week 10
I’m so accustomed
to keeping my sword sheathed,
that its sharpness unsettles
even me.
Liner
Notes for this Groove:
It’s been a rough week, Groovers. To be perfectly honest, I’m still reeling a bit from fallout after a heated political conversation with someone who (not to put too fine a point on it) frankly should have known better.
It’s been a rough week, Groovers. To be perfectly honest, I’m still reeling a bit from fallout after a heated political conversation with someone who (not to put too fine a point on it) frankly should have known better.
I’m aware that a lot of my surface
persona (both on-line and in the physical world) is bubbly, sometimes
thoughtful, but not obsessed with appearing too serious. One of my college
nicknames was “Lil’ Bouncy One”. But people who have known me for a long time
are fairly aware I have a bit of a stereotypical temper. I’m not nice when finally angered. If you’re lucky, I’ll just wash
my hands of you and never let the thought of your existence bother my calm
again. If not, I’ll scorch and salt the earth behind me while toasting
marshmallows over the wreckage.
This last time though, has me
thinking of the TV trope Woobie, Destroyer of Worlds. It’s not that I didn’t mean what I said; I
meant every word. And the anger I’ve had over the topic of the discussion has
been building for a while. It’s that in the past I prided myself on keeping
cool at times like that. I wanted to be someone who builds bridges, not burns
them. But (like most people in the US) I’m more than a little tired and angry
that I have to keep explaining that people outside your group (however you
define it) are still human too.
As I unpack the feelings from the
fallout, I’m finding that it’s providing fertile ground for a bunch of poems
for my upcoming poetry collection, as well as for my prose writing. I suppose
that doesn’t make me much different from other poets or authors. A lot of us
work out some of those complicated feelings through our words, right? But I’m
not sure I’d do things, well as intensely, if I had to do it again. I may not
have started it, but I escalated a verbal Armageddon when I could have chosen
differently. Neil Gaiman once famously wrote, “Honestly, if you're given the
choice between Armageddon or tea, you don't say 'what kind of tea?” It might
have been better for both sides to have had the cuppa of their choice and
thoughtfully engage afterwards.
So let’s talk Groovers. Have you
ever had an instance when the words that came out of your mouth might've done hurtful things you didn't intend? Tell me about it in the comments or just talk to me about what’s new
in your world. My cyber home is open for conversation. As always, if you’d like
to continue the conversation in your own cyber home, bring that up in your
comments and hit me with a link.
Song Choice: Burning Bridges by 2/3 Goat
Poetry Tapas
While I haven't been writing a full length poem every day for NaPoWriMo, I have been busy with my Wicked Little Grooves micropetry on Instagram and Facebook. Some of them are up on Pintrest (I'll add the rest soon) but here a few of them. I'm also linking up to dVerse's Open Link Night. This was a fun and challenging experiment for the month of April. While I probably won't keep up the crazy pace, I think I'd like to keep writing more of these, say one a week. I'm open to musical suggestions if you'd like to give them!
A civilized veneer
makes poor armor.
Those who rely upon it
soon become thralls.
(Song Inspiration: Voodoo in My Blood by Massive Attack and the Young Fathers)
The scent of his latest culinary exploit
is only half as tempting as he.
I'm sure breakfast will taste
just as good cold.
(Song Inspiration: Hey Good Lookin' by Hank Williams)
Our fingers trace sigils onto each other’s’
skin –
the culmination of the quixotic magic
that brought us to this moment.
(Song Inspiration: Angels by The XX)
Am I afraid? Yes.
Don’t laugh. I like my order.
And what disrupts an ordered life
more than
love?
(Song Inspiration: Hounds of Love by Kate Bush)
She grasps at phantoms
comprised of
society’s expectations
and wonders why she weeps.
(Song Inspiration: Ripples by Genesis)
Two Micro Poems
I.
How lucky to live
in a place filled
with expressive trees.
II.
A tart candied blossom
elevating a melting sweetness,
such are my love's kisses.
Song Choice: Itty Bitty Pretty One, covered by the Jackson 5
This post is part of Imaginary Garden's With Real Toads Tuesday Platform.
Also, if you'd like to inspire some more of my micro poetry and follow me on Facebook, feel free to suggest some of your favorite music to help inspire my month of micro poetry. Don't forget to check out Magaly Guerrero's Facebook page too, to suggest some of your favorite quotes.
Spring Thaw
Ice transformed by sun
into gold rivulets
with sunlight playing
on the surface
flow down streets
and onto earth,
nudging spring
into being.
Song Choice: Here Comes The Sun by The Beatles
This poem was inspired by the prompt given over at Imaginary Gardens With Real Toads, Micro-poetry challenge.
August
Cicada murmuring,
telling ghost stories at day,
bespelling the listener.
This post is for the Tuesday Platform on Imaginary Gardens with Real Toads
Solitary
Some moments sublime
experienced alone are
no less beautiful.By Rommy Cortez-Driks
Stars by Maxfield Parrish
This poem was created from a prompt offered by Magaly Guerrero for NaPoWriMo (Day 24: Art Speaks to Art: A poem on a piece by one of my favorite artists)
Odd Sprout
If I look at you
carefully, in the right light,
I almost see bark.By Rommy Cortez-Driks
Song Choice: What A Wonderful World as performed by Joey Ramone
This poem was created from a prompt offered by Magaly Guerrero for NaPoWriMo (Day 19: I, Tree - poems from the point of view of a tree to its keeper)
Art, used with kind permission of the artist: Dryad, by Francesca De Grandis.
Francesca is one of my favorite artists and I'm super
stoked she let me display her piece here.
stoked she let me display her piece here.
Check out her blogs at www.outlawbunny.com
and her Faerie Enewsletter at http://www.
Song Choice: What A Wonderful World as performed by Joey Ramone
This poem was created from a prompt offered by Magaly Guerrero for NaPoWriMo (Day 19: I, Tree - poems from the point of view of a tree to its keeper)
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