Sunday, April 30, 2017

National Poetry Month Day Thirty

Prompt:  Artist Max Ernst was one of the pioneers of the Dada and Surrealism movements.  Be inspired by some of his painting titles (use the titles directly in your poem, in  part, or just be inspired in a surreal way): the fireside angel, eye of silence, birth of a galaxy, everyone here speaks Latin, murdering airplane, the wavering woman, two children are threatened by a nightingale, dream and revolution, totem and taboo.


Eliot Phone Home
Two Children Are Threatened by a Nightingale

As long as old men sit and talk about the weather
Measuring out their life in wind speed and temperature
As long as old women in the room
Come and go talking about old men
I’ve had this overwhelming question.
I lift and drop the question on my plate
Like a wavering woman
Do I dare? And Do I dare
Disturb the Birth of a Galaxy?
And how should I begin?
I grow old… I grow old…
And I won’t come back from the dead
To answer...
If heat rises, then shouldn't hell be cold?
And if hell is cold
Then Mars ain’t the kind of place to send your kids
And there’s no one there to raise them if you did
Here it’s just my job eight days a week.
And now where’s their Dada?
They’re burnin’ up my shoes with aerosol.
Yes, there will be time to murder and create.
Before the taking of tea and toast.

Saturday, April 29, 2017

National Poetry Month Day Twenty-Nine

Prompt:  Make a quick list of the following:  2 foods you ate last night for dinner, the topics of your last Facebook post or tweet, 2 foreign words or phrases, 3 adjectives you associate with “deadline,” and 1 memorable movie line.  Now use this list in a ten to fifteen line poem.


 Carefree Curves Ahead

One morning I shot an elephant in my pajamas.
How she got in my pajamas, I don't know.
She wanted me to take a photograph.
“Do you like this look?” She asked, smiling for the camera.
“It has a certain je ne sais quoi.” I answered.
“Does the plaid make me look fat?”
“Uh, mas o menos.”
She looked at the stress on the seams.
“Maybe I shouldn’t have had that burrito with salsa.”
I glanced at her with anxiety when I realized
My pajamas fit her pretty well.
“Maybe we can run a 10k together later.” I suggested.
Nah,” she chuckled.
“Who needs the hassle?”