Spoken Word Poetry

Sunday 20 December 2020

Dream Art: Senryu

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she lives out her dreams
through the art that she creates
life is art is life

~cie~

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Wednesday Poetry Prompt (on Friday)
Write an ekphrastic poem

This Senryu was posted to these places:
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Friday 18 December 2020

A Poetry Society Poet - Serrina Zou



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Friday 11 December 2020

A Poetry Society Poet - Jay Hulme





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Sunday 6 December 2020

Thanks But No Thanks

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you try to get in my jeans
although you say you don't like what's in my genes

although I have learned how to flex
the tears shed have left behind flecks

they say you should thank your enemies
for the lessons they taught you--bitch, please

guys like these taught me to see
only the ugly in and outside of me

I'd sooner thank my cat
for the hairball left on the mat

I'm no longer in the game
thanks but no thanks all the same

~cie~

Write a thankful poem.

notes
I just finished writing a new chapter for my current WIP, The Key of Eidolon, in which I tell a story that, while fictional, is based on real events in my own life. You can read the chapter on LBRY for 15 LBC (approximately $0.45) from this link:

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The story features a young woman named Claire who is based on the person I was in my teens. Claire is hung up on a jerk named Valentino, who eventually takes advantage of her. Claire attempts suicide and may never regain consciousness.

I could easily have ended up like Claire. I did attempt suicide and for my efforts was exposed to the tender mercies of the mental health system back in 1980 when I was 16 years old. I was treated like a pile of garbage--strike that, I think they treated their garbage better. There were a couple of compassionate people, but they were the exception rather than the rule. I resolved that I would make damn sure I died before I ever went back into that fucked system, and I have kept my promise.

I no longer let guys like Valentino--or any other guys with non-platonic goals--anywhere near me. I want nothing to do with that whole game. I am not as vulnerable as Claire or my former self anymore because I have enough respect for myself that I will not be fucked with, fucked over, or fucked under. However, the scars remain, and they will always be there.

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Friday 4 December 2020

A Poetry Society Poet - Elyse Thomas

 
Of all the labels applied by humankind, the ones that divide us unnaturally into 'being' black or white of whatever shade our skin consists of; of all the nation-states we are meant to be of, there is one that is both natural and undeniable and that one should be celebrated. Culture. Wherever we settle as we grow, as we evolve, no matter what shade you are there is bountiful creativity at work as we move together, as we humans join up the dots. That creativity includes language, art and lifestyle. This poem by Elsye Thomas proves the point.
 
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