Creative Act #7

High Back Chair

When I saw you
with your oak legs
sunk into that
golden lawn, I wondered why
you left me alone
in my magazine house.

"Maybe I should take
you home"

but that corner has
been filled, and
your colleages gone
because like
children playing outside
you never happen anymore.

It's time to get serious...

If I don't post some sort of new, edited/unedited creative work each week, whoever figures it out can give me a solid punch. Or eat my lunch. Or any other kind of punishment. I need to get serious.

Creative Being #3

I wrote another poem for this weeks creative act, and this one is different from my normal writing. I went for a rhyming tone instead of a breathy, multiple syllable one, opting to use alliteration to give it a nice sound. This isn't something I usually do, and as such I took some liberties, inserting some words that weren't part of the alliteration to make it sounds better. I also ended it with a non-alliteration line, just so it would pop out.

Ranting ran through red
while white lilies wade wherever my eyes lie,
discrepancies destroyed during my delay
to touch taste take the moment.
Action avoided to attain peace
but just belated beastly events.
Long life is if
one only owns to now
or thinks of present, and not future.

Creative Being #1

So I decided to post my poem I did for my writing class. However, instead of copy-pasting it, I chose to read it, as I’m constantly told poetry is for hearing, not reading. This isn't something I normally do, and it has helped with me editing it and getting a natural flow going. It's definitely something I'm going to try doing more, and I'm glad I did it. It’s untitled right now, as well as being in a rough stage. I also included the text below.




As a winter wind passed through my hands,
picking up my papers and spreading them
like doves trying to harbor peace,
I tried to give body
to something so abstract as this beauty.
But as even birds have to land eventually,
and paper can only float, not fly,
I left it as is,
on that February day.