Whimsicality

February 23rd, 2013

A raw WoPo poem:

The whimsy of you
Locked with this memory
A taste of a time gone by
Mulling around my tongue
An opportunity
An Us
That slipped away
Just as friends
You were gentle

Creativi Tea Postcards and Stickers

February 22nd, 2013

As part of the poetry writing drive for WoPoWriMo this month, I have donated some of my art work for postcards and stickers. The images I chose where Creativi Tea and Normali Tea which are part of one of my larger visual poetry projects.

There is competition on the site (free to enter!), to win them 🙂

Tea Postcards and stickers

Sign Language Poetry

February 21st, 2013

Here is a program on poetic sign language – not poetry translated into sign but rather composed within the sign language bringing the poetry into a graceful moment of movement as well as the beauty of words. It is another level.

Complexity

February 20th, 2013

A raw WoPo poem:

Interactions swirl
Cogs in the machine
Spin them too fast
And some reverse
Intricate predictions
Doomed by a chaotic dance

Visual Poetry Booklets

February 19th, 2013

As part of WoPoWriMo I have been meeting up with other writers to help them with writers block and what not. So I made some little booklets from old magazines and card cut with my special edging scissors. This are visual poems in their own right but can be used to inspire writers. One contained pictures the other only words that were chosen to fit due to type face as well as what they said.

No Strings attached

I am thinking that this may well be what I do for NaPoWriMo in April 🙂

More of the How-To-Make on my Craft Blog.

Brevity

February 18th, 2013

A raw WoPo Poem:

All our days, just a handfull of moments
To the Deep Time and the Cosmic Clock
Brief is all of humanities existence
So small in the vastness
And yet we feel our lives slipping short
With each grain of sand that forms

Ambiguity

February 17th, 2013

A raw WoPo poem:

Ambiguity hides in the cracks
Rearranging meaning
Until illusion mark
Covers what should be clear
Moments slide
Bias sways
To certainty
That is false

Sincerity

February 16th, 2013

A raw WoPo poem:

Dark rhythm,
blue guitar
Red hot lyrics
A fading star

Stepping to the left
Jigging to the right
Considered by some
An unholy sight

Iconic, sardonic
Ripped from the soul
Beat out the music
On a prison bowl

Tranquility

February 15th, 2013

A raw WoPo poem:

Colour infused the world
A light humming blue
Warm, cocooning the mind
Bring peace to the soul

An orb sat throbbing with yellow glow
All fear was locked within
Cleansed by the intensity
A dream was beginning

Hills lay draped
Across the horizon
Bringing a restful candesance
The over worked mind
Sang red

Green were the birds
Fanning jewelled tails
Resplendent in harmony
Life brimming over

Ripples of orange played with this landscape
Creating patterns of new thought
It is hope abandoned
It grew once more
In the non-dark shadows

An inky river carved its way
Blackly through the hills
Stealing the loveliness
To deposit on distant needing shores

Scudding purple clouds
Pearlised the tranquil sky
Pulsing magenta
Settling an indigo haze
Violet became the night

Whitely the flows of spirit dance
Stretching ethereal hands
Gathering around the thoughts

Peace

Love

February 14th, 2013

A raw WoPo poem:

When I first saw you
I loved you, the way you moved and talked
The way you looked
But I did not love your cloths
Nor your hair cut
Or believe that anything like love could exist for me
For us
You burnt me
With a smile and a kind eye
Just one, for I could tell the other was wrong
Your soul did not live there
Later you explained it did not work
We did not go out
There was no magical date
Instead…
months of emailed trivia
A friendship bloomed

When I first kissed you
Or you kissed me
Or we kissed each other
I was trembling within
I wanted to capture that moment for ever
Sometimes I still live within it
The lights along the river nestled us
We were cocooned in a world of US
You wanted to walk me home
But I took you to the bus stop
To check that you were safe

When you first said you loved me
I looked at you skeptically
For though I loved you
How could something
So perfect as you love me?
Why say it
I was hurt you thought me a fool
But you carried on saying it
Again and again
And finally I knew
You really thought
You loved me
This scared me and thrilled me
And made me so sad
You deserved someone better

When I first said I love you
I didn’t mean it
Or rather I did
But I hadn’t meant to say it
As if not saying it
Not mentioning that four letter word
Could make it
Not true
Love?
Pah! What was that but some silly notion
Teenage girls thought of love
I never had
Well not like them
All that romance stuff
Princesses and dresses and kisses
Not for me
I would not surrender who I was

When I said it
Uttered it’s loveliness
I felt struck dumb
Blood rushed to my head so I could not see, nor hear, nor think
You froze in wonder
Looking down at me with blue eye
You kissed my forehead
But did not remove you weight from me
We both knew I would leave
I would disappear
If set free from you then

Love?

I didn’t believe in such silly things
Not sure I do now
But you make me happy
It is you that makes the day
Radient I bath in the glory of us
As I play computer games with our eldest daughter
She has you’re lankiness
And you two bicker
Neither willing to admit that sometimes
Being a pedant wont work
I have to intercede
As you have too when I argue with her
About weather blue or purple is the best

When we first saw her
On the dark glowing screen
Nothing but a blob
A Little white blinking speck
A heart beat
Our child
Then our love
This strange strong thing
This thing that joins us
And crushes and gives us strength in weakness
That love
Yes that
Seemed as if it was all, that would ever be needed

I didn’t believe in love
I didn’t need too
Love found me
It found us
And the more we give
To each other
The more it seems to grow
For you Alaric
My love