how to write a poem, bristly at the gape..

 

 

 

It is true. No words beginning with G

are ever poetic. I tried and wished

but lacking in divine grace, nothing

survived the granule, short lived,

brilliant spot on the sun's photosphere.

 

I can see your seizure. The dreaded

writers cramp as petit larceny.

So this is a cure:

 

You start with a plot or a person honored

but become excessive with absurd exaggeration.

Find some L or Z words, they make

for good contrast and usually flow to the

horizon.

 

Make formal charges in which accused people

are later charged. Fall out. I mean really,

lay out on a crowded sidewalk or at Mcdonald's.

Trust me, strangers will pat the back of your hand.

 

Find a moon. Own it. Grant to it your circles

and your electrolytic anodes. Fall in love with

a stranger, better yet, with someone you love.

Find a wooden handle. Grip it tightly;

unflinching..

 

Grind your hips while making love. Hallucinate.

Call the name of flowers the names of your

first born. Cut yourself but never after 7am.

Bleed in the lake. Start all your sentences with

perhaps.

 

Now, after you've done all of this, consider

yourself a survivor = the act of passing from

one proposition or judgement considered as true,

to another whose truth is believed to follow

that of the former.

 

Then sit very still and wait for a few moments.

For, I swear, something two winged and

tyrannical will visit you in the night.

 

And when she doe's,

write her down.

Reviews

[Shmoke-Sifted Heftlande..]

if only it were that simple I'd already be doing it!!!!!

[Emily B]

grief and grace and god

no, nothing poetic here :)

[Corset]

Giggles, Dana I love this poem, but I hate it when you wake me up at 3 am to whisper with that hissing sound " what a wassssssssssste" that's just downright creepy. you will get a continual lords prayer for a prank like that. Just kidding, this was fabulous, why in the world would a two winged whatever get tyrannical with someone as soft and fuzzy on the inside as you are? You must have pissed them off somehow, though I just can't imagine.