Feeling bliss this time would come
Bliss arrived when I did see
This when awakened shall I feel
Time I shall be ever free
Would did I ever feel today
Come see feel free today always
Google Images
Today, Semaphore (Sam) shows us the clever Square Poem at FormForAll with an example by Lewis Carroll: http://dversepoets.com/2012/06/28/form-for-all-square-poems/
Mine reads both horizontally and in columns…well it’s supposed to make sense if you do it this way! It hurt my brain but it was fun.
Posted by Bodhirose on June 28, 2012
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2012/06/28/feeling-bliss/
Walking downcast into school each day,
No friendly faces meet you there.
Shy and forlorn and can’t connect
Even the teachers don’t have your back.
(An open heart is being rejected).
An outstretched hand not met by one,
Circles of backs not letting you in.
Up-turned noses looking down at you,
The isolation is overwhelming
(the awkwardness too.)
Scowling glances meet your gaze,
Ridicule and mockery and snickers of hate,
Greet you daily…
(it’s too much to take).
Home life is stressful; there’s not much money.
Dad’s an alcoholic and Mom’s emotionally vacated.
No one is there to ease the pain.
No one sees the relentless agony.
And the weighted burden
Becomes oppressive and crushing
Day after day after day…
Dejected, despondent, hopeless and desperate,
Abandoned, forsaken, deserted and desolate.
Photo: Google Images
Over at dVerse Poets, Karin Gustafson (ManicDdaily) invites us to write on the subject of exile (or Molly): http://dversepoets.com/2012/06/16/re-joycing-in-poetics-and-exile/
This is a former posting that I have made some changes to for today’s offering.
Posted by Bodhirose on June 16, 2012
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2012/06/16/outcast/
Heat builds throughout the morn
becoming a sunlit breeze
weaving the willow branches
Clouds connect
deepening their gray
blown out over the gulf
Hours pass altering the day
shadows darken
beneath the mulberry tree
Humidity dampens the afternoon
mockingbird sings the blues
accentuating the heat index
Sticky stillness
begs for respite
from summer’s captivity
Evening dawns
a contented sigh
it too born of the day
Photo: Google Images; Mockingbird
Gay Reiser Cannon explains the triversen form and what constitutes modern poetry over at dVerse Poets for today’s FormForAll: http://dversepoets.com/2012/06/14/formforall-triversen-an-attempt-to-define-the-modern/
Posted by Bodhirose on June 14, 2012
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2012/06/14/summers-day/
I’m re-posting a favorite poem of mine that supports the choice to help others who are being unfairly prosecuted across the globe. A serious plight for many who simply speak out against their government’s intolerance and tyranny of their people. Many are imprisoned or killed for simply standing up and voicing an opinion. I am a member of Amnesty International.
Gayle ~
Don’t speak up
and see what transpires
when you don’t add your voice
to atrocities seen.
Don’t speak out
when outraged and incensed,
then the outrage will be
that your silence was kept.
Prisoners of conscience
don’t have a say,
their rights have been taken
and many enslaved.
There’s many held captive,
tortured and raped–
stand up against these injustices
before it’s too late.
Our lives are filled
with everyday scenes
where societies are crumbling
but we won’t hear the screams.
Too many turn a blind eye
and ears deafened by choice,
what a shame, what a tragedy–
what is our unease?
People worldwide are needlessly dying,
by the tainted hands of corruption.
We can stop it; we can help
through all of us uniting.
Speak out, join forces
with all others who care
and write letters of protest
opposing all tyranny.
Open your eyes, don’t look away–
your compassion is desperately needed.
So unlock your heart and don’t delay,
join Amnesty International–before the end of this day.
Brian Miller over at dVerse Poets asks us to write on our choices: http://dversepoets.com/2012/06/09/poetics-its-a-matter-of-choice/
Posted by Bodhirose on June 9, 2012
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2012/06/09/conscience-3/
thoughts carry us here and there
bodiless, formless we’re free to travel
borderless worlds,
all welcoming
no hindrances through ether’s doors
traversing in a blink from here to China
wishing ourselves there is all it takes
engaging it clearly,
through our seeing eye
limitless encounters expand our horizons
gone with the physical are envy and hate
recognition of either has vanished forever
no comparisons
or dread
keep us small
surpassing the corporeal has liberated us all
a universal playground is for us to beckon
consciousness of play brings elation
delighting in each other gets our hearts to spin
nothing detracts from the love we feel
beyond all that is negative
we rest in peace
deathless, birthless, we’re merged with the whole
creating our world by unique perception
while beaming compassion
to every particle that exists
Chazinator invites us to write on alien worlds of our making over at dVerse Poets: http://dversepoets.com/2012/06/07/where-in-the-world/ Why don’t you give it a whirl?
Posted by Bodhirose on June 7, 2012
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2012/06/07/formlessness/
I always wanted to be a rock and roll star
like Joan Jett, Heart or Pat Benatar
looking kick-ass bad dressed in black leather
grinding my hips against my electric guitar
belting out songs of making things better
Yeah, I had dreams of being up on that stage
getting everyone stoked, totally engaged
voice smooth as silk but could scream down the house
wearing boots up to here with a lacy, sheer blouse
And have long, silky black hair that I could shake, whip and moan through..
I would have done gigs with Joplin, Slick, Harry and Sioux
loving all kinds of music, you couldn’t make me choose
punk, rock, R & B, alternative and even some pop
so much to groove to, including hip-hop
Women of music, I looked at with adulation
they were in a man’s world leading their own delegation
Breaking down barriers, advancing the way
empowering girls of life’s potential and sway
No nine to five for me..
I wanted to be a woman who rocked
Growing up during the counterculture revolution
it gave me a thrill to be a part of the transformation
Yeah, I wanted to be a rocker helping to lead the reform
but instead all I did was lend my support from the sides,
burning my bra, smoking a little weed and then joining an ashram
Ann and Nancy Wilson of Heart: Photo Google Images
Workin’ For It…Stuart McPherson over at dVerse Poets invites us to expound on all things related to work: http://dversepoets.com/2012/06/02/poetics-workin-for-it/#comments
Posted by Bodhirose on June 2, 2012
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2012/06/02/a-woman-who-rocked/
No lover have I to claim, please nor boast
This worldly pathway alone is my stead
Feet fly lightly; I’m free to wildly coast
My mind clear of another’s wringing dread
Although attracted by masculine silhouette
In his heart and mind lay my discontent
No matter tall, dark, handsome or brunet
Lecturing discourse soon brings grave dissent
Self-centered pride..tiresome monotony
No beau of mine will seek to grieve mislead
Be gone if share not love of botany
Stiff deportment serves to stay me freed
Line up if you will; I’ll yield you a chance
Turn my mind with a wild, whirling romance
Shakespeare (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
My first attempt at a Shakespearean Sonnet…critique welcome…I hope I had a clue..
Posted by Bodhirose on June 1, 2012
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2012/06/01/no-lover-have-i-2/
Little vampire (Photo credit: Wikipedia)
A guy in the mood for a bite
Swept his cape aside and went for the site
But the girl in his clutches
Was hobbling on crutches
They both tripped so he flew off stage right
There was a young girl of Killarney
Who was known far and wide for her blarney
She flattered the men
Taking them all for a spin
‘Til the wives packed her off to the carney
Photo: Google Images
I must give credit to Madeleine Begun Kane for introducing the art of limerick writing to me and for her ideas that get me writing them. I may not always pull them off but I have fun trying. Thanks, Madeleine!
Terri at The Purple Treehouse, invites us to share some humor. http://purpletreehouse.blogspot.com/2012/05/life-is-tough-we-want-humor-funny-bunny.html
Posted by Bodhirose on June 1, 2012
http://bodhirose.wordpress.com/2012/06/01/limericks/
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