NaPoWriMo Day 5 (back on track)

Posted on April 6, 2016 by The Read-e-ologist

(Re)spect

I was making a spectacle,

Dread detectable.

I had to step back,

Wipe my eyes and mind,

To see what I could find,

Align my spine—

Find out if I even have one left.

I found myself cyclical,

Continually cynical,

Questioning you,

And avoiding the reciprocal.

In retrospect, I must confess,

That while inspecting

the speck near you

I was ignoring the plank,

Driven like a stake,

Through my own vision.

I need time for introspection,

To review what is written,

Change my mission.

No need to defend

my position

because,

When I look back,

and look again

(Re)connecting—

(Re)specting—

I can see

That I need

To adjust my view

(And maybe my thinking),

Though I’ve no inkling

How to begin.

NaPoWriMo Day 4 (on the 5th day)

Posted on April 6, 2016 by The Read-e-ologist

With All Due Respect

Any aspect of respectable

That can be found feasible

From your spectrum,

Your perspective,

Can’t undo the reprehensible—

Even if it was not intentional.

Pardon me for being skeptical—

My questions unacceptable—

But I’m trying to find a way

To get back on the pedestal.

So, I’ll pay my respect,

But why does it have to be

So costly?

NaPoWriMo – Day 3

Posted on April 4, 2016 by The Read-e-ologist

Usually I try a variety of poetry styles during National Poetry Writing Month, so I feel kind of bad that I have two blackout poems in a row. I couldn’t help it. They are such fun. Moreover, I have made everyone near and dear to me read Fish in a Tree by Lynda Mullaly Hunt. Letting such a beautiful book evoke a poem was inevitable.

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NaPoWriMo – Day 2

Posted on April 2, 2016 by The Read-e-ologist

Blackout Poem

#BlackoutPoem #NaPoWriMo

National Poetry Writing Month

Posted on April 2, 2016 by The Read-e-ologist

This was written on April 1, 2016

Ode to Kwame Alexander (aka Lemme ShakeYour Hand, Sir)

Oh, Kwame—

With your wonder words—

Laying lines of rhyme,

Preying on prepositions in their prime:

Outside the cage,

‘Round with rage

With, or without, wage,

Down

the

page.

Within the winsome,

Surrounding the sweetness,

Hanging with the hope.

Throw me a challenge.

Amuse me with your musing.

Confuse me until I see.

Wind me up with wondering.

Word to your words.

Poetry Month – Day 21

Posted on April 22, 2014 by The Read-e-ologist

Cold Fury by T.M. Goeglein (Shadorma poem)

Gun and cash –

Sixteen and alone –

Sara Jane

Rispoli

Needs to find her parents and

Fight for her own life.

Poetry Month – Day 16

Posted on April 17, 2014 by The Read-e-ologist

The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky (Acrostic)

Wallowing in the pain of

Awkward adolescence,

Learning to

Love others and to become

Free enough to

Love yourself,

Outcast, and casting out the

Wailing of an

Earlier you –

Redeemable with truth.

Poetry Month – Day 15 (Cinquain)

Posted on April 16, 2014 by The Read-e-ologist

This one is a cinquain (5 lines, syllables 2-4-6-8-2).

Auggie,

With heart of gold,

Face-to-face with bullies –

Being himself for his own sake

And theirs.

Poetry Month – Day 13

Posted on April 13, 2014 by The Read-e-ologist

For this new trilogy, I have written a Triolet…

Genius appliances and friends,

Treasures found in Tesla’s Attic,

Are they magic or mathematic?

Genius appliances, and friends,

Are drawn to the new kid Nick.

One who might know how it ends-

Genius appliances and friends-

Treasures found in Tesla’s attic.

Day 11 – Poetry Month (Limerick)

Posted on April 12, 2014 by The Read-e-ologist

Med Head: My Knock-down, Drag-out, Drugged-up Battle with My Brain by James Patterson

There once was a young man named Cory,

Who had a triumphant story –

Tourette’s, OCD,

Mixed with anxiety-

Tough love (not the meds) brought him glory.