less is more
when the rain came the girl in the musical question would be mystically tinged
personal wealth is currently humming along.
Declaration of Independence Erased
Poem Twelve
Declaration of Independence erased
Self-evident men create
their Creator and Happiness.
Men come destructive.
Government should be changed
for light and transient causes.
Mankind’s evils are sufferable.
Train abuses in a design to reduce right.
Throw future security to the present King of Great Britain.
Usurp the establishment of these States
to prove wholesome pubic good.
Representation to tyrants only.
Bodies place uncomfortable depositories with manly firmness.
Original below…
Declaration of Independence (in part)
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.–That to secure these rights, Governments are instituted among Men, deriving their just powers from the consent of the governed, –That whenever any Form of Government becomes destructive of these ends, it is the Right of the People to alter or to abolish it, and to institute new Government, laying its foundation on such principles and organizing its powers in such form, as to them shall seem most likely to effect their Safety and Happiness. Prudence, indeed, will dictate that Governments long established should not be changed for light and transient causes; and accordingly all experience hath shewn, that mankind are more disposed to suffer, while evils are sufferable, than to right themselves by abolishing the forms to which they are accustomed. But when a long train of abuses and usurpations, pursuing invariably the same Object evinces a design to reduce them under absolute Despotism, it is their right, it is their duty, to throw off such Government, and to provide new Guards for their future security.–Such has been the patient sufferance of these Colonies; and such is now the necessity which constrains them to alter their former Systems of Government. The history of the present King of Great Britain is a history of repeated injuries and usurpations, all having in direct object the establishment of an absolute Tyranny over these States. To prove this, let Facts be submitted to a candid world.
He has refused his Assent to Laws, the most wholesome and necessary for the public good.
He has forbidden his Governors to pass Laws of immediate and pressing importance, unless suspended in their operation till his Assent should be obtained; and when so suspended, he has utterly neglected to attend to them.
He has refused to pass other Laws for the accommodation of large districts of people, unless those people would relinquish the right of Representation in the Legislature, a right inestimable to them and formidable to tyrants only.
He has called together legislative bodies at places unusual, uncomfortable, and distant from the depository of their public Records, for the sole purpose of fatiguing them into compliance with his measures.
He has dissolved Representative Houses repeatedly, for opposing with manly firmness his invasions on the rights of the people.
(Hour 12) 09.30-10.30am. PROMPT, facebook challenges issued by 3 friends
challenge accepted
we live in an age where orangeclad
stiltwalkers strut city blocks
executing yellowshirted bears
for no other reason than
the colour of their clothes
where single mimes smuggle
salmon to work in their overcoats
so they have someone to talk to
while they shop for silence
on their packed lunch breaks
or perhaps alarmingly where sleep
deprived mask makers in the early
hours of dawn sniff the saddles
of their wife’s puppet’s bikeseat
to discover the odour of burnt cathedral bell rope
up
breaking into fragments, like thoughts adding
sadly subtracting … when all around you are
NB: after struggling to load the erasure app for 25 minutes (flash was playing up) … I decided to abandon the official prompt & try to accommodate three of my facebook friends’ (I use the term lightly, given how obnoxious their challenges) requests for things to put in a poem. This surreal piece of nonsense effectively includes every single request (16 in total) … if perhaps at the risk of the poem making any sort of sense. Though I suppose I could pass it off as a dream poem & Bob’s my male relative.
“The Voyage Out”
The sun going down. Dusk saluted. As usual,
by instantaneous sparkle of light.The hours between,
were always difficult to kill.
Night.
The dance further tarnished by the dissipation. Certainly in the opinion of those who lay,
in the middle. With coffee beside them, and their cigarettes.
Unusually dull. The women, unusually dressed. The men unusually distributed,
an hour ago.
Either of the two – As every person.
Received, now engaged. Seemed hard, and prompted the caustic remark,
that fed. Their silence. He said.
Reminded
of the silence, in the house. When each held – a lump.
Stimulated by this. Liken some –
to canary birds, to swine, and to loathsome reptiles.
Curled round, decayed bodies of intermittent sounds.
Now – a throat clearing
a patter of conversation, just declared.
If you stand- when being mauled.
these comparisons, did not rouse
who, after a careful glance around the room
fixed eyes, upon native spears. So ingeniously arranged.
Their points clearly oblivious.
Whereupon, perceiving. That
mind completely blank. Fixed attention
more closely upon fellow creatures
too far from them to hear what they are saying.
Pleased. To construct little theories
from their gestures and appearance.
Amanda Potter©: 2019 Poetry Marathon
Prompt 15… Prose Edda: On The Wonderful Things In Heaven
Gods by Ygdrasil.
reach heaven
drink Mimer
Know yet— not:
the third heaven,
sacred Urd,
doomstead,
Asa-bridge?
Thor wades every day
judge near.
Holy waters roar—
Tree forever stands.
over Urd’s fountain.
Those Choices
Those Choices
Virginia Carraway Stark
Beautiful
Ascended
A thousand times I died
Promising to return
I saw no reason not
To keep away from the other side
Because
It seemed like giving up
And I didn’t want to leave the stage
-plus there was this promise I had made-
I wasn’t afraid of leaving
But saw no need to go
So I linger on
Despite
The
Beautiful
Ascended
World that there is beyond
The Universe is kind to us
It lets us fundamentally decided
We might regret
Our choices later
It might seem a disservice was committed
It does a world of wonder
To handle some starlight
and remember how
Beautiful
Ascended
Those choices are always there
If we ever want to make them
Dying is always there
Living is always there too
The better gift of the two
The harder gift to take
We must be brave and we must
Never forget
The scintillating joy we felt
When we chose the light within
and to return that self same light
to the world we walk
Prompt 16, Hour 13
Open a dictionary. Pick out an unusual word. Let your poem define that word without ever using the word itself (except perhaps, as the final word in the poem.) You may choose to use the word as your title if that works for you.
Credit for this prompt goes to Donna Meyer,
Erasure 12th Hour
My sensory attuned to
Our hearts dancing
Beyond depths of wonder
Creating night skies elegant
Unveiling love
Together charity
to never hurt
And forever reflect
Love
Erasure from No Misunderstanding My Love by m. jewel h. Bejeweledpoetry
My sensory attuned to
Our hearts dancing
Beyond depths of wonder
Creating night skies elegant
Unveiling love
Together charity
to never hurt
And forever reflect
Love
