Hello friends
Hello All,
Checking to make sure I know how to post and login to my account:).
Excited about tomorrow!.
Love
Seema
testing the system again again
Postings from people perturbed how to put their poetry in the proper place.
nurturing a needless kneejerk nonsensical naddering
testing to test and test alone.
Introduction
Whooo are youuu? ~ Caterpillar, Alice in Wonderland
Fifth grade. Journalism segment of English class. Answer these five questions and you’ve got a story, the teacher said: who, what, when, where, why.
Who… I am a shadow dancing in the dark. I am a meadow, waiting for a lark.
What… does it matter if a man gains the world, but does not have love?
When… do large frightening things grow small enough to fight?
Where… in the world is it safe? Is it light there? Do the kids get to eat every day? I have more questions than answers. Does this mean I don’t have a story?
Why…I read a lot of books. In the Bible, God doesn’t seem to care much for his children. Makes sense, because my parents don’t either. I’m not sure why we can’t just go live with families that really seem to like children.
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That assignment says everything about who I was, and how I became. I raise my children under an umbrella of mental illness. I write poems, knowing that I’m not talented enough to count them as a “career choice.” The only thing bigger than my fear is love for my people. I don’t consider myself particularly brave. I just don’t feel like dying today.
Getting to know you…
Just getting comfortable with the system here so I won’t be scrambling in a couple days, screaming: “Why isn’t this working? What am I doing wrong? The internet is the devil!!” Maybe not in that particular order, but preventing the most frustrations I can is always ideal.
So that’s a little bit about me, I suppose. I drink coffee to keep the spark alive and I am looking forward to writing some poetry this Saturday and hopefully doing a good job at it! Later all. Thanks for stopping by.
Greetings!
Hello!
My name is Elisa Shoenberger and I am a freelance writer in Chicago. I am a blogger and oral historian This is my second half-marathon. Can’t wait to begin!
From my phone!
Thanks for the link Jacob! Let’s see if this is successful
Hello everyone!
I am Cheryl from Michigan. My writing pen is C. Churchill and a.k.a ccwrites. Super excited for the marathon. This is my second year. Remember to take a good rest day tomorrow and stock up on snacks!
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Janettka
Hello! I am Janette from Bellingham, Washington and this will be my first Poetry Marathon. I will be doing the morning Half Marathon.
I am in an MFA program at the University of British Columbia. I will be taking a full-year poetry course starting in September so I am grateful to be able to participate, wake up my poetry voice, and generate some new work!
We Few Remembered…
We few shall be
remembered
To love fully,completely
without
human stain
Ask me how I feel, how I
get turned on
like electricity
We few shall be
remembered
To know, five fingers
make a fist
Kismet, the imperical
context
hurling episode of
Abracadabra bile
We few shall be remembered.
To know, the nightmare
changes one
Get over the one thing
you hope for
Make a pass to save your
soul
We few shall be
remembered
To know evil is my
devine adversary
We were wrong in Vietnam
Don’t make me
feel like a train ticket
Fade to black
We few shall be
remembered
To know, taste, a grain of
sand
And death shall
have no
domain