...the junk drawer of my mind... look if you want. you might find dreams scraps (maybe featuring you?), poem scraps, ideas unformed or abandoned, dried out sharpie pens, 37 cent stamps, lies and red-herrings, lip-gloss and assorted dangling and/or misplaced modifiers.
Wednesday, April 1, 2015
Poem a day • April 2015 • Day One
Though I am busier that shite ... gonna try it.
Will try to wrangle these in a certain direction.
Will see if it works.
For today’s prompt, write a resistance poem. There are many forms of resistance, including militant resistance, resistance to new ideas, the resistance in exercise, and maybe even a little resistance to starting a new project. I hope you don’t resist the urge to write a poem today.
There is only resistance
where there is intention, will, effort.
And then the force denying:
the wheel, the cap, the relationship stuck
the white of the page,
the cloying hours of the afternoon
the decades of habit that make your eyes
look at your eyes in the mirror
and look away in disappointment.
But not today.
Resistance has been surrounded on all sides
by perseverance which, sharing the will, eases the will
forced effort let's go
push back let's go
and writing about love
now and spring
and time
time left
and love
spills
down the page
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