floating and leaving no trace
That’s right. Voeko has linked a great little short story all about taking that big step into the dark. Well, I’ll let you listen (and watch).
Here’s her site (which you should visit).
Here’s the November Open Mic page (which you should visit and participate in).
the runcheon rattles, its chains are long
it keens a ghostly murder song
upon the moors, upon the heath
with rasping, fetid, icy breath
the runcheon rattles, its chains unwind
with wailing moan it hunts though blind
across the meadow, out of the wood
where no child ventures whose soul is good
the runcheon rattles, its chains pulled taut
’tis bloody though it lacks a heart
amidst the town, within the lane
it shudders in the cold and rain
the runcheon rattles, its chains a ruin
its labored breath a grating tune
beyond the hedge, through the gate
it tarries not lest it be late
the runcheon rattles, by chains unbound
all too soon its prey’s been found
upon your hearth a sudden frost
the runcheon rattles–and you are lost
Yes, that title isn’t lying. The wonderful Rose, our own Poet Rummager, has graciously added a new reading to the October Open Mic page. Check out her sites here (poetrummager) AND here (slashermonster).
You can catch all the sweet voices on the Open Mic Page.
Also, consider this your last reminder for October to get your readings in for this month. Seriously, people.
Yes, that’s right. We have another reading added to the October Open Mic page. Pleasant Street offers us a wonderful poem. Make sure to check out the Open Mic page and check out her site, Are You Thrilled. I am!
Yes, the fabulous, if somewhat naughty, Rose pinged the Open Mic page, and pinged it rather hard. Go listen to it, at her very own site.
And I said I would post a new reading for everyone that comes in for the rest of the month, so here you are.
summerless blood
Well, that was fast. Pleasant Street of Are You Thrilled delivered a fantastic little poem on a recent near-death experience. You an hear it/read it at her site. And as promised, I have added two readings below.
Click to visit the Open Mic for August page.
Click to read these are the angels.
Click to read carousel
So, in this post, I asked some of you to pick a poem for me to read, and some of you did. And I do very much appreciate it. I had three poems suggested and I’ve recorded all three. I will post one tomorrow.
I will post the second IF I can get somebody else to post a link to the August Open Mic post.
I will post the third IF I can get a second somebody else to post a link to the August Open Mic post.
And so on. I’ll go back and eve re-read some of my old posts, as debilitating as that may be, and scrounge up one reading for every post that you, dear poets, link to on your own sites.
Come on, make me work. Make me dance like your puppet. I like it!
neither of us thought to bring
an umbrella
though all the signs were there
dark, sullen clouds in your eyes
and the thunder of silence
rolling between us
i pull my coat around me
and you do the same
with your own coat
self-comfort without any warmth
i make an umbrella for you
out of my bones
stretch my skin across the ribs
and this rain falls
red as a river of regrets
and never gets you wet
falls as red as everything that
ever entered or exited my heart
my cloud-shaped heart
and you are untouched
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for Jane Dougherty Writes
Poetry challenge #41: In the rain
Franz Marc In the Rain(Im Regen) (1912)
[Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
Hey, you should head over to the open mic page for July RIGHT NOW because I just added two new readings. One about a monster who might just be an angel of mercy, and another a trip down memory lane. You’ll have to go to the page to see them.
And WHILE YOU’RE THERE, feel to leave a comment, and consider making a donation to my crusade to fill up this summer with the voices of poets.
First call for the monthly Open Mic Invitation.
You know you want to lull me to sleep with your mesmerizing, velvety tones. So why not, I say. Why not? Grab an ice cold lemonade or iced tea (or an Arnold Palmer for those JUST CAN’T CHOOSE), wet your whistle, and hit record on your phone/computer/ultra modern recording studio.
We’re all waiting to hear you.
Here are the steps you need to take (reduced to three for a limited time):
I will post a link with your name and poem title RIGHT HERE and on the new Open Mic page (it’s above in the menu).
Remember, it’s an open mic invitation. NOT a challenge.
Also, if you can think of a way to improve the format, I’m all ears.
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Poet Rummager aka Rose Fluttering
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Crow the moon and the crickets
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Poet Rummager (aka Rose) Scylla
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Pleasant Street hotter than eggs on a pan
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REVELACIONES ÍNTIMAS DE UN ESCLAVO CAR-di-NAL
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Crow caught without umbrellas (20160727)
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Words and Feathers 