Tag: creative writing

norns (20160703)

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the woman sits at the loom
thread in her hands
she measures a cord
an arm’s length equal to
the length of a man’s life

if she coughs
or bored, looks out the window
as she pulls the skein
the measurement
might lack

if she sings freely
a song that makes her smile
or remembers a boy lost
to all but memory
she may add an extra span

she adds no knots
weaves no pattern
that task goes to
a sister already tangling
measured threads

the pattern and the knots
disguise the true length
hiding years, hiding dead ends
hiding where the third sister
kissed it with her blade

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for
the secret keeper
Weekly Writing Prompt #43
SONG | WOMAN | FREE | NO | LOST

Open Mic for July

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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):

  1. Record yourself reading one of your own works.
  2. Post it on your site (or Soundcloud or any other audio hosting site).
  3. Include a link to this post in your post;
    OR comment below;
    OR send me a message using the contact form.

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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Open Mic–Last Call for June

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Well, I said I’d do another reading, and I have. Here is is:

You can find the words to this poem here.

Also check those brave souls with amazing voices who submitted their own auditory offerings this month. And see the older Open Mic readings right here.

as we know it (20160629)

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i misread the signs
and altogether missed
the portents

slept through the ominous
omens and peculiar
prophecies

the rain of blood
should have been
my first clue

and i suppose the swarms
of frogs and locusts
and locust-frogs

might have hinted that
something
was up

but i was busy
holding your hand
so the end of the world

well
let’s just say
it could wait

saltwater (20160628)

crow16 Comments

begin in water
a stinking slime
of protein chains
so many links
of uncut summer fat sausages

emerge from the last life
dripping wet and bloody
emerge into the next life
pave the way
dripping
wet
bloody

our veins, rivers
leading to the ocean
of the heart

the salty water of
our throbbing veins
our throbbing heart

one ocean with many names
one heart in so many chests
we float
we drown
we float again

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for
The Daily Post
Daily Prompt: Water