Day 7/30 of the Tupelo 30/30 Project (20170807)

with that casual glance
over your shoulder
i should have wondered….

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Want to read more? You can. My poem she’s no betty grable is available to read at the Tupelo 30/30 project page.

This prompt is brought to you by the wonderful Pleasant Street whose site Are You Thrilled never disappoints. You need to head over there and listen to her purr some of her poems. You really will be thrilled.

That’s seven days out of thirty under the old belt-a-roonie. That means there are twenty three left. And I got some open spots. Go to Tupelo Press’ Project 30/30 page for more details.

Day 6/30 of the Tupelo 30/30 Project (20170806)

this side of the creek
i dried my socks
and went barefoot…

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Want to read more? You can. My poem invisible made visible is available to read at the Tupelo 30/30 project page.

Already Day 6, and you may actually be reading this one Day 7. I hope I get better/faster/stronger/6 million dollars worth soon so that I don’t keep you waiting.

Folks, I need your help. Tupelo Press needs your help. More people need to read poetry. I have three whole weeks of sponsorships still left. So why not take advantage of me–I mean, this opportunity. Go to Tupelo Press’ Project 30/30 page for more details.

Day 5/30 of the Tupelo 30/30 Project (20170805)

i’ve made a real
frankensteinian mess
here…

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Want to read more? You can. My poem post-op is available to read at the Tupelo 30/30 project page.

Let’s just pretend that I know what I’m doing over here. Pasting bits and pieces of myself into a grand collage that may or may not be an accurate reflection of my psyche. Of course, I am an unreliable narrator. I can trace my lineage at least as far back Don Quixote. But I’m too laid back to tilt at anything.

But you, dear reader, you can make a difference. You can share poetry with the whole world by supporting indie presses. Go here for more details.

Day 4/30 of the Tupelo 30/30 Project (20170804)

sunshine-muting clouds
roll through the sky like fat cattle…

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Want to read more? You can. My poem rain is available to read at the Tupelo 30/30 project page.

The prompt I received for this poem (the words sunshine, lollipop and rainbow) was from Kerfe Roig. You can find her poetry and art at method two madness.

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Day 3/30 of the Tupelo 30/30 Project (20170803)

i’ve been thinking of buying a clock
for some background noise

does anyone even sell
regular clocks anymore?

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Want to read more? You can. My poem dripping faucet talks to me is available to read at the Tupelo 30/30 project page.

The prompt I received for this was from my good pal Rose. Check out (one of) her sites at POET RUMMAGER. She’s also a pretty snazzy artist.

I’ve still got sponsorship slots to fill here!

You too can sponsor a poem or just donate to Tupelo Press to ensure that poets’ voices can be heard through the vehicle of indie presses. Go here for more details.

Day 2/30 of the Tupelo 30/30 Project (20170802)

your lips turn a lovely shade of blue
as we struggle along these mountain trails….

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Want to read more? You can. My poem sailboats on a mountain is available to read at the Tupelo 30/30 project page.

The prompt I received for this was from Stephanie Harper. You can find her wonderful work at SLHARPERPOETRY. You definitely need to check out her wonderful work.

You too can sponsor a poem or just donate to Tupelo Press to ensure that poets’ voices can be heard through the vehicle of indie presses. Go here for more details.

what are you afraid of? (20170731)

we are all monkeys screaming in trees
look out for the eagles
look out for the snakes
all fears are now equal
life, death, children, resources,
sex, power, violence,
not being able to sleep
without the tv on
and sleeping with the tv on

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for
dVerse ~ Poets Pub
Quadrille #37–Be Not Afraid

habit [save me, sally field] (20170730)

my thumb
when pressed against
my index finger
rises up only
to the first joint
the tip is also the width
of the second joint
and the third joint
wraps down

and i think

–that looks like
a nun’s habit
my thumb is a nun
and i could use a sharpie
to draw a face
on the thumbnail

i wonder
after a moment
of uncomfortable
inner silence,
what the hell am i doing?

passing (20170729)

sweat sticking to my neck
like some kind of glue
the only thing
adhering is

the waning heat of
this summer evening

as with the night
so too the season

but there will
be flames ahead
we creep slowly into
fall like we’ve
forgotten to let go
of summer’s hand
while autumn waits
on the doorstep
checking her watch

Tupelo 30/30 Challenge Reminder

Hey!

Just a reminder that I am participating in the Tupelo 30/30 project for August, now less than a handful of days away.

I write 30 poems in 30 days in an attempt to draw attention to the important work Tupelo Press (an independent press) is doing in promoting poets and their work.

Of course, I don’t ask you to do something for nothing. In return for your support, I am offering these fine rewards:

  • Pick the Title—For $15, you provide me with a title and I will write a poem about it. Yes, the poem will in some way relate to the title, unlike many of my usual poems. Yes, your title can be whatever you pick.
  • Pick the Words—Also for $15, three words of your choosing will somehow be magically incorporated into a poem.
  • Collab—Another measly $15 will give you the option of writing the first half of a poem, up to five lines, and I will complete you endeavor in my stylish… style.
  • Listen to My Words—For only $25, pick one of the first three options and I will throw in, for a nominal surcharge, a recording of my voice reading that same poem. Two out of three listeners can’t tell the difference between my voice and a burlap sack full of rabid badgers.
  • Put it in Writing—Also for $25, you can pick any one of the first three options and I will send you a physically typed on actual paper copy (including smudges and typos) of the poem you have selected.
  • Kitchen Sink—For $30 you can pick any of the first three options and receive Listen to My Words and Put it in Writing benefits AND save $5. I feel like a KickStarter.
  • Strings Free Donation—Just feel like sponsoring me, donating a random amount, but don’t feel the need to get anything back but some warm fuzzy feelings? I appreciate that too. It’s like when I had to sell candy or run laps as a kid. No one expected the chocolate to be any good, but the sponsorship made it taste better.

To donate, please go this page for further instructions. I won’t try to guilt you by saying something like, Won’t you please think of the children? Because if you were thinking of the children, you’d be sending me money directly to never record my voice again.