NaPoWriMo Day 29: Response to Plath Poetry Project

Hummingbird-nest

Poem  being responded to:

AMONG THE NARCISSI

Spry, wry, and gray as these March sticks,

Percy bows, in his blue peajacket, among the narcissi.

He is recuperating from something on the lung.

 

Response:

 

Percy needed flight free,

I tried to nurse but he abandoned me,

Yet was he ever really caught?

My heart unworthy cage, all for naught,

I too am in free flight,

As apt to soar in day as night,

My nest awaits,

The fevered taste,

Time will weave sticks into something worthy,

I release all, from birth to sea to infinity

 

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NaPoWriMo Day 27: Tarot Art Inspired

ar17

http://www.sacred-texts.com/tarot/pkt/pktar17.htm

Pour your fragrant offering at the altar of their feet

Let them fill their cup with you, when you meet,

You’ve no need but to sparkle shine

Build your empire Queen, one day at a time.

Do not be afraid to ascend,

All that was dirt once had to pretend,

Dolly Parton wasn’t built in a day,

Cost her pretty pennies to look that way,

She found the key that you now grasp,

Take a breath, take a leap, take a gasp,

I promise you I won’t let you fall,

I will hold my own crown and walk tall

NaPoWriMo Day 8: Poems in which mysterious and magical things occur

broken-heart-quote-never-regret

http://makeupgeek.idolwhitefaq.com/image-of-broken-heart-qoutes/

I

Between my ears, a graveyard where his ghost still roams,

His face clear, voice muffled, shadows of our home,
This mausoleum, once a happy place,

Now memory of time, before space,

Sometimes I think he will return but he has abandoned me,

What am I? Princess? Pea?

Why do I survey the clock as if death’s metronome?

There are no hints revealed, just silence and stone,

Phantom love and trust exist no more,

I tried to be like Jesus but surely even he must have kept score,

No one has the capacity to love without conditions,

Some say they’ve solved that mystery but it sounds like superstitions,

Dirt loves dirt because dirt loved dirt first,

Are you the best? Am I the worst?

The coin spins and you see the side you sit on,

Bleakest hopeless before the dawn,

Slam it sticky down on cherry oak, outside from within

The coin still exists,

Now I sing dirges to lull my soul to peace,

Rest peacefully my beloved, go you now from me.

II

Just beyond us, cerulean sparkle sunbeams en-wrap lime lush leaves

Violet glitter glints of wings

In this garden, the tree of life has roots to crystal streams,

Angels hover, all are lovers, in this sweet daydream,

There is all manner of hope, all manner of prayer,

Think of it and be there,

The scent of rose, peony and lavender soft on the breeze,

Chocolate alibi, sparkling stars and willow trees,

You are everything in between,

All that was and all that will be,

I sail on currents of wind,

Trusting that you will always be my friend,

Dancing into the next phase,

Sustained by hope of another day

 

Rule of Life

ask

  1. Work hard, pay off debts

 

  1. Above all else, in the end, only kindness matters, act as kindly as possible

 

  1. Take responsibility for your actions, apologize as needed

 

  1. Forgive others

 

  1. Laugh at the absurd

 

  1. Make Love

 

  1. Make space for awe and wonder

 

  1. Honor my and others bodies, minds and spirits (Feed, don’t destroy)

 

  1. Believe in my and others dreams, desires, wishes.

 

“Dreams come true, without that possibility, nature would not incite us to have them”

 

  1. Enjoy being a responsible adult (housework, finances and life) and enjoy play

 

  1. Share love deeply, truly, trusting that love transcends all and infuses all, regardless of others level of receptivity/reciprocity and regardless of titles, it persists and interweaves all things. Stay connected with that deep, true love, it is always there for you in many forms and every form is valuable and beautiful.

∞ Elemental Love ∞

Magnushttp://androidjones.com/magnus/

I_Believehttp://androidjones.com/i-believe/

 

Love like Wind,

Allowing soft air to breathe.

Love like Fire,

Warmth to the bone but not burned.

Love like Water,

Quenching when parched, Flushing the toxins.

Love like Earth,

Anchored, grounded and eternally interwoven.

Currently Listening To:

 

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What about you? What are you reading/watching/listening to? How is it engaging or draining you?

 

All Love,

Songbird Sparkle: April

Clementine von Radics

takeashot

http://www.pictame.com/user/jessoo/570597/1284878215290266724_570597

 

“I am not the first person you loved.
You are not the first person I looked at
with a mouthful of forevers. We
have both known loss like the sharp edges
of a knife. We have both lived with lips
more scar tissue than skin. Our love came
unannounced in the middle of the night.
Our love came when we’d given up
on asking love to come. I think
that has to be part
of its miracle.
This is how we heal.
I will kiss you like forgiveness. You
will hold me like I’m hope. Our arms
will bandage and we will press promises
between us like flowers in a book.
I will write sonnets to the salt of sweat
on your skin. I will write novels to the scar
of your nose. I will write a dictionary
of all the words I have used trying
to describe the way it feels to have finally,
finally found you.

And I will not be afraid
of your scars.

I know sometimes
it’s still hard to let me see you
in all your cracked perfection,
but please know:
whether it’s the days you burn
more brilliant than the sun
or the nights you collapse into my lap
your body broken into a thousand questions,
you are the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
I will love you when you are a still day.
I will love you when you are a hurricane.”

 

Read more of Clementine von Radics’ amazing work here:

http://clementinepoetry.us/