HART Rock Community Poem #2 - May 2011

Here it is! Community Poem #2. Thank you everyone who provided a line. If I don't see you before next month, have a great one.

Community Poem #2

HART Rock Poetry and Open Mic – May 2011

Ruminate, marinate, percolate poems!

To do this, one must look from the inside out

…And from the future to your past.

Like a ray of setting sun sweeping east to west

A midwife live here

And in the reflection of her mirror

Suns tore back storm’s drapes

Snapping turtle hides under the cattails

Kinda dark down here – feels like a jail

At least we’re not constricted by dactylic hexameter

So we let words flow like sweet nectar from our fingers

And catch their meanings from the breezes

Gently whispering soft encouragement

Will that is if he could speak

He would never know what to say

So, read his mind. You’ll be right.

Right, that is, if you’re certain to be wrong

If you are certain, you must be wrong, right?

Perhaps that rule is right until I hold on to it with all my might

Holding on is sometimes all we can do

As the storms blow through

We listen to the magic of rebirth

And we wonder about all the things that are to come

But let it go to breathe, breathe this

Breath of peace, oxygen of hope

We are all that and more to one another

Freedom is irresistible, but I do not touch

I refrain from his glorious splendor.

After April Reading Note and Community Poem

Greetings,

Rain and storm yesterday and throughout the night, and Peggy and I are grateful that listeners were not kept from coming out to Rachael’s Café to listen to, and share some of their own poetry.

The HART Rock Poetry Series and Open-mic, hosting Bronislava Volkova and Feliz Cicek as featured poets, offered the community a program replete with well crafted and equally well presented poems in celebration of National Poetry month. Bronia read from the anthology she recently edited featuring more than 62 poets “Up The Devil’s Back: A Bilingual Anthology of 20th Century Czech Poetry” (with Clarice Cloutier, 2008), and poems from “Drink We Will from Delectable Well” her most recent collection of poetry. Filiz’s, reading came from a variety of poets with her presenting some of them in the Turkish language followed by English translation. She also shared some of her own writing, passing copies to listeners so they could see the color/emotional associations she attached to some specific words. She explained earlier, that as a visual artist, she enjoys using visual cues and each poem creates its own unique form on the paper.

Last month Peggy started a new tradition for the HART Rock readings. It is a line by line poem where one line is written and the page is passed along and whoever wants to join in can write a line. The paper is folded so that the writer sees only the line previously written. Follow is the poem composed last night.-----

Community Poem on Earth Day

– Line by Line poem written by participants and attendees at HART Rock’s Poetry Series and Open-mic, April 22, 2011

Earth and air, water and all fires of life

Purify and save us from the Tea Party!

With its toxic leaves and stolen spoons

The junk drawer burst its’ brim

Forks, spoons, & knives splash up like a bowling ball hits water

AND AS THEY FALL; I AM UNAFRAID

As the photons bubble, bubble up from the Sun

We may open to this bubbling on a soul level

So that we can paint orange colored days

That fade to a ribbon of moonlight stretching across the lake

The lake of delirious dreams

AND, so it is that

April is the month of melted clouds

Before me ruffles and lace, softening the night, creamy

And dreamy, casual and formal all at once

Converge upon me, begging to comfort me.

This, of such borrowed surroundings

Will not rest, surges out of the water like a whale

Free like a dolphin

Menaced by nets cast by man’s infirmity

And yet

A fiery anger

That fills and sears and eats away and

Does all matter of consumption, without remorse or regret