What you choose to do, to believe;
who you choose to love, to marry;
are not to be judged but celebrated -
one human being to another
alive and free.
*Day 14 April 2011 Poem a Day Challenge. Prompt: Ain’t none of my business.
Posts Tagged ‘National Poetry Month’
We
Posted in Poetry, tagged #aprpad, April 2011 PAD Challenge, equality, humanity, humanness, National Poetry Month, nonjudgement, poem, poetice asides, Poetry, robert brewer on April 18, 2011 | 1 Comment »
Formless
Posted in Poetry, tagged #aprpad, anti-form, April 2011 PAD Challenge, form, National Poetry Month, poem, Poetic Asides, Poetry, robert brewer on April 15, 2011 | 5 Comments »
These words flow onto the page
in their own special way and my mind
is weakened by the idea of shaping,
paring, and fleshing them out into your
structure, into what you think is right,
when I’d much rather just let them be
themselves.
*Day 12 of April 2011 PAD Challenge. Prompt: Write an anti-form poem.
Maybe Tomorrow
Posted in Poetry, tagged #aprpad, April 2011 PAD Challenge, maybe tomorrow, National Poetry Month, poem, Poetic Asides, Poetry, robert brewer on April 14, 2011 | 1 Comment »
The world might stop spinning,
the sun cease to exist,
the moon could crumble
but somehow we always forget this.
I would tell you the truth
if I thought it were true
that these weren’t the last moments
of what’s been me and you.
*Day 11 April 2011 PAD Challenge. Prompt: Maybe _______.
I Love You
Posted in Poetry, tagged #aprpad, April 2011PAD Challenge, love, National Poetry Month, never again, peom, Poem A Day, Poetic Asides, Poetry, robert brewer on April 14, 2011 | 1 Comment »
They are the words I’ve always wanted to hear and still you spill them
as if they are worth nothing. What place must you go to conjure up
the strength to say such things with nothing solid behind them, only air,
forgotten after your next breath and yet I sit here, their sounds tumbling
through my heart wanting to believe while my brain screams never again,
never again.
*Day 10 April 2011 PAD Challenge. Prompt: Write a never again poem.
His Mother
Posted in Poetry, tagged #aprpad, children, domestic violence, mother, National Poetry Month, PAD challenge, poem, Poetic Asides, Poetry, robert brewer, violence on April 5, 2011 | Leave a Comment »
Tonight I saw a picture drawn
by a nameless child
his watery eyes telling
what his mouth could not
describe.
Two stick arms,
two stick legs,
a singular-lined
body, a beautiful
round head –
the only part colored in
red.
*Day Four of the April 2011 PAD Challenge. Prompt: Write a poem about a type of person.
Amaranthine
Posted in Poetry, tagged #aprpad, amaranthine, April 2011 PAD Challenge, energy, eternally beautiful, everlasting, National Poetry Month, PAD challenge, poem, Poem A Day, Poetic Asides, Poetry, robert brewer, unceasing, unending on April 3, 2011 | 1 Comment »
Energy floats in pristine crystal
sky, rests on soft succulent clouds,
waits on sparkling diamonds and
their black velvet playground.
Energy replicates rapidly
cell by cell floats through pure
warm ocean pulsating perfection
builds tidal waves of love
push, push, push
light
breathe.
Energy solid flesh, bone,
blood, breathes freely, fresh
spring air rains white petals,
lies in cool soil, grounded.
Energy slows rapidly sinks
through rotted roots carried
by rushing river to surging sea
ascends toward pristine crystal sky.
*Day Three of April 2011 PAD Challenge. Prompt: Imagine the world without you.
**amaranthine: eternally beautiful and unfading; everlasting.
Hades
Posted in Poetry, tagged #aprpad, National Poetry Month, PAD challenge, poem, Poem A Day, Poetic Asides, Poetry, postcard poem, robert brewer on April 2, 2011 | 1 Comment »
It is scorching here
amongst the frozen
landscape.
*Day Two of the April 2011 PAD Challenge. Prompt: Write a postcard poem; make it brief; communicate what it is like where you are; make it personal.
Oceanic Obsequy
Posted in Poetry, tagged burial, letting go, National Poetry Month, PAD challenge, poem, Poem A Day, Poetic Asides, Poetry, rebirth, writer's digest on April 30, 2010 | 16 Comments »
Standing in her pretty yellow sundress
with tiny white ruffles; brown, pig tails lined
by too much of the sun’s love; and eyes green
as fresh spring leaves floating in pools of rain,
she weeps
among the wreckage of too many memories
left unspoken, releasing them drop by drop
into the ocean’s voluminous womb.
*Day 30 of the 2010 April Poem-A-Day Challenge! The Last Day! Woohoo! Prompt: Letting Go Poem
And Suddenly the Rain Stopped
Posted in Poetry, tagged National Poetry Month, new beginnings, PAD challenge, poem, Poem A Day, Poetic Asides, Poetry, writer's digest on April 29, 2010 | 8 Comments »
Stacks of dreary sunless days
give way to parting cotton clouds
and golden rays to warm my skin
a sign that life can now begin.
*Day 29 of the 2010 April Poem-A-Day Challenge. Prompt: And Suddenly ________.
Crossing the Border
Posted in Poetry, tagged end of the line, letting go of the past, National Poetry Month, PAD challenge, poem, Poem A Day, Poetic Asides, Poetry, writer's digest on April 28, 2010 | 1 Comment »
It was drawn in indelible ink
lined with demons from my past;
soldiers demanding a passport
to freedom I could not produce.
I sat many years at this border, searching
for the weakest link to break, finally
understanding they are intertwined
and all must fall together.
In indelible ink I begin to write
their stories ensuring them this
battle will never be forgotten
and for the first time,
among the fallen corpses
I can see the end of the line.
*Day 28 of the 2010 April Poem-A-Day Challenge. Today’s prompt: Write an end of the line poem.
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