In honor of National Poetry month I am posting a poetry video every day for the rest of April. This is a video of Jamal May. He is the author of Hum, The God Engine and The Whetting of Teeth. This poem is a contrapuntal, which has to be crazy in the head of the reader, but sounds incredible. I saw many of his videos on Youtube, but he also has a great website where you can read more of his poems.
In honor of National Poetry Month, I am Reblogging one poet I find amazing every day. As a matter of fact, I stole the idea of Reblogging from this blogger, and because of this, I have discovered allot of other fantastic writers. Sahm Ataine King is a poet, aspiring novelist, and a graphic designer. There is allot going on here. I have not even scratched the surface, but I have seen enough to know I will be looking around allot more. This senyru asks the question, Who is he? with a morbid twist of 17 syllables. So check it out, if you dare.
Betty G
Lesson #1
A vampire can not see their own reflection.
They can only use yours,
which they will drink dry.
Your laugh,
your sense of humor,
your humility,
your hope,
and before you know it,
it will all be gone.
A vampire will mirror you
and you will actually think you have met your soul mate,
but that was actually just your soul leaving your body,
dancing away right in front of you.
Next thing you know
You are gone
And when they look at you in disgust,
they will forget that they are the reason there is nothing left of you.
They turned you into their image.
And when you look into the mirror
and see nothing
You will know
You just spotted a vampire.
4/4/2013
And tomorrow comes
Shining like the Sun at play
Chasing sleep away
In honor of National Poetry month I have decided Re-blog one (or more) WordPress (or other) poets a day. I am not very good with rules. So with that in mind I would like to introduce you to an other. I recently attended a slam poetry workshop at Notre Dame University taught by Marty McConnel. It was incredible and inspiring. She spoke about the poetry and the performance. I really had never realized how much was going on in the Slam world. This was one of those moments when I thought, “YES, YES, YES, … I LOVE THIS.” So In honor of National Poetry month and 6 year olds everywhere who change the rules to the game on a dime, I would like to show you a video of a poet every day in April, starting with the very dynamic Marty McConnell. Please check out her incredible Bio at her website. The workshop I attended was free, and she may be coming to venue near you. If she does, GO, you will not be disappointed.
Betty G
In honor of National Poetry month I have decided Re-blog one (or more) WordPress (or other) poets a day. I am not very good with rules. So with that in mind I would like to introduce you to Infinitesimal Endeavor.
I love the way this poet wraps words around words throughout her poems. They remind me of songs that only the wind can sing. Everything I have read resonates to me. She has a powerful voice, and I know you will love reading her work.
Betty G
4/3/2013
Today is that day.
Birds sing about days like this.
To help us through them.
In honor of National Poetry month I have decided Re-blog one (or more) WordPress (or other) poets a day. I am not very good with rules. So with that in mind I would like to introduce you to Mother Bear.
I can’t help but be drawn to writers who rejoice in the everyday moments taken for granted, and deemed trivial, because these are the things that drive us. Deep down this is what it is about. The moments to remember in your old age and rejoice in, when in despair. So please check out this blogger and remember what it is all about.
Betty G
Skills not mentioned on my LinkedIn profile:
Able to change a diaper while my daughter tries to crawl off changing table
expert at singing baby to sleep
can roar like a lion and quack like a duck
knowledge of 80+ ASL signs including milk, more, want
can type while breastfeeding
can survive months of sleep deprivation without hallucinating
possesses strength to carry baby and groceries and diaper bag up stairs
still remembers the quadratic formula, though not how to use it
able to give everything for love
So who made up the rule of only Reblogging one WordPress poet a day during National Poetry Month? If that was the rule or just something I misread. Anyway the poet I Reblogged earlier was a a Tumbler poet, so there. But I digress, this poet I knew I would Reblog and do not want to wait another moment to do so. I had a terrible time picking out only one poem, because they are all incredible and haunting. But in this tale from the big cold city,
no you have to find out for yourself. Be sure to read around, there is allot going on.
Betty G
Your image never fades from my minds eye.….
Your silhouette, your smile, your awkward words made idealized.
Your strong hands calloused by holding your own heart too high.
It repeats like a scratch in my favorite song.
Imperfections only enhance your strength, and perception.
You learned to walk on broken shards that once was a beating heart.
You’ve learned what words to avoid and which to rinse, wash and repeat.
Because life is like that at times.
As the Moon always follows the Sun, I will follow you forever…
if only in my minds eye.
Betty G
The rising tide 