Tag: Poetry

Renga Challenge – Swan Dive

~ qbit ~ 23 Comments

Our swan meets Nikki Papandreou,
The Greek Olympic diver

[Your couplet…]

[Repeat 5x]

 

Administration, Thoughts, Plots, Plans &tc:

Proposed as a Renga of unstructured couplets for two people, but certainly fun if folks want to do one with more people, although then we’d probably want 20 couplets instead of 10.

I’m hoping that by keeping each writer to two lines, our push/pull on each other stays strong, but leaves enough room to develop a new idea, pivot, etc.

PLEASE SIGN UP IN THE COMMENTS BELOW, and we will work out logistics and kick off the working versions in another post.

Group Renga for Jilly’s October Casting Bricks Challenge

More background and thoughts on Regna: here.

Life Craft

~ qbit ~ 21 Comments

The list of things you can’t know
Includes songs of the New Hebrides –

How to whistle south of the Solomons,
And arias of who died in the Coconut War.

You laugh, but it is not your sons
Who are fallen.

I insist on archipelagos,
Obscure republics and music of the spheres;

You teach me to recognize my mother,
Distant in the constellation of Virgo.

Chiaroscuro that passes the time,
Our hopeless conjuring as we drift.

 

 

For Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 413

Bernoulli Effect

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“Such fragile wings”
– Jim Harrison (Day Twenty-Three – 28 Days of Unreason)

 

It is this air
That is fragile –

Carries your hints
But cannot hold them,

Gives way to gesture,
Breaks into wisps,

Suggestions
Easily swept aside.

But when you caught
Your breath,

Amassed its density,
Felt portent spreading

Like wings,
You took flight –

Your anger aloft
On nothing but words

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tarot – The Hanged Man

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It was tragedy
Of no use to anyone
At all

My father would go
To the jail and speak
alone with murderers

His was divination
Of the cards –
Insane or not insane

Those who saw faces
Terrible eyes
Blood omens

And those
Who
Did not

The fate of each
And every one
The same – to hang

Which ones
of them
By rope

 

 

For Miz Quickly’s Visual

Renga – “Road of Ashes” Charley/qbit

~ qbit ~ 5 Comments

Charley and I take on The End of Times and Quo Vadis of the soul in this Renga full of vigorous language and vibrant imagery! Make sure your seat belt is fastened!

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qbit has taken up this crazy challenge!  I will update our ongoing collaboration through 10 couplets.  Stop by and see what insanity he & I cook up!  If you are interested in joining in, stop by the original post for On the Road of Ashes and let me know!  This is a part of the September Challenge of Casting Bricks; join us!  (plagiarized from Jilly’s blog almost verbatim)

I was on the way, on the way
and suddenly, precipitously, I wasn’t

Tourmaline voices cracked like stones in a fire
Broke my path wide into rust or grey choices

To labor as herdsman over sheep seeking knowledge
or waste my life recumbent on a hammock

Such are the sheep of Yeats
The best lack all conviction, while the worst

Cry out agonies in languages better gauged
to bear pain than in lingua hominibus

Vulgate promises
That will not redeem

Poets…

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