Creating "New Lives"

Worked with Compare and Contrast-intersection-juxtaposition, etc.

I did achieve the effect I wanted.


Extract from "New Lives" 

First published in David Fraser's beautiful blog called Ascent Aspirations: Friday Poems.  The piece can be read in its entirety by going to the blog, clicking Friday's Poems at top left, choosing 2017 poems and then scrolling to February 3rd.  (it's not too far down)


https://search.yahoo.com/search?ei=utf-8&fr=aaplw&p=ascent+aspirations:+friday%27s+poems
New Lives


A piece of trash                                                         
                                                                        A woman


Thrown out the door                                                 
                                                                        Thrown out of the house

Lies in the street                                                        
                                                                        Walks the streets

By itself                                                                     
                                                                        Alone

Forgotten                                                                   
                                                                        Abandoned

It's original use unremembered.
                                   
                                                                        No longer loved by one who did.






Afterthoughts for "New Lives"

I see when men love women. They give them but a little of their lives. But women when they love give everything.

Oscar Wilde

Yet, taught by time, my heart has learned to glow for other's good, and melt at other's woe.

Homer

Truth is everybody is going to hurt you: you just gotta find the ones worth suffering for.

Bob Marley

Extract from "Oz"

My dear, talented friend, Njord James created this ad for my book.  Generous on several levels as he is an author himself (The Vikings, The Story of the Maya, and coming September 1st, The Hidden Hollow.) Nevertheless, he took time away from touting his own work to tout mine.  What a guy!

http://madswirl.com/short-stories/2017/05/digging-the-day/



Creating "Digging the Day"

I had a great time writing this beat poem.  It's one of my longer efforts and it took several weeks of cajoling my brain to complete it.  Those who inspired it are long gone, but their brilliant writing lives on. (check the afterthoughts below)

Extract from "Digging the Day"

"Living alone without talk is how I feel my peace,
However, that moon in my head is now again speaking to me,
loud and with great truth,"

Afterthoughts for "Digging the Day"

“[...]the only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes “Awww!” 

Jack Kerouac-"On The Road"

Man is an artifact designed for space travel. He is not designed to remain in his present biologic state any more than a tadpole is designed to remain a tadpole. 

William S. Burroughs

“I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by 

madness, starving hysterical naked, 

dragging themselves through the negro streets at dawn 

looking for an angry fix, 

angelheaded hipsters burning for the ancient heavenly 

connection to the starry dynamo in the machinery of night, 

who poverty and tatters and hollow-eyed and high sat 

up smoking in the supernatural darkness of 

cold-water flats floating across the tops of cities 

contemplating jazz, 

who bared their brains to Heaven under the El and 

saw Mohammedan angels staggering on tenement roofs illuminated, 

who passed through universities with radiant cool eyes 

hallucinating Arkansas and Blake-light tragedy 

among the scholars of war, ” 

Allen Ginsberg-"Howl and Other Poems"

Creating "Man In The Bath"

To some, it seems there is no other choice.  I did not know this man, but I wish I could have told him there was.


Extract from "Man In The Bath"

Published October, 2015 in "Blue Pepper."  My first ever published poem.  Thank you, Justin, I still love you for that.  The poem is also written in its entirety in "Big Questions, Little Sleep."

"This asylum,
Still shrouded in darkness,
Newly coated with red algae bloom,
Lies in wait,
For what, it's not known,"


Afterthoughts for "Man In The Bath"


Look for me in the whirlwind or the storm.

Marcus Garvey


The storm came. Lives were washed away. Ancient pains resurfaced. Now it is time for a sea of change.

Tavis Smiley


Be true to yourself. Make each day a masterpiece. Help others. Drink deeply from good books. Make friendship a fine art. Build a shelter against a rainy day.

John Wooden

This poem was published in the absolutely gorgeous GloMag on Sunday, July 16.  I feel so honored to have my work in the company of the brilliant and beautiful writing of so many other talented poets.

My Drawing:

Creating "Petals"

I wrote this one for my honey.  Enough said.
It was published in Blognostics.

You may read "Petals" in its entirety by clicking here:

http://blognostics.net/blognostics-an-innovative-experience-in-literature-poetry-and-art/2016/12/28/petals-linda-imbler/


Afterthoughts for "Petals"

Sensuality without love is a sin; love without sensuality is worse than a sin. 

Jose Bergamin

Love is like the wild rose-briar; Friendship like the holly-tree. The holly is dark when the rose-briar blooms, but which will bloom most constantly? 

Emily Bronte

A virtuous character is likened to an unblemished flower. Piety is a fadeless bud that half opens on earth and expands through eternity. Sweetness of temper is the odor of fresh blooms, and the amaranth flowers of pure affection open but to bloom forever. 

Dorothea Dix