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National Poetry Month- Tie Me Up

National Poetry Month- Day 5: I challenge you to spend some time looking at the names of heirloom plants, and write a poem that takes its inspiration from, or incorporates the name of, one or more of these garden rarities.

bachelor’s button

silken ribbons leave legacy of escaped gasps, illicit sighs, forbidden touch
and denial.
the binding marks, a guarded trophy never put on display.
beneath complaints of business demands, desire begins
to simmer.

what remains…
wet sheets
lipstick stained collars
and the bachelor’s button.

miajones 4/10/16

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National Poetry Month- Love Affair With Food

National Poetry Month- Day 6: Write a poem about food. This could be a poem about a particular food, or about your relationship to food in general. Or it could simply be a poem relating an incident that involves food.

darker

its season is much too short
for the fanatics it creates
and while most love red’s attraction
it is the shade resembling nightfall
that is the sweetest seduction
which is quite difficult to resist

National Poetry Month- Cruel, Cruel Summer

National Poetry Month- Day 4:Write a poem in which you explore what you think is the cruelest month, and why.

suffocate.

Longer days
do not gain
the slightest smile.
Only terse eyes
and sassy attitude
for the gawds.
Not even promise
of beach strolls
across warmed sand.
Nor bomb pops
red, white, blue
sticky sweet memories.
Can change the
infinite side eyes
assigned to you.
So bid adieu
taking your fever
and her breath…
too.

National Poetry Month- Fan Mail

National Poetry Month-Day 3: Write a poem in the form of a fan letter to a celebrity. Now, this could be a celebrity from long ago, and needn’t be an actor or singer (though it could be).

stan.

Dearest She, Her, Me

The power you hold cannot be sent asunder by those who wish you would be seen by not heard. Those who refuse to see the determination in your irises as you witness tears in mothers who mourn their children too soon or the sparkle when the sisterhood is celebrated…the fierceness in your stride when you stomp the pavement seeking justice or grace when you walk into your anointing…the timbre in your voice when you school the deliberately ignorant or the admiration when you acknowledge those before you…or the strength in your hands when you mold the way we are represented to the world or the gentleness as you reach back to pull others up to be positioned next to you.

You are the mother earth and goddess of ‪#‎blackgirlmagic‬.

Signed-
your biggest fan.

miajones 4/3/16
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National Poetry Month- Family Portraits

National Poetry Month-Day 2: Write a poem that takes the form of a family portrait.

family tree.

back bone splintered by war-torn countries thousands of miles away.
neck weighted from protecting and redirecting unspoken terrors.
legs tired by running away from self-inflicted non-memories.
arms fatigued with waving good-bye to birth rights and hello to strangers.
heart broken from trying to maintain the family’s ghost.

miajones-4/2/16

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National Poetry Month…When Words Become Heartbeats

First Day of National Poetry Month is to write a lune…a three-line poem with a 5-3-5 syllable count. There’s also a variant based on word-count, instead of syllable count, where the poem still has three lines, but the first line has five words, the second line has three words, and the third line has five words again.

 

 

prolix pleading of innocent prose
judge’s sentence…fifty
convicted of homicide by tongue

miajones 4/1/16

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Prosperity By Syllabary

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I believe in the economy of words.

Their ability to bring an abundance of wealth to a single mother desperately trying to keep herself from drowning while working full-time, attending college full-time and raising her children well.

Their temerity to keep count of the injustices around the globe and become a part of the movement that has and will continue to shake foundations…drastically.

Their preciseness to  guillotine systematically, those that attempt to maim ideas, energy, thought or unity within 12 seconds flat.

Their aptness to initiate emotions so deeply felt, that they remain trapped in the larynx when reciprocity isn’t necessary.

National Poetry Month begins tomorrow and the love, mystery, hate, affair, laughter, thoughtfulness of words will be on full display.

There will be stories containing 500 characters of the alphabet or just one….and we will buy into those tiny characters with hopes of gaining more than our mental bank accounts can fully handle.

I believe in the economy of words.