Post It Note Poetry—Final Week
The final week of Post It Note Poetry month came and went and I was unable to put this blog post up until now because I went out of town to a convention with my honor’s society chapter. It was a great convention; our chapter won some awards as a whole, and my short story, Parker’s Pygmalion, took the first place award for Short Story, Fiction.
For the final four days of the Post It Note Poetry event, I wrote three poems. Here they are:
Monday, February 25, 2013
No Clowns
No Clowns
I can not abide a clown,
I do not like a painted frown,
I do not like their scary eyes.
Clowns are what I despise!
I might be a little un-P.C.
But at the circus, you won’t find me!
When I see one, I run and hide.
A clown I can not abide.
Tuesday, February 26, 2013
this is no dream
this is no dream
merchant
& politician
counting coins
bought
& borrowed
they have to
wipe away
dirt
& blood…
abundance
overflows
the granaries…
& still
the people starve.
Thursday, February 28, 2013
For Rosa
For Rosa
She would not get up.
She would not move.
She grew tired of getting up,
just so someone else could keep her down.
And she grew tired of moving,
in a country that tried
to make time stand still.
I ended the poetry challenge with 20 poems written, which is twenty more than I had at the start. Some of them are pretty good, some of them…meh, not so much. The point of the month-long event was to write poetry and to free yourself to write it, even if it was bad.
The following links are for the previous Post It Note Poetry weekly blogs:
