Instapoem is about improvisation.
Instapoem is about creating raw matter from the void.
Instapoem is about order and chaos holding hands.
Instapoem is about turning inward.
Instapoem is about inspiring yourself and encouraging others.
Instapoem is about lifelong friendship between artists.
Instapoem is about getting out of your own way.
Instapoem is about trusting yourself and your craft.
Instapoem is about writing a poem within five minutes of viewing a prompt.
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Dig
ReplyDeleteMuddy hands all covered with dirt.
Trowel digs into pile of earth.
Deep in the ground a worm wriggles.
Granddaughter giggles.
Sunny day to play in the yard.
Holes dug here and there.
Dirt lies in many piles.
Granddaughter smiles.
Blue Ice Death
ReplyDeleteSo back to what I was saying
About that time when – wait!
You do remember, yes.
Your sweeping lashes flash
To hide the heat
Of a thousand nights
And a thousand thousand more
You killed me and I died
Once and again,
A willing martyr for the blue-god flame.
Raw Deal
ReplyDeletefancy that.
I started a fire
in someone else's heart
and I got burned.
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ReplyDeleteHard Core
ReplyDeleteWhen I come back around
make sure you’re good and gone
I twist and bend over backwards
for my health
once a week
at Tuesday yoga class
The broom leaves tracks
ReplyDelete- faint tracks, as the sweep of a ghostly dress -
across the thick-dusted floor.
Outside, the forsaken vines
beat lonely tattoos on the warping glass.
Time forgets we are here,
pushing with firm hands
the broom against the floor
to hold memory at bay.