I water your roots Your leaves, your stems, your petals Yes, even your thorns
Written for the poetry challenge at www.wordcraftpoetry.com
Poetry
Reading from “Hidden in Childhood”
I read the poem titled “The Girl Who Should Have Been a Boy” by Alethea Kehas, who writes at The Light Behind the Story. This was at an event in Hartford called “Other People’s Poetry.” The rule is that you can’t read your own poems, so I was happy to read from this magnificent anthology.
The anthology is available here. Thanks as always to Gabriela Marie Milton for publishing this wonderful book.
Haiku for #Tankatuesday
Thoughts evaporate Yielding to infinite breath. Inhale. Float home.
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“Float” for #tankatuesday
My wife will tell you: I can't float. For her, floating is yielding to the strength of water. To slow down, inhale deeply, held by its power. Me? I am on top of the water for a moment before my breathing quickens My belief evaporates And I am taken under by water's power.
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Bestseller!
The book I contributed to, Hidden in Childhood, is a bestseller on Amazon! If you are interested, get your copy here.
Congratulation to Gabriela Marie Milton and thanks again for accepting my poem!
Senryu
Trying the poetry challenge from Colleen M. Chesebro
A Senryu is essentially a Haiku, but instead of being about Nature it is about human nature.
I fixate on you As if you are in the room Instead of my phone
Cover Update
Updated cover for the anthology that my poem ‘Self of Steam’ will be published in.
This is what you shall do
I read Whitman’s poem last night. Really a worthwhile read.
This is what you shall do:
Love the earth and sun and the animals,
Despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks,
Stand up for the stupid and crazy,
Devote your income and labors to others,
Hate tyrants, argue not concerning God,
Have patience and indulgence toward the people,
Take off your hat to nothing known or unknown,
Or to any man or number of men,
Go freely with powerful uneducated persons,
And with the young and with the mothers of families,
Read these leaves in the open air,
Every season of every year of your life,
Reexamine all you have been told,
At school at church or in any book,
Dismiss whatever insults your own soul,
And your very flesh shall be a great poem,
And have the richest fluency not only in its words,
But in the silent lines of its lips and face,
And between the lashes of your eyes,
And in every motion and joint of your body.
Getting Published
I’m proud to announce that my poem “Self of Steam” will be published in Hidden in Childhood: A Poetry Anthology!
Thank you so much to Gabriela Marie Milton for this opportunity!
Eclipse in a Dish
Mark Bozeman 