Tuesday, April 7, 2009

April 7 Poem The studio

Prompt - write a poem for something clean or dirty  - edited 12/2010

The Studio

Unpretentious and clean, the door stands open
to a room of possibility:
.....jumbles of crayon, paint tubes, varnish, stain and taint
.....shards of ceramic, spears of mirror, postcards once quaint
.....and piles of torn paper, shreds of paint peeled from a tray
.....(smooth, yet stretchy), bottle caps with a certain stain
.....of rust, dollhouse chairs, a dollhead bust
.....pictures torn from a ‘zine, a rectangle of canvas board.
A story of caprice and shadow begins




-- Mistryel Walker

Monday, April 6, 2009

April 6 poem- Question for the departed

prompt - a poem for something missing

Question for the departed

Into the endless void
we stare and blink.
See nothing always,
but always think
where are you?
Are you?

- Mistryel Walker

Sunday, April 5, 2009

April 5 Poem - Washington Monument

April 5 poem on a landmark


Washington Monument

Tall needle of democracy, impales all cloud
the industrialist bedlam ensues, thunder complains aloud
The ozone thins, the sun rays pelt, in all this heat
Greenland and the polar ice caps melt.


P.S. I hate this one.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

April 4 poem - oh Please, A little armor

My poem for April 4th - the prompt was to pick an animal:

oh please, a little armor

Armadillo of my envy
waddles on with leathery grace
and when alarmed, curls to himself
in fetal retreat. Turtle, my other idol
moves at a such slow deliberate pace
and when the world is too engaging
withdraws his head and hides his face.

--Mistryel Walker

Thursday, April 2, 2009

April 3 Poem - Canine Compromise

This is another poem I wrote during the poem a day April 2009 challenge - this poem was fir April 3: It's really about how mis-adapted we are for our modern lives....
Canine Compromise

The problem with dogs is underemployment.
Eons of DNA for running the tireless patrol,
cooperative hunting for fun and profit,
the upper-handed snarl, or deep-den digging
dirt-flying intensity or gnawing elk femurs,
or marking or sniffing out the latest odorous map.

All this reduced to a 20-minute walk, and a half-
hour yard run, two antique humans, one with
no sense of humor, a chair under the window, and
a horrid selfish cat who bits dog toes, ears, lips
anything to secure the sun-spot on the rug.
Ah well, waiting for the mailman will have to do

-- Mistryel Walker

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Vote Bots hit my youtube channel overnight

Amazing stuff. Automated votebots attacked my wee-little brand new channel overnight and most of my videos went from five stars to one star overnight. Some had less the ten views but had been rated as many as 34 times. I did have the foresight to disable ratings on My Escape from Christianity which seemed like an obvious target.

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

April 1 Poem, Poem-a-day in April Challenge "Out of the Muck"

This and all the poem a day entries are back dated. I wrote and posted them all to the Poem A Day Writer's Digest blog during april. It took me a while to post them here..)

The prompt was "origins"

Origin

Out of the muck we come
over-adrenalized and peevish
Muscled, toothed, furious to survive

Out of night, into the cave,
firelight dancing, igniting imaginings
of more-than-muck, and we

Out of our minds, with fire-born charcoal,
into the cavern carve a vast sprawling hunt
that we have made: gazelle, mammoth, man

men, together, ready for more than muck.

--- Mistryel Walker

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