Poem: Skating In The Remembering

Twelve Sparkling Lights
Twelve Sparkling Lights flickr photo by Sushanta – paper, scissors, void shared under a Creative Commons (BY-NC) license

This morning’s prompt at OpenWrite was about “reflection and projection” but I found myself caught up in the classroom move I am making (for the first time, in many years), and the packing up of everything now.

Boxes, packed
with papers,
books, pens,
notes, plans

In August,
I hope to better
understand where
things have gone

For now, I’m on
the surface of
the mirror,
skating in the

Not yet
imagining the space
taking shape
only in my mind,
for some future time

Peace (in reflections),

Open Write: June

Why Not Kinder?

It’s the first few days of the five days of poetry prompts at Open Write. Here are my two poems.

The first (above) is a found poem from a graduation speech by author George Saunders, with the poem set against image by NASA.

The second (below) is a “duplex poem” where lines riff of each other.

And then the third (far below) is a poem inspired June Jordan’s “These Poems.”

In The Moment When Music Is MadeThese Poems

Peace (and explorations),

Assorted Poems

Savor The Soft Wind

I’ve been writing my morning poems with regularity. Quality, depends. Here are a few of those poems.

Spin Wildly

Mosquito Song

In Tidal Waters

Tree Grove Silence

Night Descends Slowly

Peace (and poems),

Music Themes In Morning

Sunshine Guitar

It’s not unusual for me to use music as my theme for some morning creativity — either making it or using music to inspire writing or art. This morning was no different, with my morning poem (with prompt of “sunshine” off Mastodon) leading to a guitar haiku poem and the DS106 Daily Create (“complete this picture“) leading me to imagine a bent trumpet.

Awkward Trumpet

Peace (and sound),

Poems: Mill River Flood Commemoration

Mill River Flood Commemoration

All month, I’ve been writing and sharing a series of poems inspired by historical document “pins” (information posters placed at various points along the way) that have been placed to commemorate the 150th anniversary of the Mill River Flood here where I live in Western Massachusetts. My initial plan was to write a poem for every pin but there were just too many pins (70+) but I still used quite a few of the pins from the StoryMap project that digitally renders the story of the flood.

My aim was to understand the story of the flood on another level by engaging with the historical pins as texts. I already had knowledge of the flood and it devastating impact on the village where I live (many people died — the dam was faulty — the rich mill owners never had to pay the price for cutting corners).

You can either read my poems forward (following the pins, which followed the waters as the dam broke and the river surged forward) or read them in reverse (using the hashtag I created to track the poems) to track the impact of the flood from downriver, upward.

Mill River/Leeds Artwork

This beautiful artwork by my neighbor – Heidi Stevens — was featured as part of a commemoration ceremony we had this month, where the names of all victims of the flood were read aloud, so that we — the community — would not forget them. Heidi used found river glass for her work. We still find glass, pottery, buttons and other materials in the river, an echo of the past in the form of lost objects.

Peace (flows forward),

Made In A Morning

Music Note

No real reason to post these but the sketch art above is from a Daily Create prompt and the poem below is from a Mastodon prompt.

Sing Cicada Sing

Peace (sharing it),

Four Poems: Moth, Silence, Flower, Flood

Moth Flicker

Here are four poems from today and yesterday. The one above is from the Daily Haiku prompts off Mastodon, where today’s prompt was “moth.”

Silence Map

This second is inspired by a poem shared by Terry, along with some explanations and possibilities and the concept of a “silence map” took hold in my mind.

First Bloom of Spring

A third poem is from the morning’s prompt at DS106 Daily Create, about remixing a poem by Thomas Moore, to make it a bit more upbeat and cheerful.

Mill River Flood poem10

Finally, this last one is part of a series of poems I am writing, inspired by some local historical work on the 150th anniversary of the Mill River Flood in Western Massachusetts. I am using the text and stories of dozens of pin markers to craft small poems. (see my poems here)

Peace (in verse),