Saturday Morning: Poems and Music

Exceptional Sounds

A few things emerging from a creative Saturday morning … the poem above is from a one-word prompt (“exceptional”); the comic poem comes from Grant Snyder’s Comic Poetry Month daily prompts (“messy”); and the music track was something I tinkered with, liked and completed, and the title (“In An Otherwise Odd World”) was strange enough to generate an interesting image via Adobe Firefly.

Words in Motion comic poem

Peace (making it),
Kevin

Assorted Poems (A Remembering)

Mourn The Changing Season

Most of these poems are from my morning writing, either from one-word prompts off Mastodon or from Open Write or from Write Out or from the nothingness that is the mind at work.

Piano Keys

May Morning Poem

A Path Winds Through

Listening To The Woods

Garbled Poem

Peace (and thought),
Kevin

Collection of Digital Poetry

A friend was asking me more about Digital Poetry, and so I gathered together a collection of some of the video and animated and text and art poems that have been gathering dust over at YouTube into a Digital Poetry Playlist.

I added 129 poems (most are very short), a number that surprised me.

It was quite a journey to return to some of these pieces — some I didn’t remember at all, and some were rich moments of a return to the composition and construction.

Peace (and Poems),
Kevin

Poetry: A Word Goes Walking

In Sync

This poem comes via a prompt from Open Write this morning about taking a word for a walk. I used the word “synchronized” and it was a tricky bit of writing here, making sure the six lines with six words had the word moving systematically through the poem from first-word position to last-word position.

Peace (in and out of sync),
Kevin

Write Out Poetry: Wind Whispers Song (multiple version)

Wind Poem

This morning’s Daily Create prompt for Write Out was all about the sound of wind, and the music it makes. I did a few versions of my morning poem, including the regular text, a visual with Word Art, a video with the word art and just music, and then a final version in which the words are blown by the wind, with narration of the poem itself.

Peace (listening to the song of the wind),
Kevin