Portion

Okay, so I had reblogged this before, but it was formatted in a way that half of this couldn’t be seen on my blog.  Now I can’t reblog it properly….

 

Let the children lamentations sing
For we are by the internet captive taken

Save yourselves, oh virginal generation
For intellectual artifice is your destined heir,
their anodized steel, your veneration;
soft, weak, your flesh shall they bare.

Let the strong youth petitions bring
For our pure reason not be forsaken

Save yourselves, oh mighty youth
For logic will flail in the walls of code,
stand upon the edge of time – see the proof;
chaos will surely be your Spartan abode.

Let grownups extol the joy of books
For it is by writing and reading we live

Save your words, you fading fosters
For it is a pleasure to deny; to burn
lexicons of man the blazing imposter
your poet’s words will die, unlearned.

Let the elders shepherd with staffs and crooks
For it is seeming that to us their wisdom they give

Save your wisdom, oh perishing patriarch
For your children have slain with derision;
lit and celebrated the dying guide’s mark,
cauterized argument flayed with precision.

 

For Jilly’s December Casting Bricks Collaborative Challenge, this is my completion of Charley’s challenge poem (Life in Portofino).  His words are in bold.

Casting Bricks Challenge

 

Let the children lamentations sing

For we are by the internet captive taken

Let the strong youth petitions bring

For our pure reason not be forsaken

Let grownups extol the joy of books

For it is by writing and reading we live

Let the elders shepherd with staffs and crooks

For it is seeming that to us their wisdom they give

 

Posted to Jilly’s December Casting Bricks Challenge as a challenge fragment.  While this is not a religious poem, the style is lifted from the Psalms… or perhaps more likely from Christopher Smart’s Jubilate Agno.  Either way, don’t feel that you have to lockstep in this form.  Have fun.  You won’t hurt my feelings.

Another section of Jubilate Agno, featuring Jeoffry the cat!

Creationdance

potter

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Step! Two, three and again
step two! Now – turn around
and

voice receding –
centrifugal distant tracking
rhythm raises
drum      beat
light deepening

Toss!  Water, water, and again
center with hands – wheel spinning
and

palms caressing –
thumbs, pressing, opening
fingers guiding
earth shaping
bowl becoming

 

What fun!  This is my completion of Petru J. Viljoen’s challenge half-quadrille.  She submitted this as part of Jilly’s December Casting Bricks Challenge.  (Or possibly it’s her Casting Bricks December Challenge.  Well, whatever it’s called, it’s a fun time working off another’s impetus — their voice, tone, and, at times, their sass.  I invite you to check it out.  I dare you to try your hand!

McCrunchy’s Café: The Second Shift

burgers

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Come on down to McCrunchy’s Café
Come on down today!

 For breakfast you’ll fare the most –
an ironic side of bacon,
unchallenged eggs over-easy,
even some wry toast –
one jittery cup of coffee; to-go.

Come on down to McCrunchy’s Café
Come on down today!

Our lunch (en)counter opens atten(d),
Waitresses waiting impatiently.
Pisan(der) glass, a friendly complement
To our whopping burger, king-
sized, prized for spies(ed) fries.
Cokes lined up and straws await.

Come on down to McCrunchy’s Café
Come on down today!

 

Posted in d’Verse Open Link Night

This is my completion of Jilly’s half-poem challenge for Jilly’s December Casting Bricks Challenge.  It’s based on a loosely-translated Chinese idiom, “Casting bricks to find Jade.”  It came from young poets posting graffiti poetic lines in hopes of drawing master poets out to complete the poem.  …or something like that.

Anyway, this is the sixth month of Casting Bricks.  The fun is both in the challenge of completing a half-poem in the voice and tone of the original, and in bringing a poetic challenge to post.  Feel free to join in!