I’ve just done a little reorganising of pages/categories. The ‘Poetry ideas’ is now ‘Rough Poems’, and the posts that were in Rough Poems before are now ‘Poems in Progress’. Poetry ideas just didn’t seem the best description, and I’ve been meaning to change it for a while.
Poem ideas
20:68
Bouquet of flowers,
bought within the time
before, dead.
Still they’re displayed
in the window,
denial of death,
denial of endings,
denial that you
lack the freedom to
refresh and replace them.
20:69
Decoration of chalk
marks you all for
ruin. Respect never present,
never considered, never
demanded. Tears of rage
at the thoughtless colours
splattering your world,
transforming peace into
chaos. A house barricaded
with smiling pictures,
facial expression forever
fixed as your soul
screams in anguish
and despair.
20:70
Forgetting the comfort
of a daily routine,
and the person who
once had it. Stable life,
stable feelings have
collapsed and dissolved,
leaving a helpless heap
to feel everything, and
nothing. Trapping your
body, but emotions
bursting free. How
much longer can you
live like this? Can
you ever go back?
Poetry ideas
20:66
Faded and tired walls,
scrubbed with years
to thinness. No protective
layers to defend
pained eyes from
seeing, or experiencing,
the scars life brought
you. Crack under gazes
and bury yourself in
dirt. Will a fresh
layer of paint cure all,
as you hide yourself…
from yourself.
20:67
Corona rays pierce through
the future of tomorrow,
transforming warmth to
scolding, comfort to fear.
Duck into shadows and
buildings, hoping ignorance
of light will save the
breath you draw from
suffering, and pain.
Poetry ideas
20:64
Foreign breath of fresh
air, its taste forgotten
after stale and safe
confinement. Do you
spy visible disease above
your head, or ignore it
to gulp down more
sweet, sweet freedom?
20:65
Watch through windows
painted with rainbows
as the people beyond
admire their bare skin.
Content smiles stroke arms
that flake and disintegrate,
back into the earth
where it all began.
Clap your hands
beyond the glass,
multi-coloured thoughts
viewing a world of ash.
Poetry and Music
In preparation for my master’s course I’m researching two possible poetry collection ideas, and the more unusual one is poetry with music. Not lyrics, or poems about music, but a poem performed live with a musical instrument. I remember going to an event that had storytelling with music years ago, and I loved it. Music helps set the atmosphere for words so well, and I’d love to write a collection based on this principle.
I played guitar at school, and still have one, but would have to re-learn a lot to play decently. At the moment I’m just trying to find examples of poetry with music to start with. If anyone has any links, please send them my way.
So far, a perfect example is this live performance:
Corona World
20:63
Scattered presences
amongst allotted
parking spaces. Tense
faces as eyes
measure distance and
safe areas. Empty
aisles reveal human
nature as full
cupboards mutate into
cockroaches, scurrying
and alive while old
bones litter our
legacy. Hard-earned
homes become prisons,
trapping the present to
save the future.
Inside I cough and
fear approaching mortality,
hands spread out
to the blurred world.
My life and reason
watches, eyes lost,
as my vision darkens
the world and its wonder.
Panic of the unknown,
of reality, grips and
latches onto the last
moments of life.
Reaching for one last,
bone-crushing, love-
defining hug.
Am I selfish enough
to ask it?
Are you desperate enough
to accept it?
Random Rambling
Well, I’ve written a few poems over the last few days, but got distracted before I typed them up to post them. I’ll try to be more constant from now on. The topic is mostly corona-related or about isolation, but I’ll try start exploring my two poetry collection ideas in preparation for the masters course, to add variety.
Random Ramblings
So, I’ve had some good news within this scary, uncertain time the world is going through. I’ve been offered an unconditional offer for the Creative Writing Masters at Leeds Trinity! So I’m going to try focus on ideas for a poetry collection, and I have two ideas (which I’m sure I’ve mentioned before). The first is fairy tales with a twist e.g. The prince in Cinderella having a foot fetish. The second is writing poems that are composed with music, or rather music composed to compliment a poem. The idea is if you were performing your poem you’d have the music as part of it.
Like a lot of people I’m currently not at work, so I have at least three weeks to focus more on this…as well as get some decorating done. I’m having a few days of laziness then expect me to be more active on here.
Stay safe everyone!
poem ideas
20:61
Morning of despair
turned optimistic after
a moment of passion,
a bubble barrier the
outside world can’t pierce.
The afternoon melts into
satisfaction and calm,
wrapped up in smiles and
hope for the future.
20:62
Dream to regret
everyday decisions,
choices we must make,
but leading away
from the future.
Here and now we
are rooted, to chop
ourselves free means
we’ll wither and
die before we reach
the sky.
poem ideas
20:59
Hints of my
absence even as
I stand here, clear
for all to see. Eager
faces to see me gone,
disappointed frowns to
see me remain. Realise
that, once I’m gone,
you’ll finally see
my worth, as my
bones crumble into
dust and ride the
wind forever.
20:60
Spinning odour of
hair masses together
and claims material,
smothering with liquid,
sucking away dirt,
but leaving a lingering
stench of overuse.
Round and round,
over and over,
never fully cleansed
of the human world.
Scribbled Thoughts 