Poem with an explanation: of thinking of the future

There was the earth
and the wood
and words
and tears

and standing there,
there was a moment
of thinking of
the future.

 

This poem is about death, mourning, and being alone.  In the poem, a person’s pet has died.  In the process of mourning the person buries their pet (There was the earth), they put a marker at the grave (and the wood), they say some words over their pet’s grave (and words) and they feel sad and cry (and tears).  As this happens (and standing there), the person has a moment of realization (there was a moment).  They wonder who will take care of them and feel sadness for them when they die (of thinking of the future).  The person in the poem is alone and they don’t have anyone like their pet had.

Poetry topic idea: paper

Today’s poetry topic idea is paper.  When writing about paper, a poet could write about things like: letters, origami, writing, drawing, paper airplanes, notes, lists, tearing paper, forms, books, wallpaper, toilet paper, and newspapers.

Here is an example poem using the idea of paper:

an old western
where a man scribbled a will
leaving his saddle and gear
to the man who found him
before he died
because there was
no one else

Post Series: Advent: A photograph to inspire poetry: Rose hip

This is the last post of the Advent Post Series.  Tomorrow is Christmas Eve and the next day is Christmas.  There will not be a new post on either of those days.  The next new post will be on Thursday December 26, 2019.

Merry Christmas to everyone!

In this post series there have been five poems, five poetry topic ideas, five poems with explanations, four artworks to inspire poetry, three bilingual poems, one experimental poetry form, and one poetry essay.

As there has not been a photograph to inspire poetry, that is the subject of today’s post.

Rose hip

The photograph above is of a rose hip.  It can be tied to Advent in the sense that it isn’t what is normally noticed about a rose plant.

When people look at a rose plant, they will typically look at the flowers.  It is the important part of the plant visually.  It is what people think of when they think of roses.

The rose hip though is important because it carries the seeds of the plant.  It is actually more important in some sense than the flowers themselves.

When Jesus was born on Christmas Day, he wasn’t necessarily seen as important by those in the world.  Some people (the magi and the shepherds) took notice of him, but others did not at least in a positive way.  In some sense, the world overlooked him.  Part of this notion is in the idea that Mary and Joseph could not find a place to stay.

Although Jesus was overlooked, he is obviously very important.  He was more important than the more visually important looking people (like the rich and noble) in Bethlehem and the surrounding area.

This notion, of overlooking what is important can be used in poetry.  It can be applied to many different things.

Here is an example poem using the idea:

the girl was ill
and her father sent
the small boy
to the woods

“collect the leaves
of the small round bush
and bring them back
to make her well”

the boy walked out
into the woods
and found the bush
of which is father spoke

upon the plant
the leaves were dull
a muted green
the blended away

the berries though
were bright and shined
they glistened in the sun
and seemed to call out

the boy did think
his father had been wrong
a mistake was made
maybe in his worry

the boy with a smile
filled his bag
with berries that shined
in the sun

he brought them back
so filled with joy
thinking he had
understood more

he poured the berries
into the bowl
and held them out
for his father to see

“what are these
that you brought here
it was the leaves
you were to get”

“the leaves were dull
the berries did shine
you were surely wrong
these can heal”

“no poor son
though the berries
shine in the sun
they do not heal

the leaves though dull
have what’s inside
to heal your sister
from what ails

go back son
and hurry now
collect the leaves
before time runs short”

the boy ran back
into the woods
and found the plant
with the dull leaves

he picked them off
and filled his bag
and brought them back
to his small house

with tears in his eyes
his father spoke
“it’s too late son
your sister’s gone”

the son fell down
upon the ground
as the leaves did fall
onto the dirt

he grabbed the berries
and threw them out
and ran away
into the woods

before the plant
his tears did fall
and he wished he had
believed the truth

Poetry topic idea: the death of a pet

Today’s poetry topic idea is the death of a pet.  After M. Sakran’s dog Shadow died, there was a commemoration on this blog.

When a pet dies, writing poetry about it can sometimes help.  It can be a way to deal with emotions and express things.  It can give a person something to do related to the death that feels like active mourning.

When a poet writes about the death of a pet, there are number of things they can write about.  A poet can write about:

  • The sadness they feel.
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  • How the pet died.
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  • Memories of the pet.
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  • What the pet was like when it was alive.
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  • What their life is like now that the pet is gone.
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  • How they mourn for the pet.
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  • How other people perceive their mourning for the pet.
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  • How they feel more generally after the death of the pet.
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  • How they are memorializing the pet.

Here is an example poem:

Shadow,
the calculator says,
it’s been three years,
six months,
two weeks,
and three days since you died.

Somehow,
it doesn’t feel like that long.
It feels like it was a month ago.

Your photo,
is still on the computer.

The little resin dog,
painted to look like you,
is there on the shelf.

Outside,
your friend is squeaking now.
He probably wants a treat.
Hold on just a minute.

Alright,
he got some treats.

Somehow,
although you are thought of,
it isn’t enough.

It seems,
like something more should be done,
like somehow,
it affects you.

At least,
there is this.

This is something.

You are missed,
you funny little dog.

Shadow: three year anniversary

Shadow

Today is the three year anniversary of the death of M. Sakran’s dog Shadow.  Shadow was a good dog.  He was very cute and playful and was smart.  There was a commemoration on this blog after he died.

To mark the anniversary, here is a poem:

three years
is a long time
but in some way
it doesn’t feel that long ago

there’s a list of memories
that could fill too much here
but some things sadly
have faded away

your photograph
is there each day
but what did you sound like
when you barked?

your friend misses you
your friends miss you
you were a good dog
a very good dog

sometimes
the backyard still feels empty

thanks for being here Shadow

 

Artwork to inspire poetry: faded iris

faded iris

Above is an artwork of a faded iris.  It can inspire poetry.  A poet could be inspired to write about:

  • Life fading. The iris is fading and a poet could relate this to a person who is dying.
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  • Rebirth. After the flower fades, there will be seeds (although an iris might more normally be grown from bulbs).  These seeds could be new plants.  This idea could be translated to rebirth and applied to other situations.
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  • Time. A flower fading shows the progression of time.  A poet could apply this idea to other things.  An example might be a building that deteriorates over time.
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  • Tired. A flower fading could be related to the idea of being tired or spent.  A poet could apply this idea to other situations.
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  • Losing vision. An iris, in addition to being a flower, is also a word that describes a part of the eye.  A poet could write about someone losing their vision.

Here is a poem inspired by the artwork:

her breathing slowed

Experimental Poetry Form: letter

Today’s experimental poetry form is called letter.  It based off of layout on the page.  The form is arranged like the elements on the front of a letter.

On the front of a letter there are three elements: the return address, the sending address, and the stamp.  They are laid out as follows:

*****                                                                               *****
*****                                                                               *****
*****                                                                               *****

 

                                                  *****
                                                  *****
                                                  *****

 

 

The return address is in the upper left corner, the sending address is in the center, and the stamp is in the upper right corner.

The return address and sending address elements both have three lines corresponding to: name, street address, and city and state.  The stamp element has three lines because of its size.

From the point of view of the person receiving the letter, the sending address is read first, the return address is read second, and the stamp is noticed third.

For the poetry form, there are three stanzas, each with three lines.  Each line has five syllables.  The first stanza is in the center, the second stanza is in the upper left, and the third stanza is in the upper right.

Here is an example poem illustrating the form.  Remember, the center stanza is read first, the upper left stanza second, and the upper right stanza third.

Alone in the house                                                         In a field of stones
everything feels still                                                       emptiness gathers
and time moves so slow.                                               to speak silently.

 

                                                  You’ve been gone so long
                                                  you’re now an image
                                                  a thought in the mind.

Poem Series: George: Memories of George

Hearing you flutter in your cage,
taking off the sheet,
and opening the door in the morning.

Bouncing about,
and flying to the bars.

Pecking at a finger,
as your water and food were changed.

Jumping on the door,
as it swung open.

Climbing up and down the bars.

Flying about,
to the window sill,
to the bookshelf,
to the shoulder.

Landing on people’s heads.

Tweeting,
and tweeting.

Flying back to your cage.

Peeling seeds,
pecking at the minerals.

Singing out,
when you heard noise.

Laying eggs.

Brooding over the eggs.

Flying from person to person.

Eating bread.

The daily tending of your cage.

The weekly tending of your cage.

Uncovering your cage in the morning.

Covering your cage at night.