Here are a couple of pictures of me behind the podium. The drum was there to reflect a thunder sound in my poem about watching a thunderstorm. My sonnet was inspired by pictures my friend Jillian took and I held up the pictures as I read the poetry. Find all the pictures here.
Here are all the photos that inspired my sonnet that will follow the pictures.
A WALK THROUGH THE WOODS
Tree tops glisten as the sun shines down
Dark shadows never know the sun exists
Tangling branches cross the ravine and twist
Murky waters in the ravine flow down
Stickly lacy plant hangs down like a frown
Various shades of brown are snow white kissed
Blue skies above barren trees do insist
The sun shines and no clouds are to be found
I look back down at my tartan wellies
They complement the muddy leaves below
Walking through the cold woods i come to find
A rusty old car half buried in leaves
I near the end of my walk going slow
The twiggy sun like flower becomes mine
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SUN RISING
Waiting for the sun to rise
On a cool clear morning
Fishermen on the breakwater
Fishing up their stories
Electronic jazz beats
grooving through my headphones
Chilled pulsating rhythms
Moving through my soul
The clouds on fire above me
Lake Michigan is calm beneath me
A small plane makes new clouds
Adding to the beauty of the sky
The sun is rising now
Fishermen are still fishing their stories
And I'm in heaven
On a cool clear morning
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*crash* (sound of thunder, represented by drum at reading)
Dark
Day
Thundering
electricity
I am sitting by the window
In dangerous fascination of the world outside
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*sigh*
I
One
Alone
Wanting you
You not wanting me
But I want to make you happy
You don't know me, but I want you to give me a chance
You don't know that I am the peace found on a starry night and the happiness of a warm day
You are sunshine in a smile, beautiful eyes gleaming, great energy to light the world, a loving soul, warm as a summer day, I want you
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Inspired by the Fibonacci poetry (the last two poems) I did a poem based on the number pi up to 10 decimal points 3.1415926536 where the 3 is the syllables of the title.
I AM ALL
Sea
Water of my soul
Sky
Stirs my soul above
Sun, rain, thunder, lightening in me
I am
Earth, water, and the heavens
Forces move within me
Within me
I am all of nature
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Hiking green forests
On beautiful hilly trails
Talking with my friends
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This haiku has a picture with it. It was taken from my office cubicle.
She walks through this space
For a moment our eyes meet
She walks out of view
