Category: on writing

Rocking the Ball Point

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Still Rocking the Ball Point

I like the flavor of tapping tactile keys,
But when grooves aren’t grained in trees
And drumstick scrolls unroll to free
The static of needles instead of the Beatles of poetry,
I wonder if we’re losing the pressing pop of pages.

Linear indentations rivering dried ink
Are replaced with embedded links
Of mp3 curse,
The inverse
Of pulping poetry.

But like a still dawn lake outside of Woodstock
Where it doesn’t matter what you like,
An analog needle will strike
Down some lyrical talk.

Penetrate Poetry

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Penetrate Poetry

Every now and then
I pull out a paper and pen
to penetrate poetry,
To enter an inky realm that I couldn’t type,
one that renders readers ripe
on the tip of my pen.

Each of them getting ink done,
dipping into a full-storied sleeve
of characters who receive
direction from the flexed muscle,
the scraping hustle
of a pen
when I penetrate poetry.

Delayed Writing

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Delayed Writing

Nothing is rhyming in my head
Instead my timing’s off
and led-weight feet complete
The mystery of why I waited
‘Till now before I contemplated
What I should write tonight.

Teaching the Memorable Essay

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Teaching the Memorable Essay

Open up the essay to get their attention
With a quote or something you mention
That’s attention getting.
Letting your audience get sucked in.
Thinking they lucked in to a setting

That they can really pay attention in.
Now list off what you’re going to tell them
So they know what you’re going to sell them
And don’t worry if they missed it
Because you’ll eventually relist it
When you conclude.

Then come up with a really good thesis,
So that when they see this
They’ll want to engage
And read the whole page.

Write the body of the paragraph next.
This is where you’ll copy text
From sources without citation
And you’ll strive for elongation

By changing the font size
Aiding the marginal eyes
Of your teachers who will be grading
Your plagiarized relating.

After three paragraphs containing a couple quotes
extremely similar to Cliff’s notes
but because you were a little more picky
you found them in an online wiki,

Start the conclusion by concluding what you said
When the reader first read
The thesis statement stated
When you first created the need

To read the page of compiled text.
Then it’s time to expand your thought
And leave the reader with the next
Thesis statement to be caught

In a stack of force fed papers
To become read vapors
Of memoryless essays on the subject
Of… of… well it was about something.

Unspoken Thoughts

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Unspoken Thoughts

Your voice is constrained inside a sound
That you can’t wrap your head around,
Lest your voice would be violently
Struggling to speak silently,
Picking your words like ripe fruit,
Hoping speech would follow suit.

The Interlines

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The Interlines

In poetry, you should read the negative space,
Where the trace of the poet’s thoughts are gifted.
Intertwined in lines of lace,
A beautiful holy space,
Where love and loss is sifted.

Waiting for Big Ideas

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Waiting for Big Ideas

I’m waiting for it, twiddling each thumb
Waiting for an idea to come
But not just something small,
A big idea that I can call
My own thing
That thing that I bring to the table
Out of a fable and into reality
Though the truth might be
That I’m not doing anything
That will actually bring
Something like that into fruition
Because my thumbs rotate in position
Until I have another great thought.
I wouldn’t want to be caught
Thinking something dumb.
So I’m waiting for it, twiddling each thumb,
Waiting for an idea to come.

Sometimes I make typos (Video)

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Stay tuned (subscribed) to this blog.  I’ll be posting another poetry video by the end of the week.

Sum thyme’s I’m ache Thai pose

Sum thyme’s I’m ache Thai pose
Butt eyes up hose
Hats apart off fusing
Come pewter’s. Whirl oozing

Are ebb ill it he two ought toe
Core hector weed rat her
Ma sheen’s um owe no
how herds chews too gat her

let hers inn us pacific hoarder,
Witch his beater. En dime,
air head squid gills a porter
whose know shaving thyme

Whiff hit snot hunter limed inn read
They’re snow since inn re reed ding
Too Czechs peeling four miss leading
Thinks eye mite half’s ed.

Now CLICK HERE for the easy to read version of this poem

Sometimes We Run From Writing

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Sometimes We Run From Writing

Sometimes we’re caught in a daze,
Looking on in a glaze
At blog stats for days we
Put off writing.  We’re lazy.

Sometimes we grab a pen,
Have to write right then,
Go to town writing down
Things ‘till who knows when.

Sometimes I find the TV
And crutch myself to see
That I’m watching another
Show like any other.

Sometimes I go to twitter
And get literally bitter
At what others are doing
Instead of pursuing

My own writing,
Busy fighting
With my muse.
I constantly confuse

Another’s success with what I should do.
Rather than writing these words that you
Are now reading, I flee from the muse,
Instead of choosing words to use.

Rubberized Grip Pen

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Rubberized Grip Pen

Don’t you hate when you’re writing and then
Your pen slips out of your hands?
What you need is a rubberized grip on your pen
So each finger understands

That they shouldn’t give in to the slippery friction
That often occurs when you’re writing
Your pen should step up to an elegant diction
And stop this ridiculous fighting

With fingers that keep on impressing their prints
As the whites of each digit turn whiter.
Your fingers are frustrated writing in stints.
You uncramp, then hold your pen tighter.

But stop the madness, there’s no longer a need,
There are new pens on the market to feed
Your hunger for a pen that doesn’t slip.
Go buy yourself one with a rubberized grip.