poetry | 101 | rehab | misty (ambiguity)

Perhaps you will then gradually, without noticing it, live along some distant day into the answer

– Rainer Maria Rilke


so no,
or (yet) yes,

anyone’s
guess

in perpetuity
always, (ambiguity)

the clouds and, the
rain
swept, window
pane

conflated with
snow and a (bitter)sweet
scented, candle
flame
that burned

red
and (yet)
(never)
quite
dead

and
the pain
yes,
exhaled
(from)
that, place

lingering
in perpetuity,

in misty,
(ambiguity)


misty (ambiguity)

My prompt for this week’s Poetry 101 Rehab is MISTY (AMBIGUITY), just because


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poetry | 101 | rehab | road

nunca te entregues ni te apartes
junto al camino, nunca digas
no puedo más y aquí me quedo
–  music by paco ibañez, poetry by josé augustín goytisolo

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the road
the road, is long
the road, is long, and the road, is hard
the road, is long, and the road, is hard,
and

full,
of pitfalls,
perils, and
punishment

(for,
the unwary)

and

false,
turns

the road, is long
the road, is long and the road, is hard
the road, is long and the road, is hard
and (yet) it
is

(and,
always will be)

yours,
to

take


road

My prompt for this week’s Poetry 101 Rehab is ROAD and is dedicated to all those who walk their own, road


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poetry | 101 | rehab | scream

You and I must fight for our rights
You and I must fight to survive

Muse, Knights of Cydonia

scream
no one, will believe you

no one, cares

scream, and scream
no one, will believe you

no one, cares

scream, and scream, and scream
makes

no,
difference

until
one day

they do
care


scream

My prompt for this week’s Poetry 101 Rehab is SCREAM and is dedicated to all those who suffer, in silence


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graffiti

cause we need a little controversy
’cause it feels so empty

 – lyrics from without me, eminem

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This is my response to the prompt for Day Eight of the WordPress Writing 101 Poetry course. And, as the prompt is, err, amazingly, my very own prompt, I’m interrupting your enjoyment (momentarily) so that I can thank Ben Huberman for inviting me to contribute today, even though there are so many better qualified poets out there. By which I mean, those of you who can actually, you know, write, uh, poetry. You know who you are.

More to the point, thank you to all who have taken the trouble to find your way to my post!

< gratuitous plug >
The photo, by the way, was shot by me in the dark interior of the BIGZ building in Belgrade. If you’d like to find out more, or failing that, see what I saw, feel free to visit belgradestreets and check out bigz graffiti or  all that jazz or even broken, and then book a flight to Belgrade, and then, why not pop into a bookstore and take a look at my book! 😉
< / gratuitous plug >

And hey, if you need more Poetry when this is all over, why not make a note to join Poetry 101 Rehab every Monday?


< graffiti >

in your face
it’s my freakin’ space
my only
place

 < / graffiti >

so out of order
blood splattered border
couldn’t be (more) bored(er)

< graffiti >

i don’t freakin’
care
how you fare or (even)
if you
care

< / graffiti >

it’s my
way
to
get

 < / even >


writing 101 | poetry | eight | seconds | prompt by me (in’em) 😉

 

on the way

                                    "we are all like the bright moon, we still have our darker side” ― kahlil gibran
 
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(street art, covered passage off denisova, olomouc)

twists and turns

false paths and blind alleys

fate turns

so, when on the way

there really is just one

way

and it is right in front of

you

(for wordpress weekly photo challenge – on the way)

*shot with nikon d700, nikkor 50mm f/1.4 lens at ISO200, 1/60s and f/2.2, edited in lightroom cc, the way is clear”

on the way on belgianstreets

on the way on belgradestreets