Distorted but Accepted – Blitz Poem – December 2, 2015

Distorted but Accepted

just so many mirrors
just images distorted

distorted but illusive
distorted and unloved

unloved by the viewer
unloved and be damned

damned visions of hatred
damned visions of fear

fear of the shadows
fear of what’s in my head

head full of impressions
head full of duty

[duty to be perfect
duty to please

please all of the teachers
please all of the world

world of competition
world of judgments

judgments and condemnations
judgments of my failures

failures to conform
failures to perform

perform like a monkey
perform like a clown

clown, clown cry and wail
clown (the joke is on me)

me and my shadow – my mirror
me seeing myself in you]

you walk bright and tall
you know everything

everything is a lesson
everything is your show

show and tell everyday
show everyone how bright you are

are you too aware …
are you too like I am

am I your mirrored reflection
am I your accuser and Nemesis

Nemesis to be defeated
Nemesis or no, maybe an ally

ally to be cultivated
ally to be understood

understood and embraced
understood and accepted

accepted as part of yourself
accepted with compassionate love

love

yourself

© G.s.k. ‘15

 

Photo Challenge #89 December 1, 2015  and  Writing Prompt #135 “We hate most in others, what we dislike in ourselves”

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Tales of Riches – Modified Blitz Poem – September 29, 2015

queuing for ice cream

About the photo*

Tales of Riches

spin the wheels
spin those tales

tales of sorrow
tales of lust

lust for power
lust for greatness

greatness alluded
greatness deluded

deluded nation
deluded people

people may riot
people may sing

sing their protest
sing your shame

shame exists as
shame and falsehoods

falsehoods with sighs
falsehoods and dust

dust of ideals
dust covered rags

rags without riches
rags to be rent

rent your clothes in despair
riches trump the poor every day

© G.s.k. ‘15

Notes:

I’ve written several Blitz Poems over the years because I find them fascinating … but one of the things I don’t  like about them is their length … 50 lines are in my opinion way too many … so I’m writing a modified Blitz Poem today with 22 lines and I wrote the last two lines as a regular couplet.  For the rest .. I followed the Blitz Poem rules.

Poetic Form: The Blitz Poem:

Here are the rules:

Line 1 should be one short phrase or image (like “build a boat”)
Line 2 should be another short phrase or image using the same first word as the first word in Line 1 (something like “build a house”)
Lines 3 and 4 should be short phrases or images using the last word of Line 2 as their first words (so Line 3 might be “house for sale” and Line 4 might be “house for rent”)
Lines 5 and 6 should be short phrases or images using the last word of Line 4 as their first words, and so on until you’ve made it through 48 lines
Line 49 should be the last word of Line 48
Line 50 should be the last word of Line 47
The title of the poem should be three words long and follow this format: (first word of Line 3) (preposition or conjunction) (first word of line 47)
There should be no punctuation
There are a lot of rules, but it’s a pretty simple and fun poem to write once you get the hang of it.

*About the photo .. when I was in Padua at the beginning of September, Sunday afternoon my son suggested buying an ice-cream cone.  In the major plazas of Padua there were a lot of people who had the same idea, so he suggested we go to a gelateria outside of the center of town … La Romana … we were flabbergasted to see the queue here was at least double that of the more chic gelaterias in the centre.  I had a flash of old newsreels pop up in my mind of long bread-lines … and remembered the sensation this morning whilst chatting with Micheal at Morpethroad so I antiqued this photo to use for my Blitz Poem.