Renegades

Oh
baby
don’t you fret
and don’t you frown
very soon you’ll see
we’re gonna blow this town
so go and pack up your bags
history will laugh at our tale
they’ll say those crazy kids never saw
the future coming straight at ‘em faster
than the bullet train they were leavin’ on
got a breath, a prayer, and some change to
spare, that’s okay, yeah that’s all right
nothing can stop us tonight
we’ll board and leave behind
our pasts, fears and doubts
we’ll fool them all
and our names
will be
dubbed
the
stuff of
legends so
forget Bonnie
and Clyde our hides soon
will be marked as rebels
just another pair of sly
restless adults looking for more
beyond the walls of our creating
into the wild, wild west of fancy dreams.

 

Poet’s Note:
This poem is written in a triple etheree style. Each line reflects a growing number of syllables, 1 through 10, and then reverses 10 through 1, finally ending in 1 through 10 again.

I had a hard time naming it. I toyed with “Ballad of John and Yoko” – taken, I know, but what a different spin this poem takes with a title such as that. I then thought about the show Firefly (Serenity, Ode to Captain Mal) but those weren’t right either. Then, out of the clear blue yonder, “Renegades” popped into  my head. And hence a title was born.

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Fool | April

You can't fool me
I know better
       30 some years of Cleveland winters
       teach you a thing or two.
Spring flowers
       poke up their heads.
Those fools.
Lake Erie's fickle nature will soon dash your pretty heads
       with a foot of snow and slush.
Trust
       in your instincts and those feelings in your bones
       pack up your sweaters if you must
Punxsutawney may not have seen his shadow
       but we still have more winter to come.
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A Trick of Spring

Reblogged from Sincerely, Lori:

It's springlike outside
Sprigs of green
Pushing through unfrozen clods of dirt
Everything coming alive
   before its time.

So hard to hibernate - with a lack of snow
   as sunshine erupts through white clouds
   coloring blue skies and this month we call January.

My brain knows better
This land should be colder
   and wetter.
My bones should ache
My toes and fingers and nose should be stiff and froze.

Read more… 33 more words

It's "officially" spring. But if you live in an area like I do, it looks more like winter. I've been thinking about this particular poem for the past few days now as I've watched most of my friends complain about the lack of sun and warmth and the fact that there is still too much snow happening this late in March. We have daffodils sprouting like weeds, green growths pushing through the snow, and the chirping of birds - all telltale signs of Spring. And yet... still it snows.

Opinion Time! To image or not to image…

A good poem will make you feel something when you read it.
A great poem will make you feel and continue to stick with you long after you’ve read it.
A fantastic poem will make you feel, stick with you, and make you say – “Damn, I wish I wrote that.”

But now I want to know your opinion: is it necessary to include an image with a poem?

When a poem is inspired by an image, I understand the importance of including it or if your poem inspires you to create a drawing.

But what if your poem is just a poem?

WordPress says “add images”! Wow your reader. And I know from experience in the realm of Marketing that if you are going to paste a whole lot of content on the web, you better vary it with some fancy, colorful pictures to break the monotony and keep the interest of your reader.

But is the old razzle-dazzle necessary?

I went through a brief phase of adding images, well doodles really, to some of my pieces. (See Waiting for Time, One Tear, Bloom,  Love is).  I sketch, I draw, I paint – but not enough to include something unique and related for each and every piece of poetry I write. I do not feel the need to include other instances of my handiwork just to insert something else on the page. I also don’t want to go spending money at Thinkstock or download from royalty free websites just for extra show. I feel like I’m not doing my poetry a service by buying the art of someone else or displaying some random xyz image from Bing. I would love to showcase images and artworks of others, but only if their work inspired the piece of poetry (and I had their permission, of course).

But enough about my point-of-view. As a reader, what’s your opinion on this whole idea of jazzing up a poem with images?

Many thanks for your time and input.

Sincerely,
Lori

In the dusk before dawn

I laid in your arms and cried oceans of tears
You were too frozen to respond
I spilt blood to express the tides of this past year
Yet you were already gone.

In the pale dusk that sets in
Just before the coming dawn
I’ll meet you there.

You accused me of leaving before the flood
That I failed to rescue your drowning heart
You charged me with crimson neglects, regrets
That I faltered constantly right from the start.

In the ghastly dusk that storms in
Just before the creeping dawn
I’ll play your sacrifice.

We were never really anything more than tattered dreams
Wrapped in the shards of our bloodied pasts
We were never really anything of substance
Just another dream not meant to last.

In the dusk that gathers the morning dew
As the dawn begins her awakening
We shall dance and make ourselves anew.

in the dusk before the dawn…

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