Poetry Month 2018
I’ve resolved a few times to write a poem a day during the month of April, and I actually succeeded once. I’m again trying it out. No idea what each day will bring. Some light verse, some politics, some “oh shit I didn’t write anything today” haikus. If you read one and feel moved to comment, please do. If you want to share your poetry, please share!
Hell with a poem a day. I am going to write as many poems as I can in the month of April because anything is better than zero.
like a Miyazaki documentary on aging
a decaying orb
an oil slick
the colors vivid as so many Copics
as vast as an RGB table can make
the brilliance bigger than any one heart
but they only see her blobbiness
they equate her curves
to precise fitness calculations
that she has not solved
they gaze at her through toothpick glasses
compare her soft gooeyness
to metal muscles
Their gaze takes
her structure, her form -
steals her shape even further
until she is only color
that evaporates on the gossamer breath
of their young judgment.