according to deputies,
they discovered a container.
an unconscious business man reported
remove him and cut the lock!
an older male wasn’t the caller.
a man went
the rodeo will be the last.
an exciting lineup!
“Babe” will not be disappointed.
flouting the lawful
the distance between-
saying everything is A-OK-
transparency, agreement, discretion, compliance
a binding advocacy
benchmarks, benefits, efforts-
pressure from officials
community, leadership, public, groups
with think tank needs
entrenched in their views-
a bitter battle
The little things
of statuesque perfection
warned of delight
of daydream, of apparition
a hand, a wand
the spin, the sugar
the jokes, the turquoise giggle
The Big Worry
The Big Budget Fairy
The Big Worry Theory?
victory overwhelmingly sleepy
messy, magical, nonsensical
folks bent on special-
trembles, shuddering, triggers
unaware, uncharacteristically built
of gold glitter
poetry by courtney capellan. highlighted (blacked out) from San Diego CityBeat, April 29, 2015. UpFront / News page 6 and UpFront / Opinion page 7.
the rarest of wild animals to find in a tree
or anywhere at all for that matter is
the jelly cat.
the jelly cat makes no sound
the jelly cat is stealth embodied
the jelly cat watches you
and all of the other passers by
while perched on high,
and snickers behind your back
it snickers black and blue stripes.
do not engage the jelly cat
lest you want black and blue stripes across your face.
the jelly cat is rage embodied
yet he is patient.
the jelly cat is not going anywhere.
it is you who should run.
submission for the adventureclubinteractive versification-impression assignment
poetry can be the most beautiful, the most versatile, the most frightening thing imaginable. poetry is raw, descriptive, rhythmic, succinct…or not. the tricky thing about poetry is that there are rules, there are broken rules, and then there are also no rules at all.
it’s difficult to force a poem. you must be ready, listening, watching, observing, actively waiting and inviting the poem to force you. invite the poem to dinner. poems never rsvp, they rarely arrive on time but they always at least make a cameo appearance.
assignment: this week adventureclubinteractive wants you, the adventureseeker, to switch on your poetry brain. this week’s assignment is a combination of writing and photography. which came first the chicken or the egg? such is the assignment. be ready with open eyes and an open mind. you may capture a stunning moment in time with an exquisite photograph. elaborate on this image with verse. write. a. poem.
perhaps the poem strikes you first-a free flowing iambic pentameter masterpiece dictated from the gods! then illustrate your verse with an image. capture the message, the meaning, the feeling with a photograph.
in summation. poetry + photography = versification-impression (poemography). at the end of the week you should have one photo and one poem that work together in harmony.
as always, share your adventures with us at firstname.lastname@example.org !
spare time is the holes in dreamcatchers.
all makes and models of dreamcatchers are sure to include spare time-
the ostentatious ones- gaudy with fake feathers, synthetic strings and cheap beads…
or the authentic ones- handcrafted in native lands, handmade by native people…
spare time dangles in rearview mirrors driving everywhere and getting nowhere.
spare time is believed in, wished upon, hoped for, worried and wondered about.
it hangs, it twirls, it spins, it pivots.
spare time knows how to dance (and like a lady- spare time will dance only when asked).
spare time waits for something but never appears to have it.
spare time wants for nothing because it is a hole between strings.
everybody waits for it, everybody wants it.
nobody gets it.
spare time is a dream that can’t catch.