Showing posts with label autumnblings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label autumnblings. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 30, 2021

November PAD Challenge 2021: The Ice Storm (Or Not)



there is no ice storm
it's much too warm
is this the beginning of the end?
seventy fahrenheit in november
looks like the same for december
how much longer can mother earth bend
before the bough breaks
and her children come crashing down?

people, it's up to us
it's time to make a fuss
about just how far things have gone
we can't let it get worse
for the sake of the earth
we must turn things around
not just fall without a sound

~ornery owl~

prompts


The prompt requests verse letters to some aspect of climate change. This rhyme fell from my brain fast and furious and is not so much a specific letter as a plea to us all to open our eyes and see what is happening.

My part of the United States is in an extreme drought. We had scant rainfall during the summer and have had very little snow this winter. Temperatures are unseasonably warm for this part of the country. Yesterday, for instance, it was 70 degrees Fahrenheit. It is much too warm for November in Colorado.

Other parts of the world are experiencing unprecedented flooding. 

While it may seem as if we "little people" can't do much, we need to at least do something. What has been seen cannot be unseen.


The prompt asks us to write a "the end" and/or a "the beginning" poem. Let us not allow this to be the end for our planet, People. We can have improved technology while living in harmony with nature. Learning about building techniques that are in harmony with the environments in which we live is a step in the right direction.

We shouldn't be pursuing lush green lawns if we live in the dry Southwest. 

Builders must learn to work with materials that naturally hold in the heat in cold weather while allowing the structure to stay cool in hot weather. 

We need to take better care of each other and our world.

That is my plea for the end of this poetry cycle.

Sending energies of blessing and healing to you all.

A masterful medieval soundtrack to write with and be inspired by.

Here is the link in case you can't see the video.

https://odysee.com/@%E7%BA%AF%E9%9F%B3%E4%B9%90:d/Medieval-music,-music-relaxation,-instrumental-music,-background-music:7

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Monday, November 29, 2021

November PAD Challenge 2021: What's Next?

 


I can't explain why
this image brings tears to my eyes
I was only contemplating what comes next
as I make my way
over the river and through the woods
my feet crunching the crisp fallen leaves
there is a rasp in my voice when I try to explain
that it has been many decades 
since I had a connection to another living person
like the one shown in the picture
and when I think back on the things that were
something blue glistens in my moss-rather-than-emerald eyes
because I am now quite certain
that the one for whom I felt such sisterly affection
did not share the affinity
I am learning to be an older sister
to the lost and lonely girl that I once was
as we strive to discover what's next
strolling through fields of saffron in our dreams
or crunching fallen leaves beneath our soles
during this year's too-dry winter
we seek to discover our hidden magic

~ornery owl~

prompts





Here is the epic soundtrack that I was listening to while I wrote this poem.


Here is the link in case you can't see the video.

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Sunday, November 28, 2021

November PAD Challenge 2021: Ankle Soup

 

Image by kzeomdceswk on Unsplash

running out of time as the money drips in and the reserves dry up

there is still no triumph as I trot through pelting dust to my grave

my brain has too many tabs open in place of morning papers and still I wonder why

my engine is running down, my wings have been clipped, but I can never be free 

the truth is, the price for striving to own the newest shiny object is too high

you are my witness as I split myself down the middle, leaving one half of me to slow down and make ankle soup from the pork hock in my freezer

~ornery owl~

prompts




Prompt: Money


Prompt: Write a "slow down" poem



Prompt: The picture



Prompt: Reserve



I hope that's all of them. It's so irritating when I have to come back and add one in after publishing.

Here's the cool 70s prog rock soundtrack that I was listening to while writing this poem.




Here's the link in case you can't see the video.

https://odysee.com/@TerminalPassage:c/sahara-subject-esq-%281972%29-sunrise-%281974%29:9?r=GTwnGJ4fFBQfzuJgpHVpfKBKaC9b8B16

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Saturday, November 27, 2021

November PAD Challenge 2021: We are Grateful (Not) for the Theatre of Pain

 


There are those who proclaim that I should be grateful

For my opportunity to star in the theatre of pain

But I can’t help being cynical about praising a situation

That has left me wishing I could succumb to the inevitable

More than once I wanted to retreat to home sweet home, but I had nowhere to go

You better hasten your hustle, unwanted ugly girl with no rhythm in her shoes

Keep your eye on the money, spread your velvet wings, and make your heartbeat rustle

You’ve gotta be louder than hell if you hope to make anyone listen

Use it or lose it before the creases in your face increase

Raise your hands to rock and fight for your rights

Before the sun rises on the day when a burst blood vessel in your brain paralyzes your body

I used to try so hard to show that I could become one of the Beautiful People

Begging the ones who rejected me to love me now that I can dance

Memorize these quotes to consider and maybe we’ll take a second look

I felt like my identity was stolen by those who never had time

To do anything but look down their noses at me

It never occurred to any of you that those of us who were smoking in the boys’ room

Were trying in our own outcast way to save our souls

Your way didn’t work to ease our pain

I took too many ill-advised lovers in a vain attempt to quell the ache of loneliness

In the end, I ran out of money, and my city girl blues got the best of me

Now I try to ease the pain under vast prairie skies

Where I still am not accepted as I am

Where I have people praying for my broken body to miraculously heal

So I can become the right kind of pretty to please their gaze

So I can become a devout Stepford wife, happy to serve

So I can be anything but the wretched thing that is me

Why don’t you just let me be?

I wish that I could truly say

You ain’t got a hold on me

369 Words


Ornery Fucking Owl is done with everyone's shyyyyyyt
Free use image from Pixabay

prompts and acknowledgements



Prompt: Quotes to Consider



Prompt: Do You Love Me (Now That I Can Dance)


Prompt: Today's prompt asked poets to do a remix of their own poems written throughout November. I will do that on December 1. This poem incorporates the titles of all the songs from Mötley Crüe's 1985 Theatre of Pain album.




Prompt: Stolen Identity


Acknowledgements

Theatre of Pain is a 1985 album by Mötley Crüe. 

Theatre of Pain is also the name of a song by German power metal band Blind Guardian, appearing on their 1992 album Somewhere Far Beyond.

You Ain't Got a Hold on Me is a song by AC/DC, initially appearing on the band's 1975 album High Voltage, which was only released in Australia. This album is not to be confused with the 1976 High Voltage album, which was released worldwide and had a different track list. You Ain't Got A Hold On Me was later released on the band's 1984 album '74 Jailbreak.

Do You Love Me (Now That I Can Dance) is a song written by Berry Gordy and performed by The Contours, appearing on their 1962 album of the same name.

videos

Here is the horror of me reading my poem. I would request that if you can't say something at least reasonably polite then keep your gob shut and your hands off the keyboard. I am going way out of my comfort zone sharing this because I really dislike both my voice and my physical appearance. However, when I read the poem aloud, I appreciated the power of my anger and I felt like my raw emotions should be recorded along with my words.


Here is a link to the video in case you can't see it.

Here is the funky Krautrock that I was listening to when I created this poem.


Here is the link in case you can't see the video.

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Friday, November 26, 2021

November PAD Challenge 2021: Well Crap, It's a Turkey Day Murder

 

Image copyright Roger Bultot

A funny fictional Haibun in 100 words for your post-Thanksgiving pleasure.

It was Thanksgiving morning and famously temperamental chef Octavian O’Hara lay dead on the floor of his restaurant; a meat cleaver buried in the top of his head. Medical Examiner Devraj Byron, a short, stout, middle-aged Indian man, shrugged as he explained his outrageous theory to Sergeant Bulan Eini, a hard-boiled lady detective for whom M.E. Byron carried a blazing torch.

“I know it makes me sound crazy, Sarge, but with the angle of the blow, the only one who coulda done it is the turkey!”

the bird escaped clean

who knew turkeys could fight back?

I'll just have stuffing.

~ornery owl~

prompts



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Prompt: Write a Well Blank poem

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Thursday, November 25, 2021

November PAD Challenge 2021: An Ode to Thanksgiving Night

 



I can still remember childhood thanksgivings
rising fresh in the morning full of hope
climbing from wrinkled sheets, up for breakfast
break the yolk of the egg to mop up with toast
appraising the voluptuous turkey
thawing in the sink, soon to begin roasting
spending the day with storybooks and games
bringing out the tablecloth and good plates
wanting to be first to dig into the feast
savoring the potatoes and rolls with gusto
sparkling apple cider for my brother and me
a little wine for my mother and father
there was more compassion in our voices
no obnoxious bluffing or phlegmatic masks
eating so much it felt like I swallowed
a flotation device or a bundle of rubber
none of us felt terribly Terpsichorian
we weren't even up to practicing philately
we swaddled in blankets on the couch
to watch a movie on television
decades later I memorialize
the luck I had being so very blessed
to be able to spend Thanksgiving night
with you, my family of origin
today is Thanksgiving and I have grown old
I will prepare dinner for my son and me
a smoked turkey breast we got from the butcher
some roasted potatoes and pumpkin squares
no eating till we feel stuffed, we don't enjoy it
I am grateful for the memories of splendor
equally grateful for the new simplicity

~ornery owl~

Happy Thanksgiving if you celebrate it

prompts





Prompt: Write a Thankful poem


Prompt: Write an Ode


I believe this is a Horatian ode, sort of.



I was listening to this cool acid jazz from 1973 while writing the poem, which probably influenced its rhythm.




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