So as you've noticed, I stopped posting 30/30 poems. This month is finals month (I still have another week of them) so I halted this 30/30. Perhaps I'll do one in June, or again in September...
#5 was lame, so I didn't post it.
My knees and hips curve inward
when I stand up straight;
my body has been trying to hug itself like this
since I was eight years old
but this self-love is slowly crippling me.
I need to re-align myself,
keep standing all twisted out
so I can learn
how to be correct.
3/30 Secured Transactions Poem I
Skim your bank account:
trace the lines of your money.
Mark on the doorjamb
how it has grown!
Hold all your transactions to your breast, rock them
and secure them;
know what is yours
and how to take it.
If you are giving away interests
whisper in their ears as they leave;
tell them that you love them
and hope they come back
sound and whole.
Promise them you will not default.
is a dirty word on their sheets;
tell them you'll be solvent for them.
Tell them even if you end up with
after-acquired interests or proceeds
it won't make you love them any less.
[Also up on facebook in the Portland Poetry Month '12 group. Go check it out, there's some amazing stuff being posted there every day all month!]
I always picture
a giant crank
churning out words
wet and slippery, like pasta,
ready to chew.
It's April, a month with 30 days (and National Poetry Month), which means only one thing; a 30/30!
That means 30 poems in 30 days, posted and tagged.
Yes, today is April 1st.
Yes, I wrote a poem today. But I'm not going to post it, because it's going to be a slam piece and I want y'all to hear it before you read it.
But there will be 29 more poems and you'll hear this one at the Portland Poetry Slam sooner or later, so stay tuned to this same batty channel.