Day 04 – poem about research

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As the poem explains, I was working on a different piece when I was interrupted (many times) by beloved niece. Since I didn’t have time to complete the previous composition, a hasty last-minute decision was made to salvage some of the wasted time into this … er, sparkling effort you see before you.

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i.
just spent over 35
minutes on a back &
forth text argument
with my niece find
her somewhat wonky
feet learning how
to attribute sources
in academic writing
(yes i know, zzzzzzzz)
when i should have
been finishing today’s
poem of perfection
& utmost genius

spent too much time
trying to teach her
how to fish on the net
for more than just cute
kittens & youtube vids
of people falling off things

ii.
ergo: a condensed
summation of the encounter

If i use a quote from a
lecture how do i
reference it do you
know?

Google

It doent explain shit..

Type: how do I reference
a quote from a lecture
Harvard (that’s what I did)

None of them are
answeeing my question..
doesnt matte

Don’t get huffy with
me !!!

I dont even know who
the bloddy lecturer is
because  the lectures
written and it doesnt say
anywhete im looking
through everything!

Done..

Happy
or
Grumpy

It wasn’t a matter of
Google it was a matter of
working how who the
author was

Well why the fack you
even asking me then! I
don’t know who your
lecturer is 😝

I know but at first i didnt
know if the lecturer was
the author or if i had to
reference where they get
their info from..

Hhhmmmm
Not what you asked me

The more specific your
question, the more
accurate the answer is
likely to be 😂😂😂

Btw you’re welcome 😜

Solve it for yourself next
time lazy pants x

iii.
the radio silence
between my last
4 answers implies
there might not be
a next time for this
grumpy uncle

Day 03 – poem about calcium

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A day in the life of a poet in 21st Century Australia.

limestone life 

each minute
rolls down
from the roof
of your sub
conscious
with glacial
slowness
stultifying
slomo tumble
accreting
minute minerals
overtaking its
predecessors
with precise
finality
bundling
at the bottom
where after
ponderous
uncertainty
allows itself
to fall
dripping
away to
the cave
floor

& so passes another stalactital 60 seconds
in the two hours agony that is … Job Club

even writing this poem has only added
another 18 minutes to my timesheet

Day 02 – poem about hermits

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case study #7

she makes peace with past tears ;
ignores the radio’s roster of sad songs
background faint which seek to suck
her into sinkholes she’s spent years
climbing out of ; sliding back in
– a triumph just buying milk

he prepares a packet-free meal ;
washes a load sans tissue-in-pocket ;
actually eats the watermelon before
it emulsifies in its clingwrap shroud
– little victories by most parameters
but he’ll take them ; gladly

& so we assemble our fragments

Day 01 – poem about growth

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Good Lord. Is it that time of year already. I didn’t even realise til late Sunday that good ol’ NaPoWriMo had started the day before. Was I really gonna do this again. I haven’t been on Facebook much so I didn’t get any reminders from fellow poets who are attempting it this year. Are any? Luckily I’d jotted down a couple of draft pomes (I try & generate something every day & hopefully over a month, I get a couple of ideas worth developing). This was the least bad of those.

developments in irony

when we seem more interested in seeding
new subdivisions over the hills & plains
where once fruit trees turned heat
into sweetness & wheat rippled gold

where before that kangaroos & goannas
grazed — when we’d rather plant hardware
megastores & concrete commerce
cathedrals , cheek-by-bowel McMansions

in plots tarted up with wispy poetic
organic-sounding  names : This-&-That
View, HoHum Gardens or SomeOrOther’s
Farm ;  mockingly named for the agriculture

ploughed under to birth it — clearly a well
developed sense of irony plays a big part
in the selection criteria for local councilors
responsible for christening these cancers

& equally obvious we no longer wish
to produce enough food to feed ourselves

 

 

(Hour 22) 19.30pm-20.30pm. PROMPT, game: “title”

Prompt 22. Choose a title from the five offered. Write a poem. I have. & it may be the best poem of my career. Either that or I am incredibly tired. But let’s go with the former.

Möbius’ Strip

she sure wasn’t
the greatest dancer
in the world
or even the club

but she had this
amazing way
of bending minds
so you never knew

if she was taking clothes off
or putting them back on

Half way there.

Just finished the 12th poem. In the first 15 minutes. Which equals a glorious 45 minutes off. Perhaps I’ll nap.

A quick read over the night’s offerings reveals the verdict:

2 which are excellent & i’m very pleased with

4, that are better than

5, that are solid

& 1 that was always only ever intended as a joke

So all in all, i’m reasonably happy. How they’ll read after I’ve wiped off this sleep debt is anyone’s guess, but only my business.

Restward ho!

(Hour 08) 05.30-06.30am. PROMPT, form: “pantoum”

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The task was write a Pantoum (a poem with a set rhyming pattern, as you will see). In a way I kind of cheated because some of us Marathoners were chatting in our facebook group about what snacks we had laid in for the next X hours & I mentioned I’d just opened some Lolly Gobble Bliss Bombs. On overseas poet didn’t know what they were, so I described them thus: “caramel & nut coated popcorn made by blissed out angels on permanent sugar highs 😂 ” … 10 minutes later we received the prompt – write a pantoum … & so gobble was born.

gobble

love my lolly gobble bliss bombs
nut & caramel coated popcorn
made by choirs of tripped out angels
singing love songs to sugar highs

nut & caramel coated popcorn
makes my brain oh so slightly dizzy
singing love songs to sugar highs
with my fingers all licky sticky

yes my brain oh so slightly dizzy
loves my lolly gobble bliss bombs
with fingers all licky sticky
tongued by choirs of trippy angels

It has begun …

Well, the first poem of (hopefully) 24 has been posted. I have 5 minutes before I need to start the next one.

Last year I had a theme & I posted every poem both here on my blog & again on the official Poetry Marathon page.

This year I am going to respond to the official poetry prompts & see where that takes me. I’m also not going to post every poem here for two reasons.

  1. It takes up too much time, something which gets pretty precious towards the end of the 24 hours.
  2. Some of the poems turned out okay, and even publishing them on a private blog can prevent them from being entered into some comps/submitted to certain journals, so I’d like to keep my options open.

I might occasionally during the mara, if I think any poem has sufficient charm, post a few here to share. But I need to stop waffling the next prompt is due any second & Poem 2 needs to get started …

Marathon Man 2

A little over 12 months ago, Adelaide Poet & real life marathoner, Mike Hopkins posted a link on facebook about this thing run out of the States — the “24 Hour Poetry Marathon”.

Last year I was very organised, tidied my desk up, bought plenty of food, precooked some meals, shaved, napped during the day, & was, as prepared as I could be (or so I thought) to try writing 24 poems in 24 hours.

Well in around 11 hours I’ll be trying it all again. Except this time, the desk’s a mess, no food is prepared (or even really in the house), I’m about to go out to a potentially boozy bbq, followed by a game of football for a team I don’t really barrack for & I have no plan & NFI.

I wonder which year will prove the most successful 🙂

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Star Wars Day — May the Fourth Be With You

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A quick little birthday present poem for a young man I tutor/am mates with.

*****

May the Fourth Be With You

i have a friend
proud to be
born today

while the light
might be nice
i always say

better to be
more like me
& born tomorrow

— then you can
celebrate the Revenge
of the Fifth

*****

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