Poetry

poetry on the potIt’s a delicate matter, choosing to include the intimate scribbles of one’s interior in a public forum. But, if we lived our whole lives scared to share our interiors, this plane of existence would remain awfully two-dimensional. So here I am, saying yes to the third dimension. I’ve included a few brief descriptions adapted from an old portfolio.

May goosebumps escort you.

 


Raided crafts the scene of a village left pillaged after a war raid. The poem is enhanced by strong verbs and adjective phrases, each with a connotation that precedes it; by intentionally selecting these words, their associations strengthen the intensity and terror of the scene being described.

Prostitute in Egypt depicts the encounter of an Egyptian prostitute as she serves a customer in a desert outside of town. The coal mine simile is my favorite image in this poem Toxin is deadly by itself, but when released in a space like a coal mine, it chokes and kills everything. Further, the use of slant rhymes enhance the poem’s pacing and rhythm.

Sonnet of a Softball Traveler describes the sight and feelings of a softball player spending many days on the road in the company of her catty teammates. The last three lines of the third stanza, talking about trying to resist the whispers of girls that fuel insecurities, are probably the most brilliant thing I’ve ever written. Somehow, I’ve captured the true nature of being on a female athletic team in very few words.

Eating Fungus from the Earth recreates the effects of a trip on mushrooms. The rhythm throughout the poem establishes a pace intended to reflect the actual experience of being on mushrooms, one stimulus after the other constantly awing you. An attention to diction, using words like “gleefully,” “rainbowed,” “candied,” “ecstasy,” and “unicorn,” capture the seeming other-worldliness of the hallucinatory experience.

Your Heart, Praise God is a love letter about venturing into the actual and figurative heart of my lover. This poem crafts a strong mental picture of literally entering someone’s beating heart. Strong alliteration crafts an exhilarating pace, with the v sound in the line “veering around the vena cava” and the t sound in “trekking over the mountain tops of the atrium,” while even including a little onomatopoeia.


 

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