"There's not much doubt in any of our minds that no complete idea springs fully formed from our brow,
needing only a handshake and a signature on the contract to send it off into the world to make twenty-five billion dollars.
The germ of the idea grows slowly..." - Walt Kelly

Saturday, April 30, 2011

Degrees to keep us

The final post of National Poetry Month...this has been an incredible test, and although I'm finishing it late, I'm proud to be finishing it at all. And crazily enough, I'm already looking forward to next April.

My poem of impact for Prompt #30: Celebrating Poetry is this one by Nikki Magennis, whose writing I'm very happy to have discovered over the last month.

In a decade of sin,
it's unspeakably perfect.
We've managed
to nail down our outcomes,
patch the cracks
in our armor
and build our monuments
sideways - a test
of fortitude
and architectural
The brushes that now swirl,
on our canvas,
blend blood and green ink,
spread ugly brown
over Paris,
over Appomattox,
over Versailles.
Our past
is unrecognizable as fact;
we've satisfied our
and all that's left is to hope
that we'll be pleased with the results.

Playing on my iTunes at this very moment:
Tame Impala, Desire Be Desire Go


  1. Happy Mother’s Day to Moms in your family,
    Thanks for contributing to week 42, and 43, sorry or discovering your entry late, you shall LINK in yourself next time.

    You Rock!
    Love your poetry.

    the Perfect Poet Award for you, Thanks for the support!

  2. lovely delivery,
    let's hope that we are happy after all.

    enjoyed your writing.