A place to gather words before they get lost.
Three Stories Before Sunrise
The first story before sunrise brought us to the dirt, found us prone to belief
The second story before sunrise brought us joyful noise, a song sung to a sorrowed world
The third story before sunrise brought us into rhythm, so much movement 'til morning
inspired by Sherman Alexi's The Powwow At the End of the World via https://www.poetryinvoice.com/poems/powwow-end-world
You Glide
Glissando sliding along these edges
Squint your eyes to notice the places in the poem
where the liminal converge, the pockets where your words glide
into mine to become ours
Inspired by #ds106 Lines of Thought Collab Wheel http://bit.ly/linesofthought
My son's quiver comes bidden with a point,
his arrow aimed straight for what is true:
in this place, I am always me, and you,
you are always you
inspired by From Whereas by Layli Long Soldier https://www.poetryinvoice.com/poems/whereas
Wonder rises;
another day, surprises
us, beckons us, calls
for words; for, in this,
we trust the day
to fall our way
together again
Inspired by #ds106 Lines of Thought Collab Wheel http://bit.ly/linesofthought
Will You Knit Our Thoughts Together?
We knit these strands to understand the knots of words inside these lines of angled thoughts and beautiful flight and juxtaposed designs
Inspired by #ds106 Lines of Thought Collab Wheel http://bit.ly/linesofthought
Squiggles Break My Art
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Paintingwitheditmarks, computer squiGGles break my
(he)ART
Inspired by George Ella Lyon via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0L8OKN2gmbE via #nwp
If only this poem you wrote for me were a rocket, then I'd have an excuse for why I forgot to place, with love, this poem inside my jacket pocket
Interfulgent (for when hope seems lost)
Remember, there comes slanted beams of light, sun breaking through darkened boughs of trees
even after the darkest night arrives — it, too, leaves
Inspired by an exploration of the word in The Cabinet of Calm (Soothing Words for a Troubled World) by Paul Anthony Jones
Remember the dance language is, that life is .. — Joy Harjo, from Remember
Between this chatter of dance and circumstance, we laughed at the ways our bodies, swayed, the way the music played then shook our voices towards tomorrow, from today
inspired by https://poets.org/poem/remember-0
Words Bring Us Through
Where are the notes when you need them the most
the tongues of strings that have no name but still, sing:
cancion, oran, kanzunetta, laul, canco, abesti song
Rest, then, for when you least expect it to: Words bring us through
Inspired by Dan (Zev) Levinson prompt of language and his “Sundailed” via https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ouEmIT8mbpw for #nwp