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verselove

If these words were food, I'd steal a snack with each poem I'd ever read

I'd be caught nibbling pages from the counter or leaving letter traces on dog-eared paper beds

I'd be munching rhymes, false or otherwise, but then maybe, just maybe, what I'd do, instead:

I'd share this meal of intangibles, a morsel of string, a resonance, a shared experience, here, where we are, inside the writers' thread

for #verselove (last day appreciation) https://www.ethicalela.com/13614/ audio: https://vocaroo.com/1deOZabaUY8t

What a Poem Can Be

a poem is nothing more than letters that become nothing more than words that become nothing more than lines that become nothing more than stanzas that become something more than the rhythms of a writer's heart that then become a poem

for #verselove https://www.ethicalela.com/what-a-poem-can-do-poem/

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gu-t3uYZLfs

a poem is nothing more than letters that become nothing more than words that become nothing more than lines that become nothing more than stanzas that become something more than the rhythms of a writer's heart that then become a poem

for #verselove (What a poem can do) https://www.ethicalela.com/what-a-poem-can-do-poem/

When I'm by myself and I close my eyes I'm singing sound I'm forever bound by possibility I'm the rolling sea I'm tossing waves to you, from me, I'm the ink, dried, to show I've tried I’m whatever I want to be And anything I care to be And when I open my eyes What I care to be Is me

for #verselove (“By Myself” format) https://www.ethicalela.com/by-my-self-love/

Th This place i This place is blank space _______ | | | | _______ I've forgot I've forgotten I've forgotten to \erase\

these and other words, just in case

for #verselove https://www.ethicalela.com/re-encounters/

Found Poem

Living in mediated worlds: We're no longer text-only as we experience this reality, daily, with gifs, memes, selfies, videos, and podcasts but still, but still, but still: we broadcast through the modality of written language

for #verselove a found poem from one paragraph of NCTE's Media Education in English Language Arts statement https://ncte.org/statement/media_education/

Making Compost

Add oxygen: easier said than done

Turn frequently: pitch-forking, for fun

Mix in water: Open up, let the sky run

Spread liberally: a garden, just begun

for #verselove https://www.ethicalela.com/scientific-method/

This word all alone

imagining buds on trees, the grass covering the dust of winter

re-new-ing re-knew-ing

How many words have been tossed away? Composted, turned, reborn ...

and now, we've gone and lost the poem to a page break /

broken thoughts

for #verselove (annotation poem) using ee cumming's “in/Spring comes” https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/browse?contentId=25264 https://www.ethicalela.com/found-annotations/

Broken songbird - our future still sings your song:

With mending on melody With the heroics of harmony

We, too, fly

Songbird of the sky, though trapped by time, we still will sing your song

for #verselove (and metaphor dice: Broken/Song bird/The Future) https://www.ethicalela.com/rolling-the-dice/

Tomato soup, its companion, in a mug, thick, if you please

And at its side, sliced in half, the sandwich: grilled cheese

for #verselove https://www.ethicalela.com/all-things-cheese/