Rainbow: He came with a little smile

Rainbow: He came with a little smile:                                                                                 Author: Senthi Aathavan Senthilverl Image:  A Mischievous Gr...

A clever poem about the cryptocurrency phenomenon and the author's mistrust thereof.

DUTCHCORNER: Surrender

DUTCHCORNER: Surrender:   Prompt The eye of the hurricane for Poets and Storytellers United I consider myself a spiritual person, especially in nature I have some...

This is a very beautiful poem and thoughts.

Serendipity: NAMASKAAR - an Acrostic

Serendipity: NAMASKAAR - an Acrostic: image from net N othing could be more A ccurate, than inspiration from M onks passed on from generations A llowing big surprises to ...

An excellent acrostic.

Naughty Netherworld PSA: Social Distancing Acrostic

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S is for sliding and side-stepping away

O is for only staying within your own circle

C is for care of yourself and others

I is for isolating

A is for always taking precautions

L is for spreading love, not contagion

D is for dancing at least six feet apart

I is for insisting on doing what's right

S is for soap and frequent hand-washing

T is for taking time to be safe

A is for asking others to maintain a safe distance

N is for nicely considering needs

C is for compassion and consideration

I is for indoors in your own home

N is for nature in a place that's uncrowded

G is for growing and changing to find new ways to do things

~cie~

I am aware that this reads like a motivational poster.

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NaPoWriMo: Write a poem about the letters of the alphabet or perhaps a poem where the letters form a short word. I kind of took liberties with that idea.

April PAD Challenge: Write a poem about social distancing. There you have it!

If you enjoyed that poem, there's more in my first published poetry volume, Another Autumn. Available for 99 cents on Kindle.

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Sly Speaks + Fat Friday + Friday Flashback: Diet Culture Rhetoric Is Not Poetry

This poignant gem was originally published on 17 January 2010 on my now-retired poetry blog.

life It would be far easier to diet if I didn't like food.

This, apparently, was the entire-ass poem.

A year later, I would finally take the long-needed step of ditching diet culture for good.

That is a terrible statement, let alone being a terrible poem. 

It isn't even a poem, it's a blurb. A very stupid and brainwashed blurb. It's a tweet that shouldn't have been tweeted. It is a lot of things, none of them good. A poem it is not. 

The Chili Bean Tanka is a better poem, and it is not a good poem. In fact, it is close to Vogon poetry in its poetic injustice.

It goes a little bit something like this.

I ate the chili

between the beans and the spice

digestive horror

beneath the cover of night

noxious eruptions take place

As I mentioned previously, I struggled over the holidays. My abusive partner ED (Eating Disorder) reared his ugly head and I relapsed into my old restrictive eating and self-loathing patterns. Which, by the way, never made me thin, they just fucked my metabolism over and made me hate myself even more. 

However, reading this micro-poem that should not be, I could see where I'd been myopic in my criticism of a poet whose book I reviewed recently. I gave the book overall high praise, but I stated that her "poem" which read as follows, and I quote:

love ends but calories are forever

was not so much a poem as unfortunate diet culture rhetoric, and I wouldn't want to read it as a tweet, let alone in a book of poetry.

Given the unseemly evidence above, that critique was hypocritical of me.

However, there is a lesson to be learned.

Next time you think publishing a pithy pearl of poignant perspicacity such as this...

Go to the kitchen and grab yourself a snack. Or at least have something to drink. Your blood sugar may be low because if you think that's worth publishing, you obviously haven't been thinking clearly. Step out for a breath of air and clear your head of the Diet Culture nonsense. You've obviously bitten off more of it than you can chew.

That being said, Words Written in the Dark is, overall, a thoughtful and thought-provoking volume of modern poetry, and I recommend it highly.

Fat and Ornery

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Charge

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If it gives me a charge

To escape this miserable world with its forced marches to an early grave 

And run away to a realm extraterrestrial, extradimensional

To find a small portion of imaginary happiness

I care not if you believe

For I need to retreat to this realm which is often more real than the real to survive

~Cie~

Prompts Used:

Daily Post

Daily Text Prompt

Six Sentence Stories

Victorious Vocabulary

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Normal Norman

I am normal

Normal I am

I take no chances

I am a normal man.

I am normal by daylight

Normal by night

I take no risks

I do everything right.

Judge me by all means

I trust to my fate

I take no shortcuts

I am never late.

No cuffs on my pants

No buttons on my shirt

My underwear's clean

No stains on my skirt.

I am normal

Normal I am

Strung like a cello

Tight as a clam.

NaPoWriMo 2017: Day 1: Angel

Did angels

Fall to Earth

Long ago?

Left behind

Did their minds

Forget their divinity

Are there souls

Who try to remember

Lifetime after lifetime

What we once were

Is this why we suffer

Why we feel too much

And sometimes

Let others use

And abuse us

Will we one day remember

And spread our wings again

Or are we

Forever

Lost?

~Thalia~

Rage Against

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Locked inside these rotting walls

Trapped in my broken mind

Trying to hold onto something

Anything that matters

With everyone around me telling me

That their way is the better way

With everybody criticizing

What they don't

And can't

And are fortunate not to know

But since you don't know

Don't tell me how

I should think

Or feel

Or be

I have only one choice

That choice is to be what I am

For the rest of this life

I am what you can't be

I am me

Count your blessings that you aren't

And let me be

~Cie~

And with that, I'm probably going to move this sort of thought back over to Crazy Town in Looney Land. It was likely a mistake to combine the mental health stuff with the metaphysical theory, but sometimes the two bleed into each other. As always, I took other people's advice about having too many blogs, need to "simplify," blah blah blah.

Are you OCD plus bipolar plus have psychic input that you're just trying to make sense of? Are you paying me for anything I write? If not, you don't get to tell me how to run my damn ship.

I am in the middle of a rather wretched mixed state, so sue me if I'm being a bitch. You won't get a damn thing out of me as you can't get blood from a stone. 

I'm not going to pretend that I count for a god damn thing on my own merit. I wouldn't even still be here if my son didn't need my help. I'm just trying to get by how I can. So I'm going to categorize things as I see fit, and whoever doesn't like it doesn't have to follow along.

Before you even start to say it, you can shut up about "meds" and "counseling." Meds don't work, other than lithium, which usually works but sometimes shit gets out of balance anyway.

Counseling doesn't work, and I don't have time for it.

I'll go to work, I'll do what I have to do, shit will balance out. In the meantime, if you don't have any sympathetic thoughts, butt the fuck out. I've done this before and will do it again, and again, and again, until this miserable life is over.

I'm pretty sure I know what triggered this. Don't want to talk about it now.

~Cie~

30 Days of Haiga 2016: Day 26: Spice

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Tears of the Moon 2

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With love and tears for Malcolm Young

Dementia destroys beautiful minds

30 Days of Haiga 2016: Day 14: To Catch a Thief

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A little something I was inspired to make for Gem 

The True Light

We should share kindness

Not suppress others through hate

Hate extinguishes

~Cie~

Inspired by the Carpe Diem Haiku prompt, and the distressing recent news of Buddhist attacks on Muslims in Burma. The actions of these people goes against everything Buddhism stands for.

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