A Poem a Day: April 2011

My Year of Writing Dangerously

On the spur of one of my (increasingly rare) moments of inspiration, I decided that in order to maintain my artistic integrity, and because I can't keep calling myself a writer for much longer without actually WRITING something, I am going to write a poem a day for the next year. The first poem will be posted on August 10, 2010 and the last poem will be posted on August 10, 2011. (Unless, of course, I decide to keep going.) Not all of the poems will be good, and DEFINITELY not all of them will be interesting, but I will gaze around my kitchen, my living room, and Coming Home Cafe until something inspires me, then write a poem about it, as well as my random thoughts on the mundane things that no one notices, but which it is my goal to immortalize over the course of this year.

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Day 96 - Ah the good old days

I was reading through the whole blog looking for poems to read at a Slam I'm performing at on Monday and as I read my extreme panicking about being a day or two behind I laughed. You know the kind of laughter that almost turns into crying without you noticing? Yeah, it was that. Well... not really, I didn't cry, but I did roll my eyes a lot because now I'm... well.. I don't even know how many days behind. Anyway here's a poem inspired by Beyonce because that's what I'm listening to right now.

-The Revolution-
Break all the rules
Knock down the walls
This is a revolution.

Raise a hand
and your voice.
Look in my eyes
and hear my sighs.
This is a revolution.

See my smile
know that I love you.
Never doubt,
never cry,
forever mine,
This is a revolution.