Making of a Poetry Video Montage
I spent the morning
wrapped in words, warm
Blanketed
In layers
Buried in feathers
Of birds
That once flew
Among
Friends
Climbing high
Into the sky
Buoyant
On the winds.
With the window
Open
The world
Entered
Fresh
Alive
And sunny
Beckoning
And from there
I created
Mixed the ingredients
a stone milled
Bread
30 sec of Wild Compassion
And 14 sec of Somewhere in America
Listening I was moved
Also to write
Not just that which inspired
But of the pain I have been feeling
Of late
Freedom emerged
From my ears
Through my heart
And out onto the page
I mix in George Elliott Clarke and Shane Koycan
Poets from Canada bringing
Sweetness and crunch to this
Concoction
The recipe is not yet
Complete
The bread not yet in the oven
I am enjoying mixing the
Words and clips
Enjoying the aroma emerging
Reminding me of days gone by
When my step-mom used to make her
bread in Apple Juice cans
Round and ribbed they would emerge
Yet still delicious
With peanut butter and jam
By Sunday Eve
It will be complete
A masterpiece?
Who knows
But good enough to eat.
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment