The poet’s work defined by other poet’s works

“A poet‘s work is to point at frauds”

and to to take “a late walk”

to observe the sunset.

A poet’s work is

A thing of beauty

but can be A song of despair

when “A dog has died.”

A poet’s work can be

A hand mirror

so you can see the truth

face to face.

A Poet’s work is “Acceptance”

that sometimes there is not much that a poet

can do about abolishing hate and breeding peace.

A poet’s work

is a “Brave and Startling truth

and or a “Lesson in Vengeance

or an “Enigma

or a simple “letter to an aunt

to ease her pain.

A Poet’s work

eloquently describes a “summer’s dream

or a “conversation

about  “Faith being a fine invention

But for me a Poet’s work is to

“Carpe Diem” and speak from the heart

every minute of the day.

     Melba Christie

Do you know all the poets whose works were cited in my poem? I will post all names in my next post.

Olympic Fever

Citius altius fortius
Citius altius fortius (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Five rings commute to the heavens

announcing the great meeting of athletes

Olympia! Olympia!

Nations proud!

flags flare and unfurl

as champions chant

Citius, Altius, Fortius

Peaceful exhibition

of strength and character

Citius, Altius, Fortius

Cheers and tears

of glory

the best of human endeavor


Can we keep the momentum?

Melba Christie

How to write a poem when you are so angry that you would rather not

There should be a rule that says that no one under any circumstances should be allowed to write a poem when angry. Poems should be created when the poet is under the influence of joy and bliss. Anger will taint a poem forever. A poem is not where anger should dwell and be allowed to swell. But poets are human and err like everyone else. Why not give them a venue to vent and manage their resentments and or annoyances. Do not we need as a society to ignite the idea that anger can be channeled through writing about what infuriates us instead of caging the rage like a wild animal?

I propose that we allow poets to craft their poems of fury using a certain format. So here it is:
Poems of wrath must not use profanity. They must not slander anyone. However, if the dander is so intense that it is necessary to madden the crowd about the issue and hang the culprit responsible for the accumulation of said antagonism, then by all means the poet may show his rage. However, it is advised that this type of poem not be published to avoid any issues of liable or possible law suits.

Poems of anger should provide the reader with at least four powerful images. It must include at minimum two hyperboles. The poet will ensure that nothing rhymes. Slang will be accepted. The poem should not be any longer than twenty-one lines.

Depending on the level of anxiety or frustration the poet possesses during the writing of the first draft of the poem, it may be necessary to deflate some of the exasperation by taking three deep breaths each time a very dark image captures the imagination. Pilates are also a good way to calm down and get rid of stress.

Poems of sheer ire must be filled with onomatopoeias to illustrate the explosive nature of the fury. However, avoid repetitions and redundancies. I will tell you right now that you will not get any sympathy from me.

By all means use as many similes as you please. Make sure that the meter is just right. Rile up but keep the flow. Use symbolism sparingly. Now if during your pre-write, free write or brainstorming session you realize that whatever it was that made you angry is not such a big deal after all, then write a poem to the contraire. And if my suggestions aggravated you more then please do not write a poem about me. I was just trying to help.

A story told

everyone loves a good story
one that
lifts a spirit
generates chuckles
produces a heart felt tear
inspires hope
measures strength in love
documents courageous acts
stimulates thinking
tests commitment
challenges bigotry
demands justice
touches the heart
sparks a relationship
and just helps us
to understand our humanity
and purpose

I invite to share your story told.

Really? Again?


Really? Again?

A thought penetrates a deranged mind,

an excellent mind by some standards,

The thought becomes obsessive

destructive, shackled

and imprisoned.

No one can fathom the motive or

the thinking that journeyed

through what was once

considered a beautiful mind

Really? Again?

Where? How?

Can we even try to justify

an act of cruelty so huge?


Planned out carefully? Premeditated?

How? How come no one noticed?

Really? Again?

When will it end?

– Melba Christie


*May all the fallen victims of today’s tragedy in Aurora, Colorado rest in peace.  God bless the families left to ponder and grieve. A sad poem was born today.


Some food for thought:

Violence is the last refuge of the incompetent.


All violence is the result of people tricking themselves into believing that their pain derives from other people and that consequently those people deserve to be punished. ~Marshall Rosenberg


A Poem is Born

A Poem is Born

A Haiku

A Sonnet

A Cinquain

whatever its form

whatever its meter

its birth is inevitable

and necessary;

its purpose explicit,

Born to soothe,


and stir powerful thoughts


Born to inspire

or make evident

a single desire.

A poem is born

every second

just to ground us,

acquaint us with


deep inside our souls.

Whether an epic,

idyll or a ghazal,

a rondeau, or a senryu,

whether rhymed or free verse,

Shakespearean or Petrarchan,

when a poem is Born

it is a labor of love.

Someone said that a poem is

a little god;

and one was born for me today.

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manifest the destiny of our land

exhilarate the spirit of democracy

celebrate our human rights

motivate to raise the bar

Allow the fireworks: 

to stay in your heart,

to remind us we can always do better,

as individuals, as a nation 

“under God indivisible 

with liberty and justice for all.

Photos and Poem by Melba Christie

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Check out my new page Shakespeare in the Attic

English: The Shakespeare knot, with "W.S&...
English: The Shakespeare knot, with “W.S” (William Shakespeare) entwined. (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Take the new Poemattic challenge! This can be a neurobic exercise as described in Keep Your Brain Alive by Lawrence C. Katz. I know what you are going to say. Are you kidding; I do not have time to memorize and recite a sonnet by Shakespeare. Take it from me I have been practicing neurobics and it really makes a difference. So consider this challenge an investment for increasing your mental fitness. Take the challenge! What do you have to loose?

Happy brain exercising!

Melba Christie