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A Poem A Day

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A Supermarket in California (An excerpt) by Allen Ginsberg

What thoughts I have of you tonight, Walt Whitman, for I  walked down  the side streets under the trees with a headache self-conscious looking at the full moon.

In my hungry fatigue, and shopping for images, I went into the Neon fruit  supermarket, dreaming of your enumerations!

What peaches and what penumbras! Whole families shopping at night! Aisles full of husbands! Wives in the avocados, babies in the tomatoes! – and you, Garcia Lorca, what were you doing  down by the watermelons?

Allen Ginsberg was The Beat Poet. The Beats especially Allen Ginsberg painted a dark picture of their truth about American life in the years after WWII. “Ginsberg and his friends believed that spiritual life was essential to a person’s existence: Beat is short for beatific or holy.”

 

On Writing A Poem – A Poem A Day

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                  On Writing a Poem

When I write a poem

The words leap from my heart

At least for the most part

Sometimes they prance into my brain

swaddled in deep emotions.

 

It may be that they simply trot into my soul

this is when spiritual energy takes its toll

Sometimes they appear to describe

a wrenching feeling,

or crushing sadness.

 

Many times

the word skip to inspire

and make me giddy

full of hope

and elated.

 

I hate when they sneak up on me

making me quiver with fear

swirling anxiety around me.

 

When I write a poem

I try to be free

to feel every moment

to be in the now

to cherish the present.

 

When I write a poem

I just look at the view

focus on nature

and the beauty of

being alive.

When I write a poem

One thing is affirmed;

Life is poetry and poetry is life.

 

 

 

 

 

Ah Spring! _ A Poem A Day

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Pansies stained of crimson

and purple

a sure sign of nature’s healing power

 

Sweet peas sing spring

a sun kissed lovely flower.

Daffodils spread

and smiles grow

when tulips stand tall

and the Ranunculus dazzles us

with it’s colors of pastel

 

clusters of forsythia brighten the afternoon

Peonies captivate the senses

along with the perfume of gardenias

 

What a celebration

to remind us

of the resurrection!