#TBT = Throwback Thursday! — Complicated Like Calculus (snippet)

I’m complicated like calculus
So mixed up I’m amalgamous

Click to see the website where I got this image from

Still from the movie Rushmore

SIDE NOTE… This is not a snippet from a full poem, just a pair of lines that never made it into any other poem. 

#WBW = Write Bloody Wednesday — #9: Brian Ellis

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Continuing my series on my favorite Write Bloody poets… In case you hadn’t noticed over the weeks, I started off with the poets that I have had the pleasure of meeting personally. This week is no exception!

From the Write Bloody website:

Brian Ellis
Ellis began performing for audiences in spring 2006. Since then he has been on the the Cantab Lounge Poetry Slam team twice and has represented the Cantab at the individual world poetry slam. He is a local slam champion and has been featured at poetry venues from New England to various regions of the U.S.

When my life was much more normal (meaning I had a regular day job and disposable income), I would go to EVERY poetry event in the Phoenix, AZ area. This is how I came to be friends with a LOT of local poets who were serious about there craft and would compete in slams and go to the National Poetry Slam nearly every summer. Well in this slam circle there were names that would get spoken with reverence and respect. One of those names was Brian Ellis.

Brian was one of the many poets I heard how good he was long before I ever read a word of his work. Then came my joining of the MySpace community and the chance to connect as a fan to this poet. Eventually he came to our humble valley and performed at one of my favorite spots A Shot of Java coffee shop in downtown Glendale, AZ. This delicate looking young man tore us all a new poetic perspective with the power of his feature performance that night and (as I’m sure you can guess if you have been reading the past weeks) I *had* to get his book from him. Such an amazing writer!

Sadly, I have not been able to repeat my experience since then, but fortunately there is always his book(s) and YouTube videos to tide me over.

#MLM = My Life Monday — Acknowledgements…

I started making it a point to thank people for liking my posts. I went back and acknowledged each like on all my entries for October and will continue to do so going forward until my travel schedule doesn’t allow for it anymore. I appreciate everyone who takes the time to read these thoughts of mine so it’s the least I can do to say so!

 

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#FAF = Follower Appreciation Friday — Thank you Patrick Latter! ^_^

I’m up to FORTY-FOUR followers on this blog! Thanks so much to my new followers this week!
Shouts out to:
amiblack2012
Kendall F. Person, thepublicblogger
Charlotte Hoather
Jason Kirin
matt at shadow of iris

THANKS SO MUCH FOR YOUR INTEREST IN MY BLOG!

This week’s follower poem is for Patrick Latter (http://hikingphoto.com) who has been following my blog for one year! Thanks so much for your support Patrick! ^_^

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THE BETTER PATH

Peaceful journeys are best in places of nature
Attributing the serenity to the air and voices of animals
This modern world we live in makes us twisted sometimes
Ripped away from oneness with the earth
In our souls we long to be balanced
Clinging subconsciously to the idea
Knowing that modernity is at fault

Loving our steel life and hating it at the same time
Always moving and striving and hoping
To see the perfection on the horizon
To reach that seemingly unattainable goal
Every day is another step in the journey
Rolling on a road to bliss

#TBT = Throwback Thursday! — Drawn In By The Lies

It’s that time of week again dear readers! Feedback welcomed and appreciated…

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Drawn In By The Lies
(Original post date/time: 2004-11-01 11:03:00)

it seems a shame in my mind to find
that the only guys that spark passionate desire
and extraordinary heat and fire
are the ones who by their look
I am utterly shook but read them like a book
one glance is all it took
to know that they are cads who do as they please
avoid virtue as though it were a disease
caring only about their own needs
gathering sex with utter greed
not caring about a better creed
of wife and family

and don’t ever let him be
in any way involved in the entertainment industry
especially if on the stage is where he longs to be
because those are the ones who really give their sex away for free
with not even a tiny thought of monogamy
and seems these guys always seem to be finding me
and they hypnotize with their eyes
and woo me with their lies
because they know that the truth
would have them permanently blocked
from getting between my thighs

so like a sucker I believe
and am drawn in to the web they conceive
crafted with the purpose to deceive
so my virtue they retrieve
after which they bounce and I am left to grieve
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SIDE NOTE… I cringe to read this now… posting it anyway just to show the varying range of my poems.

#WBW = Write Bloody Wednesday — #8: Megan Falley (Red Rover FOREVER)

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Continuing my series on my favorite Write Bloody poets and moving on to Megan Falley…

From the Write Bloody website:

Megan Falley

Megan Falley is one of a mere handful of poets to be published both on Penmanship Books and Write Bloody Press. After representing SUNY New Paltz for four years on the college slam team, Megan later earned her degree in English Literature and Creative Writing and returned to New Paltz to coach the team. In 2009 she helped found the second largest collegiate spoken word tournament in the country, The Wade-Lewis Poetry Slam Invitational. In 2010 she represented New York City on a competing team at the National Poetry Slam and her work began appearing in several literary magazines and anthologies including The Nervous Breakdown, PANK, Muzzle, Kill Author, The Legendary, Danse Macabre, and The Literary Bohemian. When she is not writing poems, Megan occupies herself by turning her ex-lovers into pies.

Megan Falley is another name I heard before actually reading or hearing her poetry… I didn’t actually look up anything by her until after reading threads on the Women in Poetry Slam facebook group about something other than her poetry. Her story is one that sadly mirrors mine in some ways and THIS is what led me to want to know the poetry put out by this brave and vocal advocate. Of course as a Write Bloody author, she completely rocks socks.

After reading her story and interacting with her on facebook, I had the pleasure of seeing this woman perform live here in Phoenix at the wonderful Lawn Gnome bookstore on magical 5th Street in the downtown Phoenix arts district. I of course bought a book from this amazing woman who was touring cross country by car alone. Her book is one of three poetry books that made it into my suitcase for the planned sailing trip around the world so you know her poetry is good.

Oh and the “Red Rover FOREVER” thing? That’s for those who were there. :-)

Click the image to see Megan's tumblr blog

Cockblocking Rapists Is A Moral Obligation; or, How To Stop Rape Right Now

Issues that affect my mind affect my writing… this is important.

Throughout the now nearly five year history of this blog, I’ve written extensively about the dynamics of rape, who the rapists are, how they operate and what has to happen in the culture to make them stop.  Much of this is broad, and involves decades of change.  In the words of an old Jewish saying imparted to me by Jaclyn Friedman, “it is not yours to complete the work; neither is it yours to desist from it.”

But rape the social problem takes decades to solve, and the rapes that happen to us or our friends or the people we love don’t happen over decades, they happen all of a sudden.  When people read things like my responses to Emily Yoffe, they want to know, “I don’t have decades.  What do I do now?”

The activist answer to this question, in the broadest terms, is really easy.  You do…

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#MLM = My Life Monday — Best laid plans…

There is a saying: “If you want to make God laugh, tell him your plans”… I am feeling that one right about now. Seems like no matter what my intentions have been, the execution of those intentions has consistently been missing the mark in 2013.

I had an EXCELLENT 2010 and 2011. 2012 had its ups and downs but for the most part my life was still very good. This year my life still has its bright moments but as the common calendar year comes to a close, I am finding that there are many things I should have done differently. I refuse to regret because it is an insult to the gift of life. I acknowledge 100% my part in how my life is in the moment.

Now is where I decide what is next… once I figure it out… I will let you know…

#FAF = Follower Appreciation Friday — Thank you klvnhrpr! ^_^

As of Thursday 10/17/2013, I have FORTY followers on this blog!
I know, for most bloggers that probably doesn’t sound like a lot but for me that is big news! :-D

New follows from Friday 10/12 through Thursday 10/17:
ianblackpoet (http://ianblackpoet.wordpress.com/)
Shawn L. Bird(http://shawnbird.com/)

THANKS SO MUCH FOR YOUR INTEREST IN MY POETRY! :-)

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This weeks follower poem recipient is klvnhrpr (Kelvin Harper) who has been following my blog for 1 year! Thanks Kelvin! :-) 

UNEXPLAINABLE

Kindness is the way of the should
Even in the face of the cruelty of the is
Leaving our souls open to our minds’ interpretation
Vying for the attention of our hearts
I am only one light in a galaxy of stars
Now I know that you shine too

Happiness is another word for abomonation
At least that is how some see it
Really the absolute is a mystery
Person to person we are examples of imperfection
Examples of the slight sideways lean
Relative to the nonexistent upwards of the universe

#TBT = Throwback Thursday! — I Am Just One Woman

Yet another installment on my trip with the way back machine… as always feedback welcomed and appreciated!

I Am Just One Woman
(Original post date: 2004-10-12 10:28:00)

I
Am
Just
ONE
Woman

Who the FLOCK am I?
Who am I?
Who am I really?

What can I do?

Because this world is so big
And last time we talked
Seemed like the world only revolved around you
Then again…
I can’t help but be self-centered
How else can I keep myself centered?
But even in this tiny bubble of a universe called my brain
I have to reach out to others or I find myself going insane

Which brings me back to the question:
Who am I?
Who am I really?
And…
What can I do?

I see the hate in the streets
And it makes me want to stay home
How can I make a change in the hearts of others?
So that from kindness, love and goodness they won’t roam
If I try to speak on unjust words or actions
I get the same response:
“You can’t tell me what to do
I’m grown!”

I feel this overwhelming compulsion to make a difference in this world
But why?
When all that others do to me is put me down
And laugh me to scorn when I try to spread my wings to fly

So I trip trying to take of
When the haters I try to shake off
Trying to get real and get the fake off

But

I
Am
Just
ONE
Woman

#WBW = Write Bloody Wednesday — #7: Sierra DeMulder is OK by me

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Continuing my series on my favorite Write Bloody poets and this week is Sierra DeMulder’s turn…

From the Write Bloody website:

Sierra DeMulder

Sierra DeMulder is a Pushcart-nominated touring performance poet. In 2009 she won the National Poetry Slam, was awarded Best Female Poet at College Union Poetry Slam Invitational, and ranked 9th at the Individual World Poetry Slam. She lives in St. Paul, MN.

I had heard Sierra DeMulder’s name before I ever read her poetry. The magic of the internet brought her words into my world. I remember liking what I read and then later what I saw on YouTube. Then one day she was in my town doing a double feature with her then boyfriend. I’ll be honest, as a rape survivor I found her poem from the perspective of the rapist deeply troubling and triggering but I didn’t hold that one poem against her. I still bought her book and her boyfriend’s CD (I’ll get to him later).

If you hadn’t noticed, so far my favorite writers have also been performers as well. This is the great thing that comes out of the slam poetry community in North America: poets learn to speak well and not just have clever word play (check the video link above for what I am talking about).

#FAF = Follower Appreciation Friday — Thank you XenitH! ^_^

I FORGOT TO POST THIS ON FRIDAY 10/11/13!!! :-/

This week’s Follower Appreciation Friday poem is for XenitH who started following my blog 1 year, 2 months ago!  Thanks for your interest in my poetry XenitH! :-)

SIMPLICITY AVERTED

Xerox copies of intricate systems
Each one claiming to be the true answer
None really different than the existing
In this life we take what we can get
To get more being the ultimate goal
Here and now bowing under capitalist pressure

#BH365 = Black History 365 — Jesse Owens at the 1936 Olympics in Berlin

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I’ve been watching a lot of historical documentaries lately and it inspired me to add yet another theme to my weeks here on WordPress: Black History 365. Basically it is part of the idea that there should not just be one day/week/month out of the year that people acknowledge the contributions of people of color to American history. The items that I will post are just the history of our country that focus on people who happen to be Black. I hope you learn as much from reading these as I do looking up the information to post it.

When most people think of African American History, they usually think of several main points… 1) slavery, and 2) the civil rights movement of the 1960s. I will definitely mention people who have done things within these two categories but I will try not to have those items be my ONLY focus for this section of my blog.

Since my last post was about the 1968 Olympics, I couldn’t help but think about the year that Jesse Owens proved the Aryans wrong on their own turf in Berlin at the 1936 Olympics

Click the photo for source article for this picture

On Aug. 3, 1936, Jesse Owens launched his way into sports stardom at the Summer Olympics in Berlin, where he racked up his first of four gold medals in the 100 meter sprint. As legend goes, German leader Adolf Hitler snubbed the African-American athlete for humiliating Germany and the Aryan athletes whom he had defeated on the track. However, some have claimed to debunk this supposed myth.

 

 

#TBT = Throwback Thursday! — Quiet Sin

Here we are at week #3 of the ongoing journey into my livejournal.com archives…

QUIET SIN
(Original post date 2004-09-21 10:15:00)

Some sins are quiet
Lurking in the heart
Like a soft shadow of time
But I can’t help but remember
The taste
The salty sweet taste of your essence
Swirled around my tongue
And on my lips
This is my sin
My memory
It has betrayed me
I recall what I stole
In the quiet strands of twilight
The scent of your sweat
The sound of your breath
And it lingers
And so it stays
This silent guilt
This tangible unrelinquished blame
This quiet sin

#WBW = Write Bloody Wednesday — #6: Anis Mojgani and the creepy touching

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Continuing my series on my favorite Write Bloody poets and this week is no less of a heavy hitter than any of the prior: Anis Mojgani

From the Write Bloody website:

Anis Mojgani

Anis Mojgani is a two time National Poetry Slam Champion and winner of International World Cup Poetry Slam. A Pushcart Prize Nominee and former resident of the Oregon Literary Arts Writer’s-In-The-Schools program, Anis has performed at numerous universities, festivals, and venues around the globe. His work has appeared on HBO, NPR, and in the pages of Rattle magazine.



I first heard of Anis Mojgani when I saw his name on a compilation CD that I bought to help my Phoenix slam team get to the National Poetry Slam. The poem was the one in the video: Shake the Dust = Instant fandom. When I heard that the Junkyard Ghost Revival was coming to my state with not just my favorite two poets Derrick Brown and Buddy Wakefield, but ALSO my new favorite Mojgani… well… I had to get down to Tucson to see this guy live!

Anis did not disappoint! It was an amazing show just as I had come to expect from Derrick and Buddy. All the rest of the cast stayed in for the night but Anis hung out at the get together at the host Lindsay Miller’s house. Yet again I was surprised at how down to earth poetry super stars can be! Sadly, I only had enough funds to get down to the show and pay to get in and not any extra to buy any CDs or books other than the collaboration book that the tour was about. If I would have had enough at the time, I would have definitely gotten Anis’s CD!

OH! I guess I should explain “creepy touching”! The explanation of the title of this post is in the caption of the picture below…

Derrick and Buddy demonstrate while Anis describes the "Creepy Touching" game they played on the road... This was Derrick driving up to a toll booth and Buddy pretending to be the toll booth worker. What you DON'T see is Derrick creepily touching Buddy the toll booth worker's hands and arms in a reenacted exchange of money.

At the Junkyard Ghost Revival tour show in Tucson, AZ 2009… Derrick and Buddy demonstrate while Anis describes the “Creepy Touching” game they played on the road… This was Derrick driving up to a toll booth and Buddy pretending to be the toll booth worker. What you DON’T see is Derrick creepily touching Buddy the toll booth worker’s hands and arms in a reenacted exchange of money. Poets… so crazy!

After the show shot of all the cast: Ed Mabrey, Buddy Wakefield, Sonya Renee, Derrick Brown, host Lindsey Miller, and of course Anis Mojgani

After the show shot of all the cast: Ed Mabrey, Buddy Wakefield, Sonya Renee, Derrick Brown, host Lindsey Miller, and of course Anis Mojgani

#WBW = Write Bloody Wednesday — #5: Mike Mcgee is awesome

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Continuing my series on my favorite Write Bloody poets… What better way to continue than with one of the nicest guys I have ever met: MIKE MCGEE (I know a lot of nice folks so this is no easy task to make my top 5!)

From the Write Bloody website:

Mike Mcgee

As a Poetry Slam competitor in the U.S., Mike has competed at the National Poetry Slam on team San José several times. In 2003, McGee won the coveted National Poetry Slam Individual Grand Championship, besting over 300 nationally ranked poetry slammers.


I met a lot of GREAT writers back in 2009 when Ed Mabrey moved to Phoenix, AZ and started the Thursday and Friday night Black Pearl poetry events. One of the first ones I remember was Mike McGee. His performance was lively and mostly humorous. He could even tackle the serious stuff without being preachy about it. I of course got his CD and also got his book (which will be going with me when I sail around the world). I wish I had a more detailed story to illustrate why I say Mike McGee is awesome but anyone who has seen him perform and/or has met him can definitely cosign on the awesomeness of this man.

Sadly, the few times I spent with Mike we never got a picture together! So… I’ll have to settle for this pic off of facebook instead. *sad panda face*

#MLM = My Life Monday — It’s still quiet on the home front…

My life is very small in my opinion. It has been filled mostly with poetry (mine and other people’s). Occasionally I have some photography in there. I dance sometimes. Sometimes (like right now) I have love in my life.

This year 2013 is very quiet compared to 2012 when I went to parties and events all the time and planned to leave on a sailing trip around the world this summer. The trip is postponed until next year (see http://emunaendeavor.org/ for more info) and in the meantime I am just here surviving from week to week, day by day.

So just like last week, life is quiet. We’ll see what happens between now and next Monday. :-)

 

 

#BH365 = Black History 365 — Protest at the 1968 Olymics

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I’ve been watching a lot of historical documentaries lately and it inspired me to add yet another theme to my weeks here on WordPress: Black History 365. Basically it is part of the idea that there should not just be one day/week/month out of the year that people acknowledge the contributions of people of color to American history. The items that I will post are just the history of our country that focus on people who happen to be Black. I hope you learn as much from reading these as I do looking up the information to post it.

When most people think of African American History, they usually think of several main points… 1) slavery, and 2) the civil rights movement of the 1960s. I will definitely mention people who have done things within these two categories but I will try not to have those items be my ONLY focus for this section of my blog.

The documentaries I have been watching happened to be based on the American civil rights movement of the 1960s so I will start there. The first documentary I watched was about the silent protest at the 1968 Olympics in Mexico City of two Black medal winners and the white Australian medal winner who shared the podium with them.

 

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Gold Medallist Tommie Smith, (center) and Bronze medallist John Carlos (right) showing the raised fist on the podium after the 200m in the 1968 Summer Olympics wearing Olympic Project for Human Rights badges. The third athlete is silver medalist Peter Norman from Australia wearing an OPHR badge to show his support for the two Americans.
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The two American athletes were sent home for their act of protest which considering the prevalent culture of the day was to be expected. Surprisingly, even though the Aussie athlete was a world record holder (with a record that took 38 years to top), when he got back to Australia, he was basically unofficially banned from track and field for wearing a pin in solidarity with his American fellow athletes.

 

 

#FAF = Follower Appreciation Friday — Thank you thesoapboxxradio ! ^_^

FYI… thesoapboxxradio is my VERY FIRST FOLLOWER on this blog! So I should have done this poem LAST week for my very first FAF poem… I hope you can forgive me!

THE SOAP BOX RADIO

Time marches on
Hell and high water abound
Everything around us has meaning

Some days are brighter than others
One leading into the next
Another day to give thanks
Perservering in spite of trials

Because we are one in this life
Our souls cry out when we lash out
X-ray vision into the present future

Rarely seen and yet
Always noticed
Did we fall so far away?
I think we have
Or perhaps in the end there is still a chance

#TBT = Throwback Thursday! — Across Infinity

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Continuing with cross posting old poems from my poetry livejournal.com blog. I said in the last post that I started it in 2004, but actually I started it in 2005 and back posted some old poems. I’m just going through the posts in the order they come up in my blog. So for the next one…

ACROSS INFINITY
(Original post date 2004-09-20 14:02:00)

I opened my eyes…
and found myself staring across infinity
lifetimes… and universes.. and ages… and dimensions
looking into the eyes of God and His creation
being told the secrets of existence in a language without words
a knowledge inexplicable
that only my deepest soul understands
detached from traditions stipulations and limitations
and yet simultaneously comforted by their familiarity
carried across eternity zig-zagging and spiraling in a straight line
wrapped in paradox and oxymoron of etheric and esoteric idiosyncrasies
blinded by the mundane into a perceived separation from Divinity
powers that be
in this realm hoping that the free
and those who know the truth stay few and far between
the phrase “I am God”
to be heard by the masses
as blasphemous
not realizing that Creator exists in creation
and by creation, existence of the Creator is manifest
beings called “lower”
know truths without voices
beings egotistically calling themselves higher
set into pitfalls of false “choices”
rigorously regimented by the rigmarole referred to as reality
the drumbeat of mediocrity of day-to-day drowning out the call of immortality

Click the picture to go to the blog to see more

Photo from PORTERS ON ENLLI blogspot.

#WBW = Write Bloody Wednesday — #4: Adventures with Jon Sands… sort of…

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Continuing my series on my favorite Write Bloody poets…

From the Write Bloody website:

Jon Sands

DOB: 6/15/1983

Jon Sands has been a professional teaching and performing artist since 2007. He’s a recipient of the 2009 NYC-LouderARTS fellowship grant, and has represented New York City multiple times at the National Poetry Slam. He is the Director of Poetry and Arts Education Programming at the Positive Health Project, as well as a Youth Mentor with Urban Word-NYC.

I found out about Jon Sands fall of 2007 when I checked out the MySpace profile of a poet called “Survivor”  who was scheduled to come out to Phoenix. I connected with him on MySpace and carried that connection over to facebook because honestly his poetry is AMAZING. I was a super huge Jon Sands fan gurl every time he posted anything or was coming to AZ. I would repost all of it. I still really enjoy his work.

I got to meet Jon when his ride to the venue fell through and I got enlisted by local poet and host Jeremiah Blue to give him a ride to the event. Jon is a great guy in addition to being a wonderful poet. I must say I love that about the national poetry scene, there are so many absolutely great people!

If you get a chance, you DEFINITELY should check out Jon’s work!

Me with Jon Sands back in 2008 when he featured at Words In The Alley. My friend Tufik who took the picture told us to act like we were drunken newlyweds at a Vegas chapel. I think I took the direction a bit too well!