HAIKU MADNESS!!!
Haiku
All haiku contain
ten and seven syllables
that express our joy.
Extended Haiku
Waiting for the Wolf
or for the Revolution
I'm ready for them.
Let the Wolf take me!
I feel my essence slipping
into the Wolf Dream.
Reborn as the Wolf
the world is my hunting ground!
Hungrily, I prey!
The Last Hunt draws near.
The soul of the world trembles
as time unravels.
American Sentences (Ginsbergian Haiku)
Revolution
We're waiting for the Revolution to come. Now is the time to act!
Liberty or death! Revolution in the streets! The war has begun!
The ends justify the means. A Declaration. Our goal is freedom.
The war; the struggle! The battles we won despite impossible odds!
America won. The Dream manifests. We must never let it die.
The fight for civil rights is the fight for equality. Remember!
The fallen soldiers, the blood of martyrs, the stalwart freedom fighters!
The struggle is the same: from Washington to Dr. King. The dream lives!
One nation, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.
On Monday, the school I work at held a "Poetry Slam." It was an appalling fiasco: the most memorable poem was just a kid insulting his teachers. I was called upon by the guidance counselor to go up and read something because I call myself a poet. So I wrote Revolution in about fifteen minutes. The kids, predictably, booed and hissed as I ascended the stage. But as I read, one by one they shut up and listened. At least half the kids who had booed me at first came up to me after and said they liked my poem. On the one hand, they're middle school students. But I'm fucking good at what I do and I wasn't going to let those kids turn poetry into a joke.
Fuckin' A.
Please note Kathy Foster. Lefty bassist, crazy curls, CUTE! Me encanta
Haiku
All haiku contain
ten and seven syllables
that express our joy.
Extended Haiku
Waiting for the Wolf
or for the Revolution
I'm ready for them.
Let the Wolf take me!
I feel my essence slipping
into the Wolf Dream.
Reborn as the Wolf
the world is my hunting ground!
Hungrily, I prey!
The Last Hunt draws near.
The soul of the world trembles
as time unravels.
American Sentences (Ginsbergian Haiku)
Revolution
We're waiting for the Revolution to come. Now is the time to act!
Liberty or death! Revolution in the streets! The war has begun!
The ends justify the means. A Declaration. Our goal is freedom.
The war; the struggle! The battles we won despite impossible odds!
America won. The Dream manifests. We must never let it die.
The fight for civil rights is the fight for equality. Remember!
The fallen soldiers, the blood of martyrs, the stalwart freedom fighters!
The struggle is the same: from Washington to Dr. King. The dream lives!
One nation, indivisible, with liberty and justice for all.
On Monday, the school I work at held a "Poetry Slam." It was an appalling fiasco: the most memorable poem was just a kid insulting his teachers. I was called upon by the guidance counselor to go up and read something because I call myself a poet. So I wrote Revolution in about fifteen minutes. The kids, predictably, booed and hissed as I ascended the stage. But as I read, one by one they shut up and listened. At least half the kids who had booed me at first came up to me after and said they liked my poem. On the one hand, they're middle school students. But I'm fucking good at what I do and I wasn't going to let those kids turn poetry into a joke.
Fuckin' A.
Please note Kathy Foster. Lefty bassist, crazy curls, CUTE! Me encanta