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Childhood in Six American Sentences

This poem was written for two prompts: Read Write Poem #53 and One Single Impression #39: Childhood Memories.

The Read Write Poem Prompt directed participants to each write one (or more) American Sentences. If you’re not hip to what an American Sentence is, go here or here for more info. I’ve contributed a few sentences for the prompt, but the gracious folks who run RWP more or less gave us a “free prompt” for this week.

So what did I do? I combined American Sentences with the Six Sentences form and produced a poem with Six American Sentences to fit One Single Impression’s theme of “Childhood Memories”. (You can read more of my American Sentences and Six Sentences on this blog.)

Enjoy.

-Nicole

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X marks the spot of my generation and small town memories. The eye of Thundera rises red, a Saturday morning sunrise. Bracelets, jump ropes, Doc Martins and black eyeliner jumble together. Portals open to distant city scenes through videos and music. We scrawl and send messages in sullen and sanguine bottles by turns. We poke each other’s hearts and hope for fresh dreams to explode from within.

Written 11/18/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.

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American Sentence #6

Birds
Birds by Aaron Andalman

This American Sentence was written for the Monday Mural prompt at Poefusion. Enjoy.

-Nicole

Birds perch and peer at us, perplexed by our need to notate song in notes.

Written 7/20/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.

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Departure

This was actually written for three prompts: Poefusion’s Title Tuesday (“Stung by the Splendor of Sudden Black”), Writer’s Island (“Farewell”), and Simply Snickers (use the words “standing” and “still”). I wrote this entirely in American Sentences. Enjoy.

-Nicole
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Stung by the splendor of sudden black, I failed to
bid farewell to you. Nothingness erased the
last still frame where you stood and painted it
black. I called your name, but Silence devoured my
cries into its belly. An obsidian wall separated life
and death – and therefore, us.
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American Sentence #1

I discovered American Sentences on the blogs of Scot Young and Nathan Moore. The American Sentence is a poetic form created by the late Allen Ginsberg. According to the American Sentences website, they are “haiku-length poems that Allen suggested be limited to 17 syllables, like haiku in Japanese and like the Heart Sutra in Buddhism”. Inspired by Scot and Nathan, I will start composing and posting American Sentences here on Raven’s Wing Poetry. For your reading pleasure this week, I give you American Sentence #1:

Souls connect through fiber optic conduits carrying silent words.

Written 6/27/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.

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