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Childhood in Six American Sentences

ravenswingpoetry — Tue, 18 Nov 2008 19:31:55 +0000

Different by RealNasty

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 #9

ravenswingpoetry — Sun, 24 Aug 2008 22:36:08 +0000

Pint-sized, green cacti inside tiny pots make me wish for home again.

Written 8/24/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.

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American Sentence #8

ravenswingpoetry — Fri, 08 Aug 2008 15:09:38 +0000

Google has made me an alley cat – I wander in search of something.

Written 8/8/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.

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American Sentence #7

ravenswingpoetry — Sun, 27 Jul 2008 19:12:18 +0000

I laugh after being mistaken for Greek for the seventeenth time.

Written 7/27/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.

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American Sentence #6

ravenswingpoetry — Sun, 20 Jul 2008 17:04:50 +0000

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

ravenswingpoetry — Tue, 15 Jul 2008 14:58:10 +0000

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.

Shocked by the brilliance of sudden light, I froze
in my own still frame. Light erased Nothingness
from my view with a sudden, tender violence. The air
sang out my name in sonic colors silent to earthly
ears. The wall was now a two-way mirror through
which I saw you, standing still.

Slapped by the shock of sudden death, I winced,
my soul smarting from the pain. Pain vibrated in
contrast to the rainbow song and unearthly light.
My unsaid farewell to you caught in my throat and
held the pain inside. I looked through the mirror
and saw you, weeping, demanding my return.

Chained by the weight of sudden regret, I screamed
your name into the air. The song and the light absorbed
the pain which poured out of my soul. The unsaid
farewell followed, floating through the mirror to
you below. I lingered upon your image one last time
before walking away.

Written 7/15/08
© 2008 Nicole Nicholson. All Rights Reserved.

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American Sentence #5

ravenswingpoetry — Mon, 14 Jul 2008 13:10:14 +0000

Shed blood disappears into hot, harsh sand – but not from their memories.

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American Sentence #4

ravenswingpoetry — Mon, 07 Jul 2008 13:46:17 +0000

Ideas, thoughts, and feelings dance digitally before millions.

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American Sentence #3

ravenswingpoetry — Tue, 01 Jul 2008 14:53:05 +0000

Silent words cradle ideas, thoughts, and feelings in their lettered arms.

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American Sentence #2

ravenswingpoetry — Sun, 29 Jun 2008 13:14:59 +0000

Data packets direct silent words to digital destinations.

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