This was the second poem written for Read Write Poem Prompt #77: Opposites Attract. I chose the cleave form because it allowed me to juxtapose the two ideas against each other while still having them connected in some way. You can read a cleave poem two ways: down or across. I hope you enjoy.
I had been thinking about this piece since Monday. This title was turning over and over again in my brain; I ended up writing it for Three Word Wednesday, since this week’s words, “million”, “time”, and “unnoticed”, lent themselves well to my churning thoughts. Enjoy.
A million voices have weaved themselves together. They lie as chaotic tapestry, matted hair, within the recesses of my brain. I can no longer distinguish who said what and when, but unlike erased and empty chalkboards which bare nothing but black blankness, my mind holds on to ghost strand memories. I see the placeholders of words, but only as faint outlines containing invisible space. Continue reading →
This, thought not written for today’s Meme Express prompt, ended up fitting in with the prompt’s theme, “forgetfulness” – a nice instance of coincidence…or did I pick up on something universal in the air? I don’t know. This triple sonnet was namely written as a poetic reaction to Patricia Smith’s poem, “Building Nicole’s Mama”.
My name is Nicole. I am not the same
rusty-kneed little girl with braid ends sealed
by fire who asked you how to reclaim
her dead mother through words, how to reveal Continue reading →