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Just playing with photos, words and form.
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Just playing with photos, words and form.
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What if I wrote a sonnet
on the lid of a Starbucks cup?
It wouldn’t be about love — far from it;
it would be about words and people — sup-
ping on divinity, getting their money’s worth, but barely,
and the writing would be cramped and illegible, I’d be fretting
over spelling errors and using words properly.
I’d forget to count the lines— it would be hard, getting
the rhythm and rhyme right, hard for me to divine
one line from the next, the end
from the start, and I’d wind up with blurred lines
unable to determine a beginning, and I’d have a tend-
ency to break words apart, to make them fit, my pen
would would rebel over the wet parts and then it would end
—kkj
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What if I wrote a sonnet
on the lid of a Starbucks cup?
It wouldn’t be about love — far from it;
it would be about words and people — sup-
ping on divinity, getting their money’s worth, but barely,
and the writing would be cramped and illegible, I’d be fretting
over spelling errors and using words properly.
I’d forget to count the lines— it would be hard, getting
the rhythm and rhyme right, hard for me to divine
one line from the next, the end
from the start, and I’d wind up with blurred lines
unable to determine a beginning, and I’d have a tend-
ency to break words apart, to make them fit, my pen
would would rebel over the wet parts and then it would end
—kkj
#sonnet #starbuckscontemplation #original #imperfect #edited #playingwithwords

Today’s color: Sailboat
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Today’s color: Sailboat
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Watching Expendables 2, no clue why this poem happened in the middle of it, after Chuck Norris’ appearance.

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Watching Expendables 2, no clue why this poem happened in the middle of it, after Chuck Norris’ appearance.

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Wrote this the other day.
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Wrote this the other day.
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Today’s color: Berry Syrup
The format of prose poem is imperfect. 

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Today’s color: Berry Syrup
The format of prose poem is imperfect.

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I’ve been wanting to write a prose poem for awhile now, and this man walked into Starbucks, and then this happened. The man who walked into Starbucks looked nothing like this. No clue how he inspired this writing, just happy he did.

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I’ve been wanting to write a prose poem for awhile now, and this man walked into Starbucks, and then this happened. The man who walked into Starbucks looked nothing like this. No clue how he inspired this writing, just happy he did.

#prosepoem #poetry #starbuckscontemplation #imperfect #original

Today’s color: Aqua Waters

his eyes are deep pools of
aqua waters,
ripples left over from skipped
stones
make them stormy 
like nights in cheap novels
where depth lies not
in the writing, but in
the imagination of the reader;
I can read him like a dog-eared book,
worn around the edges,
nothing new —
he is a cliché of the worst kind,
a James Dean memory
melting like ice cream on
a sizzling hot sidewalk
 —kkj
#color #aqua #challenge #imperfect #original #InsText

Today’s color: Aqua Waters

his eyes are deep pools of
aqua waters,
ripples left over from skipped
stones
make them stormy
like nights in cheap novels
where depth lies not
in the writing, but in
the imagination of the reader;
I can read him like a dog-eared book,
worn around the edges,
nothing new —
he is a cliché of the worst kind,
a James Dean memory
melting like ice cream on
a sizzling hot sidewalk
—kkj
#color #aqua #challenge #imperfect #original #InsText

Apparently Starbucks is inspiring of everything except that which I need to write. Oh well, it’s best to go with the flow and write from the heart. Maybe something somewhat good will come of it.

#poetry #starbuckscontemplation #beveragelove #love #imperfect #original #silly #InsText

Apparently Starbucks is inspiring of everything except that which I need to write. Oh well, it’s best to go with the flow and write from the heart. Maybe something somewhat good will come of it.

#poetry #starbuckscontemplation #beveragelove #love #imperfect #original #silly #InsText

#poetry #starbuckscontemplation #nostalgia #imperfect #original

#poetry #starbuckscontemplation #nostalgia #imperfect #original