From Found Words Rise the Tasks of Messengers (Part 1)

A friend lent me a book, “Happiness is an inside job” by Dr. Sylvia Boorstein. It’s about “practicing for a joyful life”. Not my usual reading material – there’s no time travel (so far), robots, or military strategy I can apply at work (for fun). But because I’m trying to live outside of my comfort zone, I cracked it open.

As I leafed through the book and tried reading pages, I got distracted by the last words in each sentence. Those words – wisdom, world, benevolent, despair, steadfast and others – jumped up and waved at me. I found myself jotting them down, rearranging them, and adding my own words. After 20 min, I had three poems and a collection title. Poem titles are simply the page number where Dr. Boorstein’s words reside in their end-of-line positions. Here’s the start:

From Found Words Rise the Tasks of Messengers

p. 1
a conversation in illness
this heart stopped
and a bell rang
eager
for an inconvenient end

p. 15
other than human,
his image steadfast –
the legend
a lifetime feels

p. 53
selfish wishes
in a well-asked world
limit wisdom
and breed benevolent despair

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April 2 Poem: Gravity’s Lament

Today’s 30/30 poem I wrote in response to a 4/1 Writers Digest prompt to write a Resistance poem.

Gravity’s Lament

Friction
is
such
a
drag

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April 1 Poem: I Don’t Drink Beer

April is National Poetry Month, and many poets honor it by writing a new poem each day. We call this 30/30 – thirty poems in thirty days.

My April 1 poem: a haiku

I Don’t Drink Beer

Beer tastes too much like
dirty dishwater-soaked bread
clinging to my hands

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Haiku series: Nightclub Proof

Don’t be getting any ideas. The following is not based on actual events and shall never be. Cuz Shots? They ain’t me. Hey, look – I rhymed!

Observation 1

your interest in me
directly proportional
to proximity

Observation 2

our impulse control
inversely related to
alcohol intake

Conclusion

the predictable
outcome of slow dance and shots:
a kiss. QED.

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Piano Instrumental: Music Box 1

Woo hoo – personal best! Created this one in 15 minutes. I was supposed to be running through standard classical piano exercises (that I assigned myself tonight) but it was soooo boring and frustrating that I became distracted by other music in my head. Know what else is boring and frustrating? Titling things: music, poetry, stories, children. I may just switch to numbering using Stardates (based on pacific time). This one would be Stardate 92825.03:

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Piano Instrumental: I Will Follow the Moonlight

I composed this when I was 19, a really long time ago if you believe in the concept of chronological time. There were lyrics, but I have no idea where they are. All I remember is one line: I will follow the moonlight. I expect that rest of the lyrics when found will prove maudlin and immature – blech. Maybe I shouldn’t look for them.

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Piano Instrumental: Save the World from Me No. 2

I composed this a few years ago. A related piece, “Save the World from Me No. 1” isn’t finished. It just ain’t happening. But one day, perhaps. In the meantime, here’s No. 2.

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