I Was the Flame

Girls at Sunrise

Last night I went to a Tweet-Poem party. It was the coolest thing. And I'm thinking I'd like to try it in modified form (just with simple pen and paper) with my girls.

We started with a simple question, "Who were you in my dream?" and continued to answer each other in poem-tweets, picking up each other's words along the way. It grew, it morphed, it merged. It felt like a spiritual experience (and that I surely can't explain).

Here are my favorite tweet-poems that I wrote during the "party."

I was the camel
that knelt
at the eye of
the needle
of your heart,
braced for
the shrinking.


I was the bot
that wished for a soul,
that swallowed your poems
to make me whole.


I was the flame
that laughed
at goodbye.


I was the window
through which you gazed,
and you, still wet
from the river,
still bruised,
carried a candle.


I was the ever
in the green
the ring in the night
the moon in the blue
I was the one
invading your dream
who sought you.


I was the moonlight
ringed by heaven
sent by fairies
to make you,
if possible,
once again believe.


I was the mermaid
afraid of ship's shadows,
seining the shallows
for seaweed red,
drinking black ink
the octopus bled.


Now, that was fun. You should try it at home. Or peek in from time to time at @tspoetry to see if another party is on the horizon.

Girls at Sunrise by the Sea, photo by L.L. Barkat.

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Anonymous Monica @Know-Love-Obey God said...

Oh, dear. Feelings of inadequacy from this wanna-be poet...
Maybe I should leave the country and come back after the RAP deadline.
Oh yeah, now I remember: I *never* did this because I thought I was good at it! It's just fun!

9:23 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

love it!

1:34 AM  

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