3WW, Big Tent Poetry, Poetry

not like yesterday

big tent poetry: write something opposite of your usual style. something that feels a little awkward, kind of like writing with your “other” hand; three word wednesday: drink, feeble, predict; photo: Style Splash, Drippy2009, flickr

the look of long drinkable sentences taste foreign and bitter. already i am distracted by the talkative slithering length. the challenge is an attempt to write in other than my ordinary way. stretching backward through pervious poems a cacophony of voices in the 1st, 2nd and 3rd person hound me fast intent with purpose. i am soon apprehended and together we shriek and snort at the existential existence of letters mimicking sounds similar to mad rushing waters propelled downward in huge splashes racing to nowhere.

not a note of metaphor nor anything to do with abstract. i now have this entertaining expectation of a solid concrete touch. A LITTLE LATER. this cool creepy feeble feeling of attempt surfaces, bobbing about caught in the undertoe disappears and then reappears entangled in crazy currents. a distraction of sorts. notice the 2 am offbeat blinking of a rusty neon sign screaming no vacancy move on!

i’ve captured the erasable and wrote it down. it is nothing not predictable. like an early morning mist moving along the low hidden gullys soon to disappear

… i finally gave up and wrote outside the zone of usual lines that are never there anyway, but i will keep this lesson in mind while writing left handed in a right handed world.

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14 thoughts on “not like yesterday

  1. the unexpected arrives, squirms around til it finds a comfortable chair, too bad it happens to be the one in which you are sitting, right? I like the long lines, the thoughts that go direct from mind to paper, splash and ripple the surface, but also fill whatever container they are poured into. Like this a lot,

    Elizabeth

  2. K says:

    This was an interesting experiment and writing exercise. I like the way you handled it. I’ll have to try it sometime soon. Right now I am very taken with the 69er.

  3. Interesting how the words sound so like you but the form is totally different. I can spot your un-break lines. Almost. 🙂 Love the phrasing in this piece, ‘early morning mist moving along the low hidden gullys’ – ‘the look of long drinkable sentences taste foreign and bitter’ and many more. Beautiful.

  4. I read it again & again, enjoying the stream, looking for the eddy I can rest in, but it spits me out and I circle back. Intriguing!

    (Thanks for playing along!)

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