April 2011
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THE ROYAL WEDDING REVISED
Sir Elton John cannot help but hum when he is this happy
But it’s his old hit song that catches him like a bouquet:
Someone save someone save someone save my life tonight.
The lyrics tie themselves to his tongue, tight as a garter belt.
David Beckham offers a swift soccer kick to his shin,
but Elton burps out another note:
You almost had your hooks in me didn’t you dear
You nearly had me roped...
“I never thought much of the courage of a lion tamer. Inside the cage he is at...”
– George Bernard Shaw
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Valley Stream Poet Strikes While the Inspiration... →
The Valley Stream Herald interviewed me last week for National Poetry Month. Check out the article here!
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““Why I Hate Reading Maps
I have unrolled a map
onto my kitchen table
and put...”
– This poem © Gabriel Gadfly (via breannamo)
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Asterisk and Sidebar*: NiProWriMo 22/30 or Finding... →
nicolehomer:
This is based on a conversation/discussion/workshop loosely run by my lovely LoserSlam partner-in-crime, Connor Dooley. (The alternate prompt is, uh… prompted by the amazing Ryk McIntyre.)
In reply to the 30/30 naysayers (let’s call them haters) who say that 30/30 isn’t a productive exercise because it is an exercise that value quantity over quality, I say, yes, 30/30...
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three poems of mine accepted to kill author! →
to be published in june. in the meantime, check out the poetry, then submit your own! <3
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libra is the only zodiac sign represented by an...
Anonymous asked: hello! :) i write poetry as well and i was wondering...how can i get published? create a book?
thankyou so much!
xoxo
thankyou so much!
xoxo
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THE PUZZLE
She could solve a Rubik’s Cube in less than one minute. She was not a genius, just memorized the pattern.
The first time I saw her party trick, she might as well have juggled fire, the way I admired her. Back then my heart was a puddle-dipped
puzzle piece, the soggy heap of it seemed to fit only in her hand. She would twist me the same way
she did the Rubik’s Cube, until all my...
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1/30 Nails
themagpierebellion:
In first grade, I scratched a girl up her arm,
she had to get stitches
she made my sister cry
my sister was in 5th grade,
I don’t remember blood on her arm, or skin under my nails
but I understand why I did it
I still get it
I am better at negotiation now,
dispense my anger in small, effective doses
but if anyone hurts you
If you ever need someone
my nails are...
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Sierra/DeMulder: Baptism →
sierrademulder:
The twins who found the dead body in the river stopped coming to school for the last weeks of 5th grade. We rode our bicycles to the pay phone, dialed their number, swore we smelled their father’s cigar smoke through the receiver. They never came out. By July, they became a ghost story we told the younger children; how the river swallowed their voices, dulled their eyes...
Anonymous asked: Dear Megan,
I would be dead without you. By choice. There is no one in the world who I trust more with my heart. I am in love with you in the best friend way. Poems aside. I love you in the most genuine and real-life way. You are not only my soulroommate but also, a very large part of my soul. I hope you know that, every single day. No matter what our friendship brings...
I would be dead without you. By choice. There is no one in the world who I trust more with my heart. I am in love with you in the best friend way. Poems aside. I love you in the most genuine and real-life way. You are not only my soulroommate but also, a very large part of my soul. I hope you know that, every single day. No matter what our friendship brings...
March 2011
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Asterisk and Sidebar*: April is the Cruelest Month... →
nicolehomer:
It’s that time again: National Poetry Writing Month AKA NaPoWriMo AKA 30/30.
It’s deceptively simple: Write 30 poems in 30 days (strive to write 1 poem per day everyday for the month of April.
Let’s consider “deceptively.” Writing is, like anything else we aim to do, an act of will. I know there are many opinions about this but I’m in the writing-as-muscle camp: you need to...
