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NaPoWriMo Day 31 Prompt for Wednesday May 1, 2013 April 30, 2013

April 30, 2013

“You must stay drunk on writing so reality cannot destroy you.”
Ray Bradbury

“We are the miracle of force and matter making itself over into imagination and will. Incredible. The Life Force experimenting with forms. You for one. Me for another. The Universe has shouted itself alive. We are one of the shouts.”
Ray Bradbury

Day 31? Huh…what? Get over it. NaPoWriMo might be technically over… but you can certainly continue to write a poem a day. I’ll even suggest one last prompt for you to continue on a path where you write each and every day . Pressure is off….NaPoWriMo is over…. Write another one anyway.

Prompt 31-– confusion. You don’t know what day it is.. who you are, your senses have re-colored the world, your taste buds are wacky, you are smelling things differently, things feel differently than they look. Imagine this feeling… write a poem about it. Have fun!!!

Prompt 29 was NONE. My poems are thus:

Poem Starter 1429
By Christopher J. Jarmick

The sound of nothing
wasn’t heard,
but the meaningless of the moment
mattered.

NONE
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Who knew
the meanings of
the words
no one had spoken
for hundreds of years?

Questioning Nothing
By Christopher J. Jarmick

What does it mean?
How much am I supposed to
watch, absorb, keep track of,
share, use, make sense of?
Having too much
but the same amount of time
means we take more for granted
appreciate less
and forget more.

Silence, like water
doesn’t flow freely
when people are around.

Poem Starter 1501
By Christopher J. Jarmick

The Book of Nothing
contained blank pages.

PROMPT #30 was The End my poems:

Poem Starter 1430
By Christopher J. Jarmick

At both ends
are beginnings.

The End
By Christopher J. Jarmick

After they lived happily ever after,
yesterday,
they saw the pamphlet
that it is near
though not yet here.

Beyond
the no outlet sign
of Dead End Boulevard,
beyond the church
is where I sent
my love.
Some fearless soul
will dare
to find it
there.

End Rhymer
by Christopher J. Jarmick

The fork
ran off with the spoon.
Some picky eaters
starved
by the light of
the moon.

And so
it’s over
you’ll be happy
to know
And a rhyme
concludes it
just in
time.

Nobody knew what time it was
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Since nobody knew what time it was
And everyone was late
from everyplace
they needed to go,
the end of everything
was declared;
but while trying to
officially record it
it had to be called off
since
nobody knew what time it was.

Poem Ender
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Why do you think
it ends?
If no one is around
at the very end,
when does it begin?

And I also wrote this one:

Pop Life Updates Part 64
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Major Tom
the junkie
is in Rehab.

Lionel Richie
fell off the ceiling
–too old to dance there.

Found the recipe
for the cake,
don’t need to
listen to McArthur Park
ever again.

People check out
of Hotel California
all the time,
often move to
Seattle.

Wild thing
didn’t really love
anyone.

Most people in
San Francisco
don’t wear flowers
In their hair.

Nothin’ from Nothin’
is nothin’
but it’s got a beat
and you can dance to it.

Listen,
the Day in the Life
final chord
is still playing.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Poetry is Everything

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Christopher J. Jarmick is a Seattle based writer, very active in the Northwest Poetry Community. His latest book is called IGNITION; Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements & Double Dog Dares. Click on it to find out more about it.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

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NaPoWriMo Day 30 Prompt for Tuesday, April 30, 2013 April 29

April 29, 2013

And what, you ask, does writing teach us?

First and foremost, it reminds us that we are alive and that it is gift and a privilege, not a right. We must earn life once it has been awarded us. Life asks for rewards back because it has favored us with animation.

So while our art cannot, as we wish it could, save us from wars, privation, envy, greed, old age, or death, it can revitalize us amidst it all.–

Ray Bradbury from the Preface to Zen in the Art of Writing (1990)

DAY 30 2013’S NaPoWriMo is almost history. Hopefully some good work has emerged from your hard work. Keep challenging yourself. Keep writing.

PROMPT 30 The End. Write a good ending poem. The last poem in a yet to be published collection of poems by YOU….the last time you write a poem about….. (choose something). Do NOT choose NaPoWriMo (try harder than that).

Prompt 28 was Get it wrong.  Write a poem that embraces or argues a philosophy or belief that is completely different from what you believe or how you see things.  Notice I say embrace and accept this attitude and way of looking at life as if it is truth.  See if you can write it without completely losing your voice as if it is coming from you—not simply by adapting a completely different voice or character.  If you believed these things…how would you write a poem about it?

 

Que Sera
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Money is evil.
Power corrupts.
Life is hard,
rewards come
later.
We are weak
and must be saved.
Only sacrifices, hard work,
and struggle teaches us
what is really important.
Let the rich keep all that they can grab.
Do not tax them.
Do not insist they share with anyone.
Let them take all the money,
all the gold
and lock it up
until there isn’t anymore.
We don’t need it.

Money is evil
Power corrupts.
Punish those who try to make life
too easy for someone else.
Declare all charities illegal.
The weak, the sick must never
be pitied. They are weak and sick
by design. Accept what is
and learn how NOT to think
too much. Thinking creates
fear, hesitation, change, and
disrupts the natural order of
things.

Some are born to be kings,
others to be slaves.
Accept the design of things
And wait for your rewards
To come later.
Be quiet, don’t speak up,
Don’t protest, don’t fight to win.
David threw the rock at Goliath
to make him angry so that his
death would be swift. He did not
realize there was a design laid out for him.
He did not think about how silly it was for
a man of the sheep to throw a rock at a large
warrior. He did not remember to run.
He didn’t know he was destined to be King
And once in power and rich
He would become corrupt, evil
But by design he was saved
so we could see, that we have no control
of fate.
There is no logic.
No fairness.
Justice does not belong to mortals.
Give in.
Give up.
Don’t Think.
It will happen as it is meant to.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Poetry is Everything

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Christopher J. Jarmick is a Seattle based writer, very active in the Northwest Poetry Community. His latest book is called IGNITION; Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements & Double Dog Dares. Click on it to find out more about it.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

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NaPoWriMo Day 29 Prompt for Monday, April 29, 2013 April 28

April 28, 2013

“You’ve got to be smart enough to write and stupid enough to not think about all the things that might go wrong.”Sara Gilbert

“Nobody cares much whether you write or not. You just have to do it.”Natalie Goldberg

Day 29 NaPoWriMo — reactions to the write a poem a day exercise are interesting, varied and fall into a couple of categories. Some people have what they believe are valid excuses for not doing it—others embrace it wholeheartedly. There’s no right of wrong in my opinion. NaPoWrimo is an opportunity.

1. It’s unnatural to write a challenge/prompt poem. It’s forcing a poem when a poem isn’t there. That is not my relation to poetry.

2. It’s meaningless. Making a game of writing a poem cheapens it as an art form. (some feel this way although I certainly don’t believe NaPoWriMo participation is something that anyone should approach as a meaningless game)

3. I write poems with the intention that they will be published. Sometimes I am inspired by something I read and writing prompts but if I don’t ‘feel it’ I won’t write and share something that I don’t believe is good enough to be published. Good poems usually take time and effort, edit and revision to create. I won’t share something I don’t believe is good enough to be published.

4. It teaches good work habits and disciplines and really helps to get you writing more often.

5. It’s good to think of other ways to write, and trying to write some prompt/.challenge poems is a way to ‘think out of your box’, to overcome fears, to be a little looser, freer with how you write.

6. I really like pushing myself to write in a non-competitive way. I dislike the idea that Art is competitive in some way with other artists, but a challenge/prompt taken seriously is a way to push yourself. It’s like a mountain that someone feels the need to climb because it is there and it needs to be done and it’s a personal challenge to climb it. Some may think it foolish but I believe fear of the new, fear of the different, fear of possible failure constricts and restricts us. You need to fail and show others the value in not being afraid to fail or to show your failure. If you don’t fear failure, nothing can stop you from accomplishing more than even you thought possible.

Prompt 29 NONE….
Do I mean there’s no prompt? No I don’t. Do I mean you can write whatever you want? You can always write about anything you want. React. Write about it.

The 27th prompt was about poetry being intimate…and writing a poem about that.

Intimate performance
By Christopher J. Jarmick

No props, no sets, no special effects,
No musical scores, no co-stars
No producer, no director
No editing,
No curtain, no commercials,
No do-overs, no take 2,
No over-dubs,
No special make-up,
Just a poet
and his words,
composed in solitude
vulnerable
Alone, facing an audience
Mostly of strangers
Exposed, risking embarrassment,
failure.
Projecting sounds
that create concepts,
pictures, push buttons
tell secrets, trigger
emotional connections.
A picture will be painted,
a naked truth revealed,
a smile, a tear, a point of view,
letting something private,
intimate
be shared.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Poetry is Everything

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Christopher J. Jarmick is a Seattle based writer, very active in the Northwest Poetry Community. His latest book is called IGNITION; Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements & Double Dog Dares.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

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NaPoWriMo Day 28 Prompt for Sunday, April 28, 2013 April 27

April 27, 2013

“All you umpires, back to the bleachers. Referees, hit the showers. It’s my game. I pitch, I hit, I catch. I run the bases. At sunset, I’ve won or lost. At sunrise, I’m out again, giving it the old try.”
–Ray Bradbury

One of my all-time favorite quotes:
“If we listened to our intellect, we’d never have a love affair. We’d never have a friendship. We’d never go into business, because we’d be cynical. Well, that’s nonsense. You’ve got to jump off cliffs all the time and build your wings on the way down.”
–Ray Bradbury

NaPoWriMo Day 28 awaits.

Prompt 28—Get it wrong. Write a poem that embraces or argues a philosophy or belief that is completely different from what you believe or how you see things. Notice I say embrace and accept this attitude and way of looking at life as if it is truth. See if you can write it without completely losing your voice as if it is coming from you—not simply by adapting a completely different voice or character. If you believed these things…how would you write a poem about it?

Prompt 26 suggested writing a parody… here is mine.

The Hackerfocky
By Christopher J. Jarmick (with apologies to Lewis Carroll)

Twas google and the oldsy yahoo
Did yawn and twitter on the net
All vixens were the babyboos
And our lilt crocks confet

Beware the Hackerfock, my son!
with pics that lie, posts that kill
Beware the cyber bull, Facebook shun
The criminy slackerwill

He took his fermal mouse in hand
Long search for nerdist foe he scoured
Distracted he, by EBAY ads
YouTube Cats devoured

And, in his unprotected viewing
The Hackerfock with tools of shame
Attacked with virus spewing
And IM’d as it came.

The fermal mouse went clickity click
Zero, one, Zero, one, track and track
He quarantined and took its head
message-boarding frack.

And hast thy newbie slain Hackerfock?
Emoticoms, to you dear boy,
Oh yangpo day! Vacroo, Bishay
They gleetexted in their joy

Twas google and the oldsy yahoo
Did yawn and twitter on the net
All vixens were the babyboos
And our lilt crocks confet

(A Parody of Lewis Carroll’s Jabberwocky)

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Poetry is Everything

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Christopher J. Jarmick is a Seattle based writer, very active in the Northwest Poetry Community. His latest book is called IGNITION; Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements & Double Dog Dares. Click on it to find out more about it.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

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NaPoWriMo Day 27 Prompt for Saturday, April 27, 2013 April 26

April 26, 2013

“Successful writers are not the ones who write the best sentences. They are the ones who keep writing. They are the ones who discover what is most important and strangest and most pleasurable in themselves, and keep believing in the value of their work, despite the difficulties.” Bonnie Friedman

“It always comes back to the same necessity:
go deep enough and there is a bedrock of truth, however hard.” May Sarton

“One extends one’s limits only by exceeding them.” — M. Scott Peck

It’s the 27th day of NaPoWriMothe final four. What are you waiting for? Jump in and write some poems.

Prompt 27—I contend poetry is the most intimate of Arts. Often in its themes, voices, subjects and when it is performed for an audience it seeks honesty, it goes deep. Accept this premise and write a poem about the intimacy of poetry.

Prompt 25 suggested writing a poem about Trains.  here is mine:

Trains
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Across the mighty plain
Over majestic mountains
We travel by train
The rich with steamer trunks
The poor in clothes quite plain
We built new towns, carve out brand new lives
Braving cold, snow, and pelting rain
Building prosperous towns
Connecting past and future by train

Prospectors seeking personal gain
Immigrants claiming new land
All travel by train
The daring, the determined
The dreamers, even some who are insane
Building houses, playing cards, buying wives
Mining gold, harvesting grain
Fortunes made, fortunes lost
We come, we go, by train.

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Poetry is Everything

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Christopher J. Jarmick is a Seattle based writer, very active in the Northwest Poetry Community. His latest book is called IGNITION; Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements & Double Dog Dares. Click on it to find out more about it.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

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NaPoWriMo Day 26 Prompt for Friday, April 26, 2013 April 25

April 25, 2013

“Our bodies are garbage heaps: we collect experience, and from the decomposition of the thrown-out eggshells, spinach leaves, coffee grinds, and old steak bones out of our minds, come nitrogen, heat, and very fertile soil. Out of this fertile soil bloom our poems and stories. But this does not come all at once. It takes time. Continue to turn over and over the organic details of your life until some of them fall through the garbage of discursive thoughts to the solid ground of black soil.” — Natalie Goldberg

“And the trouble is, if you don’t risk anything, you risk even more.”
— Erica Jong

“Keep away from people who try to belittle your dreams. Small people always do that, but the really great ones make you feel that you too, can become great.”
– Mark Twain

Prompt 26– Parody! Take a poem you like (perhaps a classic, well known poem) and parody it. Share the original (or link to it if available).

Prompt 24—use a recognizable iconic type image or two in a unique way in a poem. Here’s mine:

Francis of the playground
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Pope Francis
is on the playground
arms straight out
with Hitchcock’s mad crows
perched on nearly available spot.
They are calm.
Purring.
Tippi and the children
Safe.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Poetry is Everything

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Christopher J. Jarmick is a Seattle based writer, very active in the Northwest Poetry Community. His latest book is called IGNITION; Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements & Double Dog Dares. Click on it to find out more about it.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

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NaPoWriMo Day 25 Prompt for Thursday, April 25, 2013 April 24

April 24, 2013

“If you’re going to be a writer, the first essential is just to write. Do not wait for an idea. Start writing something and the ideas will come. You have to turn the faucet on before the water starts to flow.”Louis L’Amour

“Writing energy is like anything else:
The more you put in, the more you get out.”
— Richard Reeves

And on the 25th day of NaPoWriMo they gathered to write about trains. Allll Aboard!!!

Prompt 25— Write a train poem. Focus on trains. At their peak more than 254,000 miles of track connected goods, services and people. Trains made the settling of our country possible. Your poem can be about a train trip, an encounter with a train, the history of trains, the memory of trains—in any form, any style you’d like.

Prompt 23 Make a short conversation– poetic. Create a short conversation and paying attention to meter and/or rhyme make it a poem.

THAT WHICH IS NOT KNOWN
By Christopher J. Jarmick

I suggested you don’t know.
You looked askance.

I smiled
to lessen the blow

You shook your head,
“It is not so.”

“Yes, yes,” I said
You said; “No”

“I can prove
you don’t know,”
I said.

You frowned, pointed;
“Go!”

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013
The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Poetry is Everything

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Christopher J. Jarmick is a Seattle based writer, very active in the Northwest Poetry Community. His latest book is called IGNITION; Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements & Double Dog Dares. Click on it to find out more about it.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

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NaPoWriMo Day 24 Prompt for Wednesday, April 24, 2013 April 23,

April 23, 2013

“Each man has his own way. After all, most writing is done away from the typewriter, away from the desk. I’d say it occurs in the quiet, silent moments, while you’re walking or shaving or playing a game or whatever, or even talking to someone you’re not vitally interested in. You’re working, your mind is working, on this problem in the back of your head … What’s an artist? He’s a man who has antennae, who knows how to hook up to the cosmos; . . . why do ideas, why do great scientific discoveries often occur in different parts of the world at the same time? The same is true of the elements that go to make up a poem or a great novel or any work of art. They are already in the air, they have not been given voice, that’s all. They need the man, the interpreter, to bring them forth.”
— Henry Miller

Day 23 of NaPoWriMo. A week left. Well if you remember the Beatles’ song: ‘eight days a week’. 8 to go. Time to write a poem-a-day.

Prompt 23—Images. There are thousands of instant recognizable images from advertising, videos, movies, art works, news programs that are instantly recognizable. Use one or more of these in a unique way in an original poem.

Prompt 22 –suggested using obscure or original Acronyms in a Poem. Here is mine:

SuJo
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Superfast Jones S.O.V
learned his abilities
at the School Of Velocity,
took a secret identity training workshop
At S.I.T.
Went to a C.A.D. weekend
to learn about costumes and disguises
Has a B.A.D. at S.H.E. to monitor F.I.R. P.I.T.S.
(a.k.a. Bad Ass Detector at his Secret Hideout Enclave to
keep track of Felons in Rehab and Psychopaths In Training Students).
Every third Tuesday he attends D.O.G. meetings
to fight his Delusions of Grandeur addiction.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Poetry is Everything

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Christopher J. Jarmick is a Seattle based writer, very active in the Northwest Poetry Community. His latest book is called IGNITION; Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements & Double Dog Dares. Click on it to find out more about it.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

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NaPoWriMo Day 23 Prompt for Tuesday, April 23, 2013 April 22, 2013

April 22, 2013

“One hasn’t become a writer until one has distilled writing into a habit, and that habit has been forced into an obsession. Writing has to be an obsession. It has to be something as organic, physiological and psychological as speaking or sleeping or eating.”Niyi Osundare

“We are a species that needs and wants to understand who we are.
Sheep lice do not seem to share this longing,
which is one reason why they write so little.”
— Anne Lamott

Tis Day 23 in the land of NaPoWriMo do you know where your inspiration is?   If you aren’t sure…take on the prompt/challenge and write like the wind……

 

Prompt 23 Make a short conversation– poetic. Create a short conversation and paying attention to meter and/or rhyme make it a poem.

Prompt 21 suggested writing a poem about a place you’ve never been.

La Seu, Barcelona
By Christopher J. Jarmick

The gothic spires of La Seu Cathedral
poke at the sky
on the the site of ancient Roman
cathedral built in 343 AD.
construction began in the 13 Century.

In the courtyard
behind black iron grills
orange, medlar and palm trees
a moss covered central pond,
a fountain and a gaggle
of 13 white geese
representing each year in the
short life of martyr Santa Eulalia
the 13 year old virgin tortured and
burned at the stake by a 4th Century
Roman governor for refusing to
denounce her Christianity.
Nearly immortal now in this
Architectural wonder.
Her image a statue on one
of the towers above.

Inside the massive curved
Archways, corrugated stone
columns , 28 side chapels including
Cappella de Sant Benet, where behind
its alter is the 15th century crucifixation
depicted by Bernat Martorell.

This elevated temple is the soul of
Barcelona surrounded by narrow
Alleys and buildings dating back to
time of Roman occupation.
the echo or footsteps, visitor’s voices,
cameras, cellphones attempting to
capture little pieces of this massive
work of breathtaking art, dwarfing
all who enter here.

Symbol after symbol,
The statues, stained glass,
domes, columns, smells, sounds…
Its 600 years of construction
overwhelms.

Metal walkways on its rooftop
for tourists in groups on their way
to visit other sites, sip wine,
taste tapas, visit the market with
displays of brightly colored fruit
stacked 15 feet high.
This ancient place
haunts.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Poetry is Everything

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Christopher J. Jarmick is a Seattle based writer, very active in the Northwest Poetry Community. His latest book is called IGNITION; Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements & Double Dog Dares. Click on it to find out more about it.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

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NaPoWriMo Day 22 Prompt for Monday, April 22, 2013 April 21, 2013

April 21, 2013

I, not events, have the power to make me happy or unhappy today. I can choose which it shall be. Yesterday is dead, tomorrow hasn’t arrived yet. I have just one day, today, and I’m going to be happy in it.
–Groucho Marx

I’m leaving because the weather is too good. I hate London when it’s not raining.
–Groucho Marx

Day 22 of NaPoWriMo. Write something. If you aren’t sure what to write or want a challenge use the prompt.

Prompt 22 –Acronyms are everywhere, they are commonly used in texting (LOL), they are used in the work-place. Some are very specialized, some are common. Choose an acronym (real or imagined) and re-define it. In your poem reveal what it stands for. You can go to the website Acronym Attic and find many you may have never heard of before. Use a really obscure one or make up what it means and explain it in a poem.

Prompt 20: asked you to use a random though and start your poem from there. Keep it authentic.

Not a Neil Young Poem
By Christopher J. Jarmick

Why did I suddenly become very interested in Neil Young?
Surprising since although I like several of his songs
his whining voice irritates me more than Dylan or Cohen.
After 4 or 5 of his songs I become impatient and start tuning out
his voice, his words and must take a break.
I read and enjoyed his rambling but interesting autobiography,
watched several of his quirky movies and the three concert films
Directed by Jonathan Demme (Heart of Gold is a real gem).
I borrowed a half-dozen of his albums from the library as well
in the last few months.
He has written good songs
He has written bad songs
I believe him.
He is authentic
Has integrity
And has been on an interesting artistic journey for 6 decades.

Perhaps I was ready to listen to some of the things he has said
and understand them better than I have when I’ve heard
similar things from others.
People around me have quoted his songs
more than usual.
Why him?
Why now?
You can’t keep doubting what you are doing,
worry about what others think
or let failure ever stop your efforts.
Never be afraid to fail.
It is good to fail.
Good to fall and pick yourself
back up and continue forward
Learning how to never fear failure again.
makes you a stronger
invincible warrior artist.
Try new things, trust that your artistic instincts
are most important of all and if you believe in what you are doing
at least in the moment, that is all that matters.
If compromise feels wrong,
don’t compromise
–not even for money.
–not even for a lot of money.
Sell yourself, but don’t sell out.
When you are no longer afraid to fail
you will remember you are capable of impossible things.
If you don’t go for it, you will always wonder
what might have been.
Regret never sleeps.
I’m not quoting Neil Young directly but
he has said similar things.
He drives his old cars down less travelled roads
so he can hear the music
missed by most.
I may never be a fanatical Neil Young fan,
But he’s won me over.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013

The root of the word Poetry is from the Greek ποιέω (poieō), “‘I
make’”). , poiesis, meaning a “making” or ‘creation’

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Poetry is Everything

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Christopher J. Jarmick is a Seattle based writer, very active in the Northwest Poetry Community. His latest book is called IGNITION; Poem Starters, Septolets, Statements & Double Dog Dares. Click on it to find out more about it.

Copyright© Christopher J. Jarmick 2013