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“BUTTERFLIES OF NEW BEGINNINGS”
A poem for my friend Natacha, who gave me this prompt: “the butterflies of new beginnings”
Los Angeles Makerspaces…and Conductak
Most of the people I typed for at last year’s Artisanal LA event have blurred together in memory. Even still, there is one fellow I have no intention of ever forgetting. He came over with a friend. She wandered off to take pictures as he and I began to talk. At first, we did the basic Typewriter Poetry dance. He asked about the project, I answered with my usual bases covered. Soon, something shifted. He sat down on the floor. I halted my work on another person’s poem. We dove into our hitchhiking and traveling stories; afterward, he shared his love of robotics and electronics with me.
Typewriter Poem: “With Ink”
Found out my friend Ryan passed away last year. We met at the Canoga Park Art Walk a few years back…I typed him a poem, he showed me his drawings. Young guy. Potential. We stayed in touch, hanging out and talking, reflecting. The last time we talked, he told me he was focusing on recovery.
Fireflies, Home-Cooked Meals, Mathematics, & Mona
Sometimes all it takes is connecting with the right person to help you chart a course away from negativity and alienation. It wasn’t until Mona heard the dings and clacks of my typewriter that my outlook was, thankfully, altered.
me & thelittleblackcoffeecup
Last week, I got a chance to meet up with Ashley (creator of The Little Black Coffee Cup). We only knew each other through Twitter, thanks to our mutual philosophy–“substance over stuff,” as she aptly says. We connected over delicious gourmet coffee, then explored the artsy streets of Culver City.
“Dishwear”
Rain falling on chicken wire covered trees reminds me of Christmas lights strung along each branch on the boulevard.
The Happy Poem
Last week at the Canoga Park Art Walk, I had the pleasure of meeting Julie. She’s the type of person who puts out an energetic vibe, and so I was very happy to write a poem for her based on the prompt “happiness.”
Happy “Poem In Your Pocket” Day!
One of my favorite days of the year…and so close to my birthday! Which poem is in your pocket today? Feel free to snap a picture and share it.
“Flaws”
Another orphaned poem. I’m not quite sure what the prompt was, but this one–though ‘unfinished’–feels like a completed poem to me.
“Have You Ever Considered Suicide?”
Originally Posted: October 19th, 2011Updated: January 4th, 2020prompt: “Suicide.” This prompt has been in my queue for quite some time. The poem didn’t come to me until a few weeks ago, when I was asked by an extremely apathetic and disengaging medical “professional” whether or not I had ever considered suicide. I think she just …
“INVISIBLE STAINS”
Originally Posted: October 10th, 2011Updated: January 4th, 2020prompt: “Chocolate Milk :0)” It’s kind of funny that this one is a little sad, seeing as the prompt was from my childhood best friend…a friendship I have happy memories of
