Inappropriately Dressed & Other Poetry by Lynn White

Carpe Diem Series

Lynn White’s elegant poetry today reminds us to boldly be ourselves! Her work inspires that while the world challenges us, we can challenge the world right back.

My Favorite Line: ” Sometimes
you just
have to don
your dark glasses
and stride out to the sun,
regardless of snow, or clouds, or clothes. “


Inappropriately Dressed

I wasn’t dressed for snow,
or clouds,
or wind,
or for walking at all,
if I were honest.
But sometimes
you just have to give it a go
and trudge through the clouds,
kick up the snow in passing,
challenge the wind
with the size
of your hat.
It wouldn’t dare to blow
it away, would it?
Sometimes
you just
have to don
your dark glasses
and stride out to the sun,
regardless of snow, or clouds, or clothes.
Sometimes
you just have to go.

First published in Visual Verse, February 2018


Leaving Home

The van departed
fully loaded,
I stood there
empty handed
and took a last look round
the house
where I’d once been happy.
I felt empty now,
like the house,
empty rooms
and faded dreams.
I was on my own now,
going solo.
I walked briskly away.
I didn’t look back.


I Was Not Like Her

I was not like her,
the girl in the picture
looking out
scowling
defiant
rebellious.
No I was not like her
not me
not then.

I wore the gloves in summer
that my mother bought me
the classic cut clothes
that she had always
wanted to wear
even allowed my hair to curl
as it wanted to
as she wanted it to.
No I was not like her,
the one in the picture
not then.

But when I broke free
made myself up
wore minis
or long skirts
controlled my curls
with an iron in hand
yes
I think
I became her
then.

First published in Visual Verse, January 2020


Artist:

Lynn White lives in north Wales. Her work is influenced by issues of social justice and events, places and people she has known or imagined. She is especially interested in exploring the boundaries of dream, fantasy and reality. She was shortlisted in the Theatre Cloud ‘War Poetry for Today’ competition and has been nominated for a Pushcart Prize and a Rhysling Award. Her poetry has appeared in many publications including: Apogee, Firewords, Capsule Stories, Light Journal and So It Goes.

Follow:

Find Lynn at: 

https://lynnwhitepoetry.blogspot.com 

and 

https://www.facebook.com/Lynn-White-Poetry-1603675983213077/

Carpe Diem: Days are Flowers by Amrita Valan

Carpe Diem Series

Enjoy the sweet and soothing sensation of reading the work of Amrita Valan! Her poetry sinks in to fill the heart with absolute loveliness.

My Favorite Line:

“A day is a sweet flower on the tree of life
‘Live like a flower’ the day replies.”


Carpe Diem:

Days are Flowers

My heart beats are numbered
And so is, each day of my life
Flow of progress ordained,
In the act of living the moment,
Promises of fruition, speculations rife.

Actionable thoughts, questionable intentions
Prophetic wishes, visionary dreams
But the ends determined only through action.

Each bud births one single day,
Aglow at sunrise, clouds sail away.

A day waves like sweet rose in sunny caress
Revel soft petals! In youth’s redolence.
A day won’t last a week, a month, or year
It fades at sunset, a shredded petal,
A forgotten tear.

A day is lifetime of a single flower.

‘Carpe diem’ whispered the flower
‘Live for this day, this moment, this hour.’
A day is a sweet flower on the tree of life
‘Live like a flower’ the day replies.

Bless this day, this sacred day
It is all we can have and hold
In its loving folds, we grow to know
Vineyards of verdant green and gold.

A day unsheathes, a prayer to find our way
The holiest prayer is to Seize the Day.

©Amrita Valan 2021


Artist:

Amrita Valan is a mother of two boys and a writer based in Bangalore India. She has a
master’s degree in English literature. She has worked in the hospitality industry, BPOs and as
content creator for deductive logic and reasoning in English. Her poems and stories have
been published in several anthologies, online journals and zines such as Café Dissensus, Café
Lit, Spillwords, ImpSpired, Potato Soup Journal, Portland Metro zine, Poetry and Places and Glomag.

The hills that grow with years – by Okpeta, Gideon Iching & Hassan Usman

Carpe Diem Series

Read today the riveting poem by Okpeta, Gideon Iching & Hassan Usman! They weave a tapestry of time, addressing the sorrows and hopes with the days we have and days to come.

My Favorite Line: “But how often do you say to yourself
‘I’m a failure’;how long do you chase
tomorrow’s dreams?― “


The hills that grow with years.

Hills stand tall before your very eyes,
some hills
stare marvelously at your weakness:
They console you with this sympathy;
‘’life isn’t a bed of roses, neither a daffodil‘’,
take heed lest you work like an elephant
but live on like an ant.

Trees whisper to your very ears,
Some trees are
Mute to your weariness:
They silently engulf you with hopes;
“Life is full of ups, and also downs”,
Never leave war for home
When the enemies still breathe on the battlefield.

Miracle hardly happens in Warri,
Life is like this city when hope is drawn
and labor refuses to bear riped fruits for consumption.

Chaos devours the towns in maidugiri:
Life seizes breaths, heaven deafens to the ululations
And fatherland won’t even mother but rather murders.

Though hardship plays a vital role in lives:
You grow strong, strong enough to fight back
Your ordeals;
not with strength but bravery.

Though pangs hit a part of aging:
That you’re roughened, you get tough,
That you’re bruised; you brace up,
That you’re torn; you stitch up to a new dawn.

If you’re born with a silver spoon,
keep it safe; guide it jealously
Lest you lose it to beautiful shadows―
the wind you chase.

And a tale did tell of wind chasers
Encaged in the luxury of time,
Unmindful of a deadly tomorrow that came uninvited;
So if you’ve today, live it worthily.

But how often do you say to yourself
‘I’m a failure’;how long do you chase
tomorrow’s dreams?―
Yesterday has tricked you to believing she’s
blissful from nascence.

A new dawn falls on you as adults:
myriad of responsibilities beset with thorns,
beckon scornfully at your failures;
disgracefull, they demand your commitment.

Let yesterday’s glees alone
lest posterity finds you guilty;
have a taste of today’s bitterness,
‘the hills we climb’ today determine
how undulating tomorrow’s shall become.


Artists:

  • Okpeta, Gideon Iching is a poet, and Essayist.He is a contributing writer for Joshuastruth magazine(JT MAG), and crispng.comHis work has appeared at The lastleavesmagazine, Literary yard journal,Words  and Whispers, Academic of the Heartsand Minds, and else where.At his spare time, he  writes and plays the keyboard.

  • Hassan Usman is a poet, content creator, debater, psychologist and a student of the university of Ilorin, Kwara. He is based in Lagos. When he isn’t writing, he prefers debating and listening to music. He has participated in online poetry contests and has been awarded both local and international certificates.

Serenity – Artwork by Ci Barros

Carpe Diem Series

Starting us out on our Carpe Diem journey, we have Ci Barros! Her unique craft combines illustration, light, water and photography. This piece in particular holds a peaceful elegance. It is gorgeous to look at, and at the same time helps the viewer to focus on the beauty and grace from within.


“Serenity”
This work belongs to the “Elements” Collection (Atelier D’Arte Ci Barros)

Artist Statement:

This Artistic Creation expresses the conscious choice of the “now”, as an expression that contemplates the portion of life itself at a given moment. Contemplates the rational awareness that we have the “now”, as an absolute certainty, with the serenity of that same awareness in that very moment of fullness.


Artist:

Ci Barros 

My artistic journey includes Exhibitions in physical and virtual spaces, national and international participations, two Poetic and Illustrative Books (in my own name), as well as my participation in several Anthologies of poetry at national level, in addition to my participation, equally poetic and illustrative, in the local newspaper. My Artistic Context is based on Social Reflection and on topics connected to the notion of Sustainability, on the Protection of the Rights of Women and the Protection of Children. Likewise, my “Social Project – Ci Barros”, through art and culture, promotes mental health (individual and collective). 

Follow:


https://www.facebook.com/AtelierDArteCB/

https://barrosduarte6.wixsite.com/cibarros

Carpe Diem Series

Welcome, Ponderbots, to a new season and a new series!

I’ve been feeling lots of hopeful energy and vibrancy from the world recently. This itching to claim life and see the magic it holds for us. We are here. We are alive. There is a time to fight for survival, and then there is a time to fight for wonderment. Today feels like a good day to let the act of feeling emotion, any emotion, remind us of the beauty of our existence.

What better way to do this than to dig into some art! This series will be here throughout the next couple months to inspire life into your world and to honor some incredible artists who embrace the days with creativity.

Carpe Diem, Ponderbots!

-Mia Savant

Frigid Water & Other Poetry by L.B. Sedlacek

Online Open Mic -2021

We have come to the end of the month and the end of our series. To close out the end of this year’s first Online Open Mic, we have the enjoyable poetry of L.B. Sedlacek! Her work is full of engaging and thoughtful weaving of words.

My Favorite Line: “Imagine that lobster enjoying a three course dinner on the ocean floor (or maybe a last meal)”


Frigid Water

(1)  Don’t attempt to swim.

Holed up in a basement with physics

students transmitting data using

a telegraph’s electronic circuits.

(2)  If you have a life vest, put it on.

December 15, 1955 – some say it

was the first time a computer

remotely transmitted data.

(3)  Pull yourself tight into a ball to

retain body heat.

A 33 year old telegrapher for the

Canadian National Railway took a leap

into modern day computer networking.

(4)  If you don’t have a life vest, grab

anything that floats.

This data exchange saved months

of calculations all with the push of 

a button.

(5)  If someone else is with you,

huddle together for warmth.

A small first step to get computers 

to operate together.

(6) If you don’t have a floatation device,

float on your back or tread water

very slowly.

With only a half megabyte of memory

it solved engineering problems.

(7) When rescued, check for signs of

hypothermia.

Natural computer calculations.

Signs of severe body heat loss are

slurred speech and no shivering.

Slowly re-warm your body.



Footle

We talk

act foolishly

as if

nothing’s wrong

as if

wires, plugs

are normal

connected to

the body

to keep

it breathing

lissome, fair

even as

the organs

shut down.


Gastrine Mill

Lobsters have teeth in their stomachs

for chewing their food

(even at their last meal)

a fact about as strange

as coffee on ceiling tiles

or houses sitting on triangle lots

or detached mothers watching their

kids play at the park.

Imagine that lobster enjoying a

three course dinner

on the ocean floor

(or maybe a last meal)

swimming around in a giant fish tank

without a way to escape

a fact about as real

as the sandwich generation

a fatal diagnosis

a missing person found alive.

It’s always better to chew food

thoroughly ‘cause you don’t know

when you will eat again,

(the last meal).


Artist:

L.B. Sedlacek has had poetry and fiction appear in different journals and zines.  Her first short story collection came out on Leap Day 2020 entitled “Four Thieves of Vinegar” published by Alien Buddha Press.  Her latest poetry books are “The Poet Next Door” (Cyberwit), “The Adventures of Stick People on Cars” (Alien Buddha Press), “The Architect of French Fries” (Presa Press) and “Words and Bones” (Finishing Line Press.)  She is a former Poetry Editor for “ESC! Magazine” and co-hosted the podcast “Coffee House to Go.” LB also enjoys swimming, reading, and playing ukulele. 

Follow:

lbsedlacek@charter.net

lbsedlacek@gmail.com http://www.lbsedlacek.com https://www.amazon.com/author/lbsedlacek

Twitter: @lbsedlacek

Instagram: @poetryinla

Facebook: @lbsedlacekpoet

LB’s latest poetry books are: “Happy Little Clouds” (Guerrilla Genesis Press), “The Poet Next Door” (Cyberwit), “The Architect of French Fries” (Presa Press), and “Words and Bones” (Finishing Line Press). Her first short story collection, “Four Thieves of Vinegar & Other Short Stories” came out on Leap Day 2020 from Alien Buddha Press.

Southern California Poetry Scene – Drawings by Danielle Mitchell

Online Open Mic – 2021

Artists inspired by artists! I am in love with these electronic drawings by Danielle Mitchell! She celebrates the work of poets in Southern California by using her artistic skills to capture the beauty of the poets themselves. You can feel the love jumping off the page in each and every piece and capturing the essence of these wonderful people.


Bridgette Bianca
Erin Elizabeth Smith
Joy Harjo
Mahsa Hasseini

Marcus Omari

Micah Bournes
Philosophy and Fly but Shyy
Sara Borjas
Sharon Olds
Sheila J Shadr
Shira Erlichman
Terrance Hayes

Artist:

Danielle Mitchell is a feminist, writer, and cake enthusiast. Her first chapbook, Makes the Daughter-in-Law Cry won the Clockwise Chapbook Prize (Tebot Bach, 2017). Danielle has also been awarded the Editor’s Prize from Mary and the Editor’s Choice Award from The Mas Tequila Review. Her poems have appeared in journals such as Vinyl, Hayden’s Ferry Review, apt, Eleven Eleven, Animal, and Nailed Magazine. Her essays, including writings on craft have appeared in the Malahat Review, DIY MFA, and with Women Who Submit. Danielle is an alumni of the Community of Writers and director of The Poetry Lab in Southern California.

Follow:


Website: poetryofdanielle.com

Instagram: @imaginarydani

Flown Shine & Other Poetry by Hiram Larew

Online Open Mic – 2021

Skip into this week with some delectable poetry by Hiram Larew! His soothing style will surely be a refreshing treat for your spirit.

My Favorite Line: “Angels at once glow inside this as harked and before or around what silence sings of all here gone
on shoulders that bring of ever will be”


Flown Shine

Angels be gown of these trumpets
Sliver of wings such hush hover
and backlit surrounding
or flown shine
Angels at once glow inside this
as harked and before or around
What silence sings of all here gone
on shoulders that bring of ever will be
Their sighs or divine
Their notes feather the lifting


Quiets Come

(This poem first appeared in Fine Lines.)

All is up
yes
all is sky
All is wings and tops and rise
All is up those branches hum
and whistles high
how quiets come

Or beams of clouds this world of still
that flies towards yes
and shall —
above what will and all
Where most of more
calls glowing


Roof

Who crowed me
Who put this rain shower on
and ran my gutters
Who did the sun go back and forth
and move me clouds
Who slanted me up here off down top
And who oh who climbed the reach
rose blooms to vine me


Gift of Guess

How fog comes towards
a newness in our older days
a blue inside of gray
or spidered doors
And leaves
leave such sounds as true
as browns beneath
or stones their damp
or lamps switched on

Then what dusk does as well
Its onion skins
or tree-root steam
or crinkled light
that makes all crows
their evenings

Or how musty years
in grapes that hang
or wasps or carried pails
And fielded ways
come in between —
This gift of guess
on shelves of webs
in jars of nails


Artist:

Hiram Larew

Larew’s poems have appeared recently in Poetry South, Honest Ulsterman, Contemporary American Voices and Best Poetry Online.  His Poetry X Hunger initiative is bringing poets from around the world to the anti-hunger cause (www.PoetryXHunger.com)

Butterfly- a beautiful transformation – Artwork by Shreyasee Konar

Online Open Mic – 2021

This piece of art by Shreyasee Konar holds the weight of so many emotions. The concept of taking pain and transforming it into something beautiful is one of my personal favorites. Her use of colors and the side by side view truly captures this concept in a deep and meaningful way.


Artist Statement:

Butterfly- a beautiful transformation Pain transforms us, gives us a new perspective, and if channelised correctly makes us more beautiful


Artist:

Shreyasee Konar

Follow:

facebook: facebook.com/shreyaseekonar3
instagram: instagram.com/shreyaseekonar
website: http://www.shreyaseekonar.com
behance: behance.com/shreyaseekonar
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Masks by Leonardo Ibáñez

Online Open Mic – 2021

Come check out these exceptional pieces of art by Leonardo Ibáñez! He eloquently writes about the pandemic and where to put our focus as artists through it all. Let his work inspire you in your own craft.





Artist Statement:

Where does my art come from?

My intentions when working on the magical thinking of forms in art are those immersed forms that, when worked in the universe of concepts emanating from the different cultures that we find around the world, give us the essence of the heritage and identity of our own to be. Well, I believe that our ancestors encountered the same dilemmas related to existence, where we come from and where we are going and what is our role in the relationship of our contact with nature from inside and outside of it, now from the perspective of creation as a plausible fact in our modern world full of algorithms, which crosses at times full of uncertainties, where nothing has meaning and significance, where despair takes over our horizons.

We have entered a very fragile threshold of the existence of the human being, and therefore we are facing a pandemic that is an invisible and terribly lethal enemy, we as artists must play an important role and face this new reality, transforming it into messages that we will process in our magical relationship between our inner worlds, our collective consciousness and the environment of this pandemic that forces us to transform this terrible reality into something different.

Therefore we must create or recreate the universal language of each of the manifestations of art, with revitalizing images to fill the spirit and thus be able to concatenate the different emotional states that this pandemic has brought us.

We must redouble the fight for a reunion with humanity and the soul of the inhabitants of the planet; we must focus at all times thinking how weak life is. The main objective of art is to find the answer to this scourge that apparently is not willing to leave us alone, so I urge my fellow artists not to fall to their knees.


Artist:

Leonardo Ibáñez

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www.45leo.blogspot.com