What resonates with you?
The people behind the scenes never seem to get enough credit. Thanks to my people.
Thanks- Looking back I see so many times you were close, cheering my success. Hoping all the best for me. Without thought of your benefit. ©2021 Tim Geoghegan - All rights reserved.
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Today is a seven line poem, with seven words per line and not more than seven letters per word. It’s day seven after all…
Here ya go:
Morning ritual When the sun rises in the east And cotton candy clouds line the horizon The music thrums softly in my ears Masking the sound of the rough road Warm coffee keeps me moving toward work Where constant email and phone calls await And I just want to keep driving. ©2021 Tim Geoghegan - All rights reserved.
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Can I just tell you that today was a crapper. There was very little good that came out of today. I have been distracted by things I can’t even believe. Poetry has taken a back seat and in the time I did have I only came up with a single stanza. A beginning, perhaps? Maybe a middle? Or and ending… nah… it’s not an ending. Maybe I’ll share with you the development of the idea in fits and starts. It’s my blog and my poetry after all… this is how it happens… in a messy sort of disorganized fashion.
I was tempted to share a poem I wrote in 2016, but it goes against the spirit of the challenge. I meant this to be for poetry I would write each day, or in this case… a poem type thing. So here ya go:
Untitled In the moments before bed With a single light above My thoughts turn to the past And to mysteries left unsolved. ©2021 Tim Geoghegan
I suppose if you wanted to write a stanza of your own to go with this… I wouldn’t object.
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Yep. This poem tells a story in 4 seconds. You may have to fill in a few blanks.
Meeting face to face. A wink. A blink. A kiss. A slap…
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Ugh. Some days it’s hard to get anything done… today was one of those days. I chose to do a nonet which is a poem that begins with a 9 syllable line and each proceeding line has one less syllable until the 9th line which is one syllable. It seems like it should be easy, right?
Not so much. For today:
Untitled Nonet He saw his future there in her eyes clear skies and sunny afternoons walking along mountain trails dancing in the starlight always arm in arm until the day she left him alone done. ©2021 Tim Geoghegan
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Coffee shops are fun places to gather material for journaling and maybe even crafting into poetic vignettes… glimpses into the lives the of people around us.
The Imayo form is a 4-line Japanese form that has 12 syllables in each line. The twelve syllables are broken up with a purposeful caesura (break) between the first 7 syllables and the last 5 in each line. 7/5 syllable counts are unique to many notable Japanese forms suck as the Haiku and the Tanka.
I like how the poem can sometimes break down into two separate stories, but together tell a more poignant story and perhaps better developed overall narrative.
This poem is a product of sitting in coffee shops and taking notes. I pulled a moment out of the pages of my recollection and tinkered it into this Imayo. Enjoy.
Could be it's goodbye...
The coffee has gotten cold - he takes another sip.
A bell rings over the door - patrons come and go.
Her napkin is still right there - ruffled by the breeze.
The empty chair speaks loudly - tears roll down his cheeks.
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To be certain, this poem could benefit from time and some workshopping, but the challenge is about what I can get done today. It is what it is, for now. See ya again tomorrow.
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Sometimes you find yourself at the bar being chatted up by some lonely person and you consider why you stayed to chat other than they were buying rounds.
The Gogyohka is a poem that is comprised of five lines with one phrase per line. What makes a phrase a phase, you ask? Well, ask yourself, does it stand by itself? If so, let’s just say it’s a phrase.
Today’s poem:
Closing time? I slowly drink The beers he buys watching the clock wondering how much longer I have to stay and smile. ©2021 Tim Geoghegan
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Well, here we are again. December 1, 2021 and I’m casting off into the deep, dark waters of creation and experimentation with words and poetic forms. Welcome to the December Dailies. If this is the first time you’ve been to OneSureChord.com, you will find that it features poems written as part of a challenge to myself to “write and publish a poem a day during the month of December”.
Typically I choose a poetic form and mess around with that form until I have something that is poem-like. Please understand, with very few exceptions, the poems and posts you see here each day will be given roughly an hour of time from their inception to their publication. They will not be perfect, far from it in fact. This is an exercise in action and movement. The goal is simply getting something written down and shared each day. I invite your comments if they are kind and/or constructive. If you are just gonna be a jerk, get your own blog and be a jerk there.
Something I’d like to spend some time on this year is being mindful of my process and what might come up for me as I do these exercises. I hope you will allow me to reflect and share some thoughts in addition to my poems. Perhaps as part of being the audience you could share with me things that occur to you as you read and consider the exercises. I would enjoy hearing from you.
For today, I chose the “Dansa” form which is essentially an opening quintain (5-line stanza) followed by two or more quatrains (4-line stanzas). The opening line of the first stanza is also the final line (refrain) of every following stanza, including the first stanza. The rhyme scheme of the opening stanza is AbbaA and the rhyme scheme in all the other stanzas is bbaA. Note that the capital A indicates the refrain of the first line. I think you’ll see it clearly as you read the poem for today.
I think people tend to assume I am writing my poems about specific people and sometimes that is the case. Let’s just say, don’t assume too much. Enjoy! If you can see yourself or someone else in these pieces… That’s perfect.
The poem for today:
Photos from a box. There’s something in that smile- calming and fine, subtly divine, all part of her style- there’s something in that smile. The curve and the line, flirtations design, reflecting her wiles- there’s something in that smile. Forever enshrined in the back of my mind, she continually beguiles… there’s something in that smile. ©2021 Tim Geoghegan
Ever see a photo of a friend or loved one and think, “Man! What a great smile!” I see photos all the time like that. There isn’t one particular photo that inspired this poem, but I imagine we all have a favorite photo of someone that makes us stop and think, “What a great smile.” Yeah, there’s something in that smile indeed.
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Well, it’s funny how things sneak up on us, even more so after a year of what seems to me to be utter craziness. I have been tempted to skip the December Dailies for 2021. This morning I had a change of heart. By skipping the challenge, what am I saying to myself? That I can’t?
No. I think I need to make a run at this. Not making an attempt is a sort of cowardly rolling over, an admission of defeat. It’s not in me to give up without an honest effort.
Writing poems isn’t usually easy and often, it can be painful; but It always teaches me something. That will be the focus for me this year. Being mindful of the poems and what they have to teach me. Whether it’s the form I choose, the process of drafting, or the insights that arise through revision. I hope to identify some new learning or change in my thinking that occurs over the month.
One more day to prepare… Come along, feel free to comment (If you will abide by my comment guidelines), and participate. Write a response and share what you are learning along the way.
In the dark, the sound of fireworks echos through the neighborhood shakes the windows, scares the dog, bothers the cat. This year comes to an end with the same old noises: guns, pots, pans, whistles, boom boxes, car stereos, horns, yells and cheers. In my mind, the sounds are similar, echoing from the past to now, shaking confidence, scaring the heart, bothering the mind. The year comes to an end with the same questions and doubts, fears, rejections, dismissals, cold shoulders, snubs, curses and blames. The sounds are only a distraction, echoing and drawing attention from what is real, and true, and honest. The year comes to an end with new possibilities for joy, peace, health, wealth friendship, education fun, laughter and love. Everything from here is a choice. Nothing is written. It is all possible. You can make it so. Happy New Year...
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