Poems Of Power – A Poetry Link-Up

Last Monday I threw out the idea for a weekly poetry link-up where you write a poem based on a line from another blogger’s work. I can’t speak for everyone, but I often find inspiration in some of the fantastic pieces here on WordPress and I know we have all probably had that moment where you read something and find yourself thinking ‘I really wish I was the one who’d written that.’

So once again I’m inviting you to go onto your reader, hunt through the poetry tag, and find a line that sparks inspiration in you. Make sure to credit the original writer in your post and revel in the wonder that is the fantastic mass of poetry at our fingertips.

For me this week, it’s the following line that’s caught my eye.

Viaducts were built by the conquerors

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Please make sure to check out the poem it came from in full, it’s a fantastic piece that I fell in love with immediately. The poem just seems to simmer with power when you read it.

If you want to join in then the linky-took is below the quote. Have fun writing.


 

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Stones Throw

The farmers came with calloused hands in need of stone,

to build their boundaries and their hearth walls

among the lands that lost the names we’d forged,

regardless of the laws we’d written,

the last of which were echos in the marsh reeds

our ghosts waving at the workers about their tasks,

backs bent beneath another master lash.

And all in all the stones were taken,

chipped, chiseled, smashed and broken,

and we lay quiet in the waters of the empty marshes

so far from the glories we had dreamed to see,

so distant from the homes we’d wish to see

when reality caught up upon our dreams like grey mist

and it all burnt away on a sunrise

without even a stone to mark where we had been.

 

If We Were Having Coffee

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Yes, yes, yes, I’m aware that I’m a little late to the party this week and the teapot has gone stone cold and the coffee now has that weird film across it from sitting out all night. Apologies. Saturday sort of got away from me a little bit, but I’m here now.

So, if we were having coffee I’d be telling you that all in all this week has been pretty productive. Granted, my daily poetry guest post didn’t go as well as I hoped it would but we did get some fantastic posts from bloggers and the month isn’t over just yet. I’m also a little disappointed that I haven’t managed to get any more writing done on my novel. I’ve been keeping up with NaPoWriMo and writing at least one poem a day but when it comes to actual fiction I’ve found myself out of time in the day.

Instead of writing I’ve spent my week focusing on my AAT Level Two Accounting Technicians Course. I managed to get through a lesson a night Monday through to Thursday and module two has now been completed. This just leaves module three to complete and then I’ll be able to sit my first exam. This is why I feel my week has been productive, even though I haven’t managed to get much in the way of writing done.

This weekend was meant to be all about writing. It hasn’t quite worked out that way as Saturday was mostly spent doing housework and then going to a house viewing before having dinner out with my parents. Two glasses of wine in and once I got home the only thing I wanted to do was sleep. So that was Saturday evening gone as well.

I woke up feeling a little annoyed that I hadn’t managed to get much work done the previous day but seeing as I got through a lot in the week I’m going to cut myself some slack. The house is tidy, the laundry has all been done and I’ve got a lot of studying out of the way. I did deserve some down time so having a bit of a lazy Saturday is perfectly acceptable and I’ve still got most of Sunday to pull some productivity out of the hat.

Yesterday was a pretty cool day despite my laziness. It was 400 years since the death of Shakespeare. The NaPoWriMo prompt corresponded pretty awesomely with this in challenging participants to write a sonnet for the day. Here’s mine. As well as being Shakespeare’s death day it was also World Book Night. Unfortunately I didn’t do any reading last night which I feel a little bad about because I had been keeping an eye out for World Book Night but there’s always next year.

Talking of NaPoWriMo, there are only six days left until the end of April and the end of this wonderful event. Part of me is quite looking forward to not having to write a poem-a-day any more but I’m really proud of the stuff I’ve managed to produce this year. I’ve met some fantastic people through poetry and it’s  topic I feel passionately about so April has been a great month in my opinion.

Anyway, enough about me. How are you guys? Has it been a productive week where you are?

Past The Aftermath

When I yanked, twisted,

you came loose.

Fallen, you held up your arms

and wined like a child

looking for their mother.

I remember staring at you,

head titled and cheeks still damp.

I remember looking at you

and wondering

where I’d found beauty.

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Happy Monday readers! Tell me, could you write a piece in just 44 words? Why not give it a go with the rest of the lovelies at dVerse Poets Pub. Today’s theme is twist, so let’s twist and shake off any residual Monday blues.

I’ve decided that this week is going to be super productive. I’ve done some studying tonight, I’ve worked on some poetry and I’ve still got a couple of hours before bed. That means I’ve hopefully got time to read some of the other Quadrilles over at dVerse, work on a poem for my work’s newsletter and get something down for NaPoWriMo Day Eighteen’s prompt ‘sounds from your childhood’.

We’re off to a good start to the week.