Friday, May 8, 2015

Poetry Friday: Scissors!

Happy Poetry Friday! Today I'm going to post the poem that I sent in to Michelle at Today's Little Ditty in response to Nikki Grimes's DMC challenge to write a poem by choosing an object/word and playing with it   - "What it looks like, sounds like, feels like.  What it does, how it's used, etc." Michelle posted my poem a few days ago - you can find it on her blog  via this link. Be sure to check out other people's responses to the challenge - Renee LaTulippe wrote a knock-out poem about a lemon!





Scissors

Scissors is a sharp word,
a thin word, a steel word,
an I-can-hear-it-click word,
a catching-the-light word,
a see-it-flash word, a fast word,
cutting here, clipping there,
a round-metal-eyes word,
a long-pointed-nose word.
It sews as it goes,
and it sings its own name:
Scisssssssssors --snip!
Scisssssssssors --snap!



I also posted today over at Books Around the Table - a few thoughts about the joys and terrors of motherhood. You can read that post by clicking here

Michelle at Today's Little Ditty is hosting the Poetry Friday roundup today - head over there to see what other people have posted.



Friday, April 24, 2015

Poetry Friday: Why Pi Really Matters




[Gosh, it's been a month since my last post at The Drift Record. How is that possible? Well, I've been blogging over at Books Around the Table. And I've been writing Undersung essays over at Numero Cinq. And we've had the floors refinished at home. And it's been my husband's birthday, and my sister's birthday, and Easter - busy family times. And we've driven down to see our daughter and her family in Eugene. And I've had a book discussion group meeting - had to finish a long book for that. And I've been trying to read all the New Yorkers that are piling up. And I've been writing a poem each day for my writing group - mostly bad poems, but at least spontaneous. And I've been to the dentist three times. And to the doctor's office once: shingle vaccine, tetanus vaccine, pneumonia vaccine. And the optician once. And the audiologist once. And I had one all-day author visit to the school where my son's girlfriend teaches. And I've been binge-watching Bloodlines and The Americans. And and and.]

There's really no excuse, is there? So here is one of my April poem-a-day results. It was inspired by an article in The New Yorker titled "Why Pi Matters." It's always fun, for a change of pace, to pair up formal elements with unbridled goofiness.

A Piece of Pi

Well, first of all, it's sweet.
Especially love those neat
little designs on the crust.
Second, you can trust
it to be good a la mode
or with whipped cream, loads
of either. Third, the hot fruit:

apple, cherry, peach. Fourth: try root
vegetables, parsnips in a chicken pot
or sweet potatoes, pumpkinish, not
potato-y. Fifth, eat a piece right now,

or 3.1459265358 pieces, though how
to decide when to stop is hard. Very
hard. Especially with wild huckleberry.


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The Poetry Friday round-up today is being hosted by the marvelous, the fabulous, the ubiquitous Renee LaTulippe over at No Water River. Head over there to see what other people have posted. 

Friday, March 20, 2015

Poetry Friday: Sky-Day!



Apparently we have three big events in the sky today: a solar eclipse (not visible from the USA, but in many other places around the world) and a supermoon (but since it's a new moon, not really visible except for the shadow it casts during the eclipse) and the spring equinox, in honor of which I'm offering up this little ditty. It might serve as a kind of spell (close your eyes, say it three times, and the iambs will just pour out...?) 

It's spring! 
So bring
on the lambs 
and the iambs. 
***

That's it. Short and to the point. Happy Spring! 


The Poetry Friday round-up is being hosted by Catherine over at Reading to the Core. Head over there to see what other people have posted.

Friday, March 13, 2015

Poetry Friday: Ranga Tanga Ring Ting Tong!

Jon Hamm as Don Draper

In honor of the final season of Mad Men starting in just a few weeks, I went over to YouTube to find some of the great hits of the Mad-Men era. Music has played an important part in building the mood on Mad Men - click here for the impressive play list for Seasons 1-7. 

Guess what I discovered while browsing around? Today is singer-songwriter Neil Sedaka's birthday!!! Yes, he of "Stupid Cupid" (1958), "Where the Boys Are" (1960), "Happy Birthday, Sweet Sixteen" (1961) and "Breaking Up is Hard to Do" (1962), was born March 13, 1939. Happy Birthday, Mr. Sedaka!

Neil Sedaka as Neil Sedaka

Here's a video of Neil Sedaka singing "Calendar Girl" (1960.) Hang on to your hats - the video is a doozy.



What can I say? Times were strange (as Don Draper knows....)

Now, someone tell me please why I can remember all the lyrics (every word) to "Calendar Girl" (1960) when I can't even remember where I left my car keys this morning. It has something to do with areas of the brain and where musical memory is stored, but sometimes I scare myself with how many songs of the 60's I can still sing from beginning to end.

Since it's Poetry Friday, I'm going to share the lyrics for one of Sedaka's songs. A true classic.

I Go Ape

The moon is bright above
Oh, what a night for love
And as I hold you near
I whisper in your ear:


I go ape every time I see you smile
I'm a ding dong gorilla and I'll carry you cave man style
I'm gonna bump you on the head and love you all the while
Well, I'm a monkey's uncle who's a cousin to a chimpanzee
Like I was reelin' and a rockin' and a swingin' from a coconut tree
Oh, honey can't you see you bring out the monkey business in me
Ranga tanga ring ting tong, I'm related to old King Kong
Honey won't you say you're mine
With a honky tonky monkey shine
When you hold my hand I'm a pre-historic man, I go ape!
Like a barrel on monkeys on an abadaba honeymoon
I go squealin' and a screechin' and a howlin' like a big baboon
Well baby
Well, baby, I'll explode if you don't come and kiss me soon
Yeah!
Whoa!
Oh, well, honey, you know that I'm gonna be true to you
I'll keep you in bananas and bring you coconuts, too
And we'll settle down in the nearest county zoo
Whoa
Ranga tanga ring ting tong
I'm related to old King Kong
Whoo
Honey, won't you say you're mine?
With a honky tonky monkey shine
When you hold my hand I'm a pre-historic man.
I go ape! 

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P.S. March 13th is also the anniversary of the release of Lady Madonna by the Beatles -  March 13th, 1968. Here's a link to the lyrics for that song. Songs changed a bit from 1960 to 1968, yes? Of course, so did the world.
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The Poetry Friday round-up is hosted today by Laura over at Author Amok. Head over there to see what other people have posted. 

 





Friday, February 27, 2015

Poetry Friday: Poems on the Buses

Home in 1952...with my sister (on left) and brother (behind me.)

Seattle Metro has a Poetry on the Buses program, bringing short poems to all their riders and trip planners/website readers. The theme this year is "Home," and here is a poem of mine (with slight revisions) that appeared Wednesday on their site. 

HOME

A yard gnome in December snow.
Against the fence, an August rose.
A screen door banging open, shut.
A summer purr, a winter mutt.
A mailbox waiting all year long.
A postcard whistle, letter song.

Click here to see the version of the poem which was posted on Seattle Metro's Poetry on the Buses website. And here's wishing you a beautiful spring -- March is just two days away!!
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Poetry Friday's round-up is being hosted today by Heidi at My Juicy Little Universe. Head over there to see what other people have posted (and to see Heidi's CHallenge for the month of MarCH!)