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Friday, December 03, 2010

Enough for Big Tent Poetry

Big Tent Poetry offers a simple prompt this week: write to enough, be it not enough, more than enough, just enough.

Something set me off. Don't remember what it was but as soon as I saw enough, this jumped out, wrote itself and went straight back into hiding. So there. :)

Enough.

it's not what it is
it's not all good
it's broken things blowing

and the tap tap tapping
of a thousand nightjars
pecking life to death

a house of cards
the easiest target
of a wraparound wind

rent by greed and fear
it's like being pecked to death
by a thousand rabid birds

 


                                                                         

Altered Fractal.
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27 comments:

flaubert said...

Susan this is powerful, I love it.
The last is wonderful.
Pamela

Robin said...

Sometimes these poems that come quick are especially powerful. And, oh, yes that last line...a killer.

sandy said...

whoa!
guess I know what you think of this word.
a really good poem, Sue

Victoria said...

Sue, this one does have the power of those that just fly fiercely in. It catches the agony of some moments magnificently. I especially like the house of cards as target rent fragile tent imagery - though it chills me and rings familiar.

Dick said...

Some fine images towards a picture of something concealed slipping momentarily out of cover.

Mary said...

Susan, this is a wonderful poem filled with images that play with my mind!

EKSwitaj said...

The powerful denials at the beginning lead into rich concrete lines that fully bear out the opening.

irene said...

Wow! The last image is both visual and tactile.

Sumit Sarkar said...

Powerful poetry...
I like it so much :)
Wonderful imagination...

Cara Holman said...

What vivid and powerful imagery! It is funny how some poems just write themselves, like we channel them, and others come out agonizingly slowly, line by line.

Gordon Mason said...

Enjoyed 3rd stanza in particular.

Kristy Worden said...

Wow,Sue, Love it. Isn't it fun when something jumps out and writes itself - that is my favorite - it makes you feel so 'open' or something. Hope all is well, K

Strummed Words said...

Enough already. Well said.

Deb said...

"thousand nightjars" is stunning. Startling. Just right paired with the energy.

gautami tripathy said...

I have no words to say...

astral music

nan said...

Wow. Great take on the prompt. This poem has impact!!!

liv2write2day said...

This is incredible, chilling. Effective use of the sense of hearing adds a lot to it.
Victoria (liv2write2day)

caroleesherwood said...

the pecking is the perfect image for the question of "enough."

nice to see you as always!

Tilly Bud said...

You have some wonderful phrasing in this poem, particularly

pecking life to death
wraparound wind

LKHarris-Kolp said...

Beautifully written. I LOVE the last two lines!

Naquillity said...

sometimes enough is enough. powerful writing.

your winter poem below is nice too. have a great day.

Cynthia Short said...

Wow, what a powerful, dark piece..I love it!

Myrna R. said...

Wow. All this was in your soul. Nice that it came out. Powerful write.

girldaydreaming said...

what is true so often takes little time to reveal itself... amazing how you seized on enough, nicely done.

Dave King said...

Loved the poem. It distilled down to the essence, I think.

sb said...

*shudder*

Self Sagacity said...

Can't say that I understand it fully, but I get it until the sixth line. Still, I am open to keep trying to understand.