we’ll kiss each kiss other on kiss the kiss
with only the fakebook of beauty for feeling.
the trick is to make it personal:
the chill of closed eyelids,
in the glaring white gap.
let silence drill its hole.
oh, plunge me deep in love—put out
pulley glitches, gully pitches, the reflected gleams,
the places cats won’t go, the climbing out onto the banks. the naked man
all dopey in the glass. he wouldn’t stand alone.
what he needed from me, i have no idea.
As suggested by NaPoWriMo, I used a prompt from poet Danielle Pafunda and also entered her cento contest (I’m entered under the name A D Joyce). A cento is a poem composed entirely of lines from other poems. You can find complete guidelines here, and a list of all the judges here. Bottom line: The three poets who get the most votes will receive twelve signed books of poetry.
Of course, a cento is still a fun little poetry exercise even if you don’t enter the contest!
(This poem and all poems posted during April 2011 are included in the
free ebook, “30 Poems, 30 Days: Inside a Poet’s Mind.”)
© Sweepy Jean and Sweepy Jean Explores the (Webby) World, 2011