Thursday, December 20, 2012

This Above All



cc licensed ( BY ) flickr photo shared by visualpanic

This is a Twitter poem. The words in it are not mine. They belong to the people I follow on Twitter - my network. True, I rearranged them and cut them and shuffled them until I turned them into something that I could call my own. I changed the punctuation a bit, but I kept capital letters and uppercase.

All these words, phrases and sentences are taken from the Tweets that appeared on a single day - 3rd December, 2012. A day in our life.


Soulful Sunday
Dec 03,2012
Archived.
LISTEN
Each Day of Our Life 
turns shadows into
A Jar of
Sunflowers
Butterfly on a leaf
Plum Pudding
 Penguins
Games and More.
Antidote to Lack of 
Questions
Delayed by
 the “what” and “how” -- 
Snowy dreams
Comic Strips 
The thin line between
 restraint and
misplaced modifier trouble.
Footsteps of
the loneliest number
very seriously
FREE!
Waiting For
... fireworks...
 Snowflakes
The Cosmic Log 
Some Rest.
The Tower of Babel
and
ALL Welcome.
10 Million Users
Rethinking the
slippery slope.
Save the World?
Vote for
 those you love
Ben, old and wise, always
the quiet one,
Angela
As She Sleeps,
Flowers,
Best Geography.
I enjoyed mispronouncing
10 easy steps to
 Vitamin D.
Speaking
of this before,
centuries ago.
Will Andy arrive?
My heart may
slip
Run
and More.
My day
Simplified
for Better Results.
and I tonight 
special guest on
One Minute of Life.
LISTEN
[In case you missed it]
Dec 03,2012
Soulful Sunday.
This above all.

Monday, December 17, 2012

Long Thursday

Medieval lighting / Iluminación medieval cc licensed ( BY NC ND ) flickr photo by . SantiMB .: http://flickr.com/photos/smb_flickr/892015017/


Cigarette smoke always makes my eyes water. Some of them are still without electricity. I remember her cheese pies. He says it is rheumatism. It was devastating, such destruction. A teacher isn’t supposed to lose his temper like that. I have never felt so abandoned. Should they be included or sent into special schools. Hurricanes are a terrible thing. She died on Thursday and it was also my late sister’s birthday. Life is so funny, isn’t it? We never had a hurricane here. He is going to be operated on Monday. Thursday was a hard day for everyone, even I felt unwell. He won’t be here for the funeral. Yes, and Tanja works there. She said to me, how long is it until Thursday. No, I don’t know who Tanja is. I brought him his laptop, some movies and his shaving kit. I can’t wait until Thursday, it is too long, she said. I also brought him chocolates. Someone should open that window, my eyes hurt. Three large suitcases.  I am hungry, she said. After that, nothing. Imagine all that force, devastating. Have another piece of cake. I don’t want to talk about work today. And those poor people. You made her proud, you worked and  raised that kid all alone. Cigarette smoke won’t kill you. And you managed to get your degree. Hospital food is terrible. They asked me which coffin I liked. You were a good daughter. And they sent me to physical therapy. Devastating. What is there to like about a coffin. Therapy helped, I hope. She said why is this Thursday so long. After that, nothing.   

Tuesday, December 4, 2012

Migrations


Untitled
cc licensed ( BY NC SA ) flickr photo shared by maywaskind



Red bricks,
The inside of an old handbag,
Swallows
In their absence.
And why on earth do lemmings do that?
Once days get longer
Sadness, unexpectedly.
Dreams,
Though nightmares tend to be
More interesting.
Who is taking care of his cat
After the suicide?
Winter is long,
But at least there is hope.
A yellow mailbox.
Will there be scars?



Wednesday, November 21, 2012

A Concise Serbian-English Dictionary

Focus
shared by alles-schlumpf


Krv, blood.
Colour: crvena, red, the colour of joy.
To be happy, radovati se, action verb, reflexive.
How do you do happy?
Laughter, smeh.
Song, pesma, pesma, poem.
One word, two words.
Do you need two words for pesma?
Uspavanka, lullaby.
To sleep, to dream, spavati, sanjati.
Vatra, fire, vetar, wind,
Rain, snow, kiša, sneg, oblak, cloud, sunce, sun.
Sin, son.
Love,
Ljubav, noun,
Voleti, transitive verb.





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Saturday, October 8, 2011

I Will Follow You

I created this poem with Prezi using one of their ready-made templates. I was curious to see whether a business template can be used for poetry. The result is slightly strange:







Then I decided to create another version using the classical Prezi blank canvas:



Tuesday, August 23, 2011

The Red Sun

Red sun
Photo on Flickr by The Hidaway

His heart is red,
open for everyone to see.
He leaves red footprints
all over the sky
as he sinks into sleep.
One last flicker of fire
and he is gone,
invisible to us,
as he dreams his red dreams
at the bottom of the sea.
He wakes up, red,
the next morning.
He lights the sky
with his red love
and she stretches
her red-sleeved arms
to embrace him.


P.S. You can find out more about how this poem came to be if you read this post in my TEFL blog.