Carpe diem.
National Poetry Writing Month- 2013
April shakes the snow from her hide, and pushes out the blossoms.
National Poetry Writing Month is under way. I am participating in the challenge this year with wonderful old friends, and some wonderful new friends, on a private board. The Academy of American Poets discussion boards are no longer functional.
I urge all of my creative friends to take the challenge, no matter your art or craft. Create something new every day in April- a new poem, drawing, painting, photograph, etc. Try to do it every day for thirty days. It’s a great way to establish discipline, and an ingrained habit.
Water-Breaking
If I was stone that broke
the water, unmovable
since an ancient glacial violence
crept upon this glade, gouging
river valleys, receding into hills,
meadows, and quarries
where our kin knapped flint,
obsidian, hand axes and blades
hefted towards prey they would
exhaust, run down in the heat
of the day, outlast its bursts
and sprints, rendered helpless,
falling to our stone tools,
butchered for the cooking fire-
Then I’m the rock who witnessed this,
far more as the sky moved and changed,
stars rose and burst in the firmament,
men came again and again to mine
fine flakes, then ore, metal shaped
and ground against silent yielding
stone. Eyes of men deceive.
Whetstone wears, simple water quiet
as spring rain thins, this vernal
tide pulled, a stone struck one
too many times will fail, its heart
fractured in a flood’s torrent
dislodged and shattered
downstream.
© 2013 Laura Levesque
Jericho
Close your eyes, show me the island
of your hermit crab dreams,
where they crawl inside kitchen pipes
scattered like skittering pebbles all night,
then gone the way they came come morning light
Quantum leap with me
where we could travel alone for a while,
companions of the Doctor, outrunning
mortality’s ticking clock, maybe
thumbing a ride out on a Firefly
If flood waters rise
above the lip of our valleys,
you’re the one I’d want along
to climb atop with, up the mountain
grade, share the lonely view
with the hawks and with me,
find another way to dance, be
in an empty room, no one’s backs
to bump into, no children about at
our knees, if there’s ever
a place called Jericho, I’ll steal
atop the wall at night,
and lower the scarlet rope
for you.
© 2013 Laura Levesque
Sakurajima Volcano with Lightning
Image Credit & Copyright: Martin Rietze (Alien Landscapes on Planet Earth)Explanation: Why does a volcanic eruption sometimes create lightning? Pictured above, the Sakurajima volcano in southern Japan was caught erupting in early January. Magma bubbles so hot they glow shoot away as liquid rock bursts through the Earth’s surface from below. The above image is particularly notable, however, for the lightning bolts caught near the volcano’s summit. Why lightning occurs even in common thunderstorms remains a topic of research, and the cause of volcanic lightning is even less clear. Surely, lightning bolts help quench areas of opposite but separated electric charges. One hypothesis holds that catapulting magma bubbles or volcanic ash are themselves electrically charged, and by their motion create these separated areas. Other volcanic lightning episodes may be facilitated by charge-inducing collisions in volcanic dust. Lightning is usually occurring somewhere on Earth, typically over 40 times each second.
Scatter Like Lost Words
The Grateful Dead- Cassidy
John Perry Barlow, lyricist, music by Bob Weir
The annotated lyrics, below
People hearing without listening
Simon and Garfunkel- The Sounds of Silence


