2021 – The skeptic's kaddish

Twitter poetry 2021: Week 2

2021/01/152021/02/12 ben Alexander38 Comments

My blogger-poet-friend Ingrid inspired me to create a Twitter account and start writing #APoemADay, which I began on January 1, 2021.

Below is my second week of Twitter poems:

Shabbat Shalom from Jerusalem,
David

Would it be cheating
to copy poems from my blog
onto Twitter?
I wonder.

Whom would
I cheat if I am
writing #APoemADay
for myself?

Time seems
to blur as I am writing
and tweeting days ahead
of time anyway.

I don't
even know
when I wrote this one
anymore@Experimentsinfc pic.twitter.com/Dqa008OnLH
— Skeptic's Kaddish (@kaddish_s) January 9, 2021

A steamy poem
filled my nostrils
wafted up to

my mind

I could see
it
in the air
when I breathed
out
into the cold@Experimentsinfc #APoemADay pic.twitter.com/epvL9StzjK
— Skeptic's Kaddish (@kaddish_s) January 10, 2021

Tetras ill-suited
For Jerusalem winters
Goldfish could care less@Experimentsinfc #APoemADay pic.twitter.com/1MfLhoj4vM
— Skeptic's Kaddish (@kaddish_s) January 11, 2021

I cannot think you enough, Dear
Poem, for you are
my everything

I walk around mumbling
you, but words
sound better unspoken#APoemADay @Experimentsinfc pic.twitter.com/zI0gpJGbBq
— Skeptic's Kaddish (@kaddish_s) January 12, 2021

Swallowed

by my computer screen I
find myself
looking straight
into your eyes

How are you?#APoemADay @Experimentsinfc pic.twitter.com/i4aQr2Pu4Q
— Skeptic's Kaddish (@kaddish_s) January 13, 2021

Showering
Window open
Breeze blowing lightly
Forehead against cold tile
Water hot enough to steam
Skin reddening
Sensations

Poetry perhaps

Life certainly

Death eventually pic.twitter.com/Gq2RlL4x7P
— Skeptic's Kaddish (@kaddish_s) January 14, 2021

I suppose I

No longer value life
No longer see a point
No longer mind

It's okay. It's

Inevitable.

Don't mind
me. I'm dying
to tell you everything. pic.twitter.com/sk7cWs44Nn
— Skeptic's Kaddish (@kaddish_s) January 15, 2021

Dreams, or: Stanzas

2021/01/122021/01/15 ben Alexander33 Comments

An emoji ‘free verse’

In a moment, 
🧗‍♂️ it would be 
over again and he'd 
🧗‍♂️ have to start over in the next... no, not this time. 
Grunting, 🤏 hand over hand, he scaled the 
🧗‍♂️ uneven face of 🤏 the dream cliff,  
fingers 🤏 aching with the weight of his body 
🧗‍♂️ as the first rays 🌄 of sunlight...
oh no ✋ no... 
no...  ...
... 🖐️

🤸‍♂️

🤸‍♂️
🤸‍♂️💦
🌊🌊🏊‍♂️🌊🌊
Far below the water's surface
he swam effortlessly, breathing
through the dream gills on 
the sides of his neck...
😮‍💨 here we 
go again... 
kicking 🦵 with
his powerful 🦵 legs,
frog style, 🦵 he propelled
himself towards 🦵 the
mouth of 🦵 the cave
ahead. Maybe... 🦵
this time 🦵 ... 
There!
Wait... 
What was
that 🕳️ dark...
no... please!
not... 🕳️
🤸‍♂️
🕳️

🤸‍♂️

        🦶💥 
     He landed 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚
  📚 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚 🦶 📚 📚 📚 📚 
📚 barefoot 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚
📚 and 📚 tiptoed over 🦶 📚 📚 📚
the 🦶 📚 enormous 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚
📚 📚 bookstacks, 📚 👁️👁️ looking 
carefully for 📚 the... 📚 🦶 📚 📚 📚
wait... 📚 was that it? 📚 📚 📚 yes!
📚 finally! he saw it lying 🖋️ behind 
some 📚 📚 bookstacks; 📚 📚 📚 📚
📚 quickly - before this new dream
ended, he made a grab 🤜 for the
📚 Pen ✒️ of Poetry... 📚 📚 📚 📚
📚 he'd done it! ✒️ 📚 📚 📚 📚 📚
📚 📚 📚 finally... ✒️ his poems ✍
📚 📚 📚 would truly be his own! 📓

Twitter poetry 2021: Week 1

2021/01/082021/02/12 ben Alexander33 Comments

My blogger-poet-friend Ingrid inspired me to create a Twitter account and start writing #APoemADay, which I began on January 1, 2021.

As Ingrid herself has written, micropoetry is a unique challenge because I want to feel free to write poems without restrictions, ones that I feel reflect something meaningful. Still, I am hoping to meet this challenge and grow from it. I can’t say that I love all the poems I’ve tweeted so far, but Ingrid’s suggested goal of daily micropoems does get my juices flowing!

Below is my first week of Twitter poems:

Shabbat Shalom from Jerusalem,
David

swift stream begins in twirls and spins
ideas rush past on silver fins
sparkling bright, chromatic skins
reflecting truth through prims and zins
clarity calls; confusion thins@Experimentsinfc #APoemADay pic.twitter.com/LadRQDsfAX
— Skeptic's Kaddish (@kaddish_s) January 1, 2021

Tweets twittering so rapidly!
punching out nonstop #poetry
but Saturday's #Shabbat for me
no pens, no electricity…

Twitter provides me with the key:
its scheduling technology!#APoemADay @Experimentsinfc pic.twitter.com/KrWN4sjPSg
— Skeptic's Kaddish (@kaddish_s) January 2, 2021

What might deepest thoughts
sound like reverberating
beneath consciousness?#Haiku #APoemADay @Experimentsinfc pic.twitter.com/ewKEWKRrn7
— Skeptic's Kaddish (@kaddish_s) January 3, 2021

Attention he felt undue then
he expired
January fourth forever
now beginning of an end

I don't cry; just many
many drops of salty
sweat (yes, really)
drizzle on his unbirthday cake@Experimentsinfc #APoemADay pic.twitter.com/uz3xnWeooB
— Skeptic's Kaddish (@kaddish_s) January 4, 2021

An old leather loveseat she
once played on at her great-grandmother's apartment
is now in her family
room, but she doesn't remember

love sits, facing in only one direction@Experimentsinfc #APoemADay pic.twitter.com/QWpDiS8Qah
— Skeptic's Kaddish (@kaddish_s) January 5, 2021

This Jerusalem winter is for the grass
Rain, sometimes; sunshine, always

If the leaves weren't withering
falling cracking
beneath my feet

I might think
But it's too distracting@Experimentsinfc #APoemADay pic.twitter.com/1e130QqMXn
— Skeptic's Kaddish (@kaddish_s) January 6, 2021

The U.S. #President provoked actual riot. 🤦‍♂️
Ev'ry grievance he claimed, they would buy it.
Hordes stormed the halls of #Congress,
Hell-bent on making a mess…
Well, I s'pose no one thought he'd go quiet!@Experimentsinfc #APoemADay pic.twitter.com/OuzSMMSyNu
— Skeptic's Kaddish (@kaddish_s) January 7, 2021

A poem a
day this day
might just might
present a present
for humankind for
ever and ever

Or it's all just for myself
lonely
needy

broken

unglu e d

The words inside might get stuck
to the ribbons and wrapping
paper pic.twitter.com/nqcbJXv9JM
— Skeptic's Kaddish (@kaddish_s) January 8, 2021