One Shoot Sunday at One Stop Poetry. go check out some of the other entries or submit one yourself. take some time to look around the site if you’ve never been there ~ it is FABulous! this is the final One Shoot Sunday. i want to thank everyone responsible for One Stop Poetry and wish them luck in the future ~ Pete Marshall, Brian Miller, Leslie Moon, Adam Dustus, Claudia Schöenfeld, Chris Galford and Gay Cannon. you all accomplished something magical at One Stop Poetry and its legacy will live on in the poetry community it helped to form.
this is my submission to the Monkey Man for the Sunday 160 {you will see there are exactly 160 characters if you count every letter, space and punctuation mark ~ before i cut it into pieces, i counted.}
i’d like to thank Neil Alexander for generously allowing the use of his photograph {the top one above.} go to NEIL ALEXANDER | PHOTOGRAPHER to see more of his amazing photographs and to his blog HERE.
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One Shoot Sunday at One Stop Poetry. go check out some of the other entries or submit one yourself. take some time to look around the site if you’ve never been there ~ it is FABulous!
One Shoot Sunday at One Stop Poetry. go check out some of the other entries or submit one yourself. take some time to look around the site if you’ve never been there ~ it is FABulous! Happy first Anniversary One Stop Poetry!
The Bop is a poetic form that was developed by poet Afaa Michael Weaver at a Cave Canem summer retreat.
Here are the basic rules:
3 stanzas
Each stanza is followed by a refrain
First stanza is 6 lines long and presents a problem
Second stanza is 8 lines long and explores or expands the problem
Third stanza is 6 lines long and either presents a solution or documents the failed attempt to resolve the problem
The first stanza (six lines long) states the problem, and the second stanza (eight lines long) explores or expands upon the problem. If there is a resolution to the problem, the third stanza (six lines long) finds it. If a substantive resolution cannot be made, then this final stanza documents the attempt and failure to succeed…..Read More
There used to be a graying tower alone on the sea. You became the light on the dark side of me. Love remained a drug that’s the high and not the pill. But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large and The light that you shine can be seen. Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray. Ooh, The more I get of you, The stranger it feels, yeah. And now that your rose is in bloom. A light hits the gloom on the gray. There is so much a man can tell you, So much he can say. You remain, My power, my pleasure, my pain, baby To me you’re like a growing addiction that I can’t deny. Won’t you tell me is that healthy, baby? But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen. Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray. Ooh, the more I get of you The stranger it feels, yeah Now that your rose is in bloom. A light hits the gloom on the gray, I’ve been kissed by a rose on the gray, I’ve been kissed by a rose I’ve been kissed by a rose on the gray, …And if I should fall along the way I’ve been kissed by a rose …been kissed by a rose on the gray. There is so much a man can tell you, So much he can say. You remain My power, my pleasure, my pain. To me you’re like a growing addiction that I can’t deny, yeah Won’t you tell me is that healthy, baby. But did you know, That when it snows, My eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen. Baby, I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray. Ooh, the more I get of you The stranger it feels, yeah Now that your rose is in bloom, A light hits the gloom on the gray. Yes I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the gray Ooh, the more I get of you The stranger it feels, yeah And now that your rose is in bloom A light hits the gloom on the gray Now that your rose is in bloom, A light hits the gloom on the gray.
One Shoot Sunday at One Stop Poetry. go check out some of the other entries or submit one yourself. take some time to look around the site if you’ve never been there ~ it is FABulous! prompt: the photograph above ☼
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