Georgia Tell's Blog, page 20
March 8, 2018
Poem #625
pastel sunrise
perfect surprise
Poem #624
run around the room
scream loudly
Poem #622
a mother loses her son
she doesn’t eat
she is white
as the ghost of her son
March 7, 2018
a life well-lived – Poetry Video
After taking a poetry class this past fall, I’ve really wanted to make a poetry video. I love that we can take a traditional form and update it. It can really help to expand the meaning of a poem or just make the consumption of it more palatable. Either way, enjoy!
a life well-lived
blood-swollen mosquito flies into windshield
the wipers smear red across the glass – a blip on the dash
Poem #619
the city at 5:32am
twinkling lights
on black hills
too late to be nighttime
too early to be morning
Poem #618
forest ranger stops family
on their way to campground
she eyes each of them
something feels off
but no evidence
two days later
she greets homicide detective
Poem #616
alone and relaxed
maybe close eyes for just a moment
… snore
