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Marie Lukasik Wallace ~ # I LIVE Poetry – I'm passionate about life and writing and all things creative and poetic!

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I Live Poetry – Change of Perspective

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I LIVE POETRY 

Changing my perspective

By looking through  my windows

in a 5 in frame?

I can choose to focus on the distortion

Or the texture

Or the randomness

Or the order of lines

or the scarcity

Or the lush greenness all around 

Choosing to see beauty in a land

Of chaos

Whether it’s inside or outside

My viewpoint and my attitude

is always a choice.

***This was a combination of challenges…whipped up some artistry here.   The top photograph was for Texture Tuesdays  w/Narami ( I love the shadows & light you can see).   You should try it out.  It’s fun looking for different textures. The other photographs were from Cee’s Lookin’ Through Windows.   Then I added my own poetic twist for  I LIVE POETRY. 

 As always, tell me how you LIVE POETRY!

Nemaste, Marie  :0)

#Ilivepoetry  #livepoetry

 


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To Live Poetry – this week

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To Live Poetry

See

Colors of blue, purple, green

And colors in between

Cerulean, Magenta, Seafoam

orange flower bursts

jeweled drops

on spider webs

 

To taste

Sweet creaminess of icecream

Spicy salsa chili

Contrast them

on my tongue

 

Hear

Drumbeats that start from

My heart and radiate

To my fingertips

Lilting music of your poetry

 

Touch

The pointiness of grass

Grooves in newly carved wood

A lover’s lips

On mine

 

Smell

Delicate flowers

New babies

The fragrance

Of ones I love.

 

These are just a few

Ways I’ve lived

Poetry this week.

 

 

 


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I Live Poetry- Collaboration

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I’m Sick Without You

I live poetry like a broken heart
that walks a lost road through shattered dark
that shrinks from receiving any more harm
a creature of silent howls
that sits and cuts its arms

I live poetry like a broken dream
fractured in places hid deep to be seen
collecting my parts from a rubbish heap
pieces of me like a memory
lay round waiting by my feet

I live poetry like a broken mind
long twisted throat around it signed
for a freedom that no words could make
silently gnawing myself to flee
this rope in old strands she frays me

I live poetry like a severed tongue
incapable faltering screaming head throng
vomiting to cease I run on hands and knees
to reach that one place
where all make sense to me

There I live poetry like I’ve come home
I cross that line to find my own
it’s where I belong
with you mother nature
at the heart of the rose

To live Poetry

Inhale the crisp brilliant air

filled with all things fiery and impassioned,

Nature, art, song, words

Pregnant with the seeds of 

Love, peace,

possibility and hope

Inspiration oxygen

permeating my blood

and winding its way

through my physical body

deepening into the tissues

Of my soul.

Write it!

 

This is the beginning of a collaboration poem.  How do you LIVE POETRY?  It’s a quote I wrote that I want to live by. You can see the original post from July 9th, HERE.

Here are the contributing artists so far.  Take as much time as you need and link back to me.  I’d love to know how poets live!

 

Phoneix Tears Healed, Me-Writingwingsforyou