Micropoetry Month: Nov 2017: #5

Micropoetry MonthI’ve only attempted one Fibonacci poem before and that time I went up to 21 syllables (8 lines). This time the muse was more generous: 10 lines with 55 syllables on the last line! Is it still micropoetry?

Give it a shot anyway! The number of syllables in each line follows the Fibonacci sequence  (0, 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21, 34, 55…)!

Bring your own micropoem to the party – any form, no form, whatever inspires you today! Use the comments form or Mister Linky to share!

let’s

say

life just

birthed itself

let’s just say we are

part amoeba, part fish, part ape,

even part question wilting in the rain, still waiting

for the melding of machine and man that will explain what there was before gravity,

what happens when we stare at oceans and skies, why certain words know how to bind themselves into poems, why love is more difficult than hate,

lets say this as we argue over colour of skin, as we craft an apocalypse, as if that matters more than moonlight streaming into our eyes, unobserved, part gill, part opposable thumb, part petal, part sun, part answer.

 

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60 thoughts on “Micropoetry Month: Nov 2017: #5

  1. WoW! My son was talking about this tonight after dinner…the fact that there is really no such thing as race. We are all the same…we are more alike than different, humans as a species. Race should not fit even in the equation. I find that exhilarating!

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  2. “we craft an apocalypse,”…What the humans are capable of, oh!! You’ve put it brilliantly Rajani. I wish I could participate here today and tomorrow but I’m traveling tonight. See you later, here 🙂

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  3. why can’t we just be different without the mistrust and hierarchies – I love the way you have made us all part of each others origins – very original
    “part gill, part opposable thumb, part petal, part sun, part answer.”

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  4. You have left me absolutely speechless!❤️ These lines will linger in my memory; “lets say this as we argue over colour of skin, as we craft an apocalypse, as if that matters more than moonlight streaming into our eyes”..❤️

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  5. These lines:

    ets say this as we argue over colour of skin, as we craft an apocalypse, as if that matters more than moonlight streaming into our eyes, unobserved, part gill, part opposable thumb, part petal, part sun, part answer.

    made me smile. I like that you used petals and gills…makes me think of flowers and mermaids. pretty things. thank you.

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  6. Race is really so insignificant in the light of all the beautiful things about being human. I think God intended it to be unique shades of beauty – but humans have twisted it in ways that defy my understanding. And yes, why is love more difficult than hate!!

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  7. WOW! This is spectacular! You rocked the form but, more so, what you say is spot-on, making is think of the deeper questions, which long for some better answers than humankind is so far coming up with.

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  8. This is such clever and deep thinking Rajani! The questions and mysteries of life are unanswered, yet we are stubborn to hold on to ‘made-up’ boundaries of race, colour, our differences thinking we know it all!

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  9. I personally like the differences between, that make us unique. What I Don’t like is the sense of superiority of one race over the other. Accept the difference, grow with the diffetences, learn from the differences. We all need love.

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  10. This is wonderful. So much to ponder. So very true. One can only hope we will all come into the light as one someday. The answer may lie in figuring out “why it is so much harder to love than to hate”…Wow! This whole poem is such a good takeaway. Thank you Rajani.

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  11. I love this form. I have only ever gone to 8. Think I will give this a shot.

    I think humans have a fear of anything that is different from themselves….a sort of primal fear and a predisposition to destroy anything that is perceived as a danger.That is why a belief system that forbids discrimination and maintains that all are equal under God and the law is a good idea .

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  12. There are two ways of taking this in, and one is with humour, which must not be maligned, as it makes it all the more powerful.
    Of course when read as presented it merely demonstrates/underlines the bitter, tragic, hopeless (?) ignorant state of too much of humanity. Racism is so awful it makes me sick.

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