04 November 2010

Stats - Day 4

poems written =6
poems written per day = 1.5
poems remaining = 44
required poems per day = 1.6923

50PoWriMo - VI

face it




i've grown accustomed to my face
with this portion of it covered,
hidden in a hairy haven, encased
in comfy carpeting, shaggily smothered
feeling like i look like pharaoh sanders
infuriating my beautiful lover
who has told me with increasing candour
how much she despises
having to look at it and her
lovingly intended advice has
finally worn me away
and a number of devices
have left me cleanly shaved
as a gift for her birthday

trouble is my face appears
in every shiny thing and mirror
and i can't help myself but leer
the change in look is so severe
just as i feared
                 i look weird
and since my face had been sheared
it looks so much fatter than with the beard
i've grown unaccustomed to my face

03 November 2010

Stats - Day 3

poems written = 5
poems written per day = 1.6667

poems remaining = 45
required poems per day = 1.6667

50PoWriMo - V

just a short one as i am temporarily unable to hold a pen



if, when attempting a task that requires a certain level of concentration,
your mind starts wandering to what you're going to write a poem about that evening and you fail to pay as much attention
to the task in hand as you should
there will be blood

50PoWriMo - IV

defenestration



like chopin's piano
like a cliched rockstar's hotel television
like applecores onto motorway verges
like pino pinelli
       (who should never be confused with gino ginelli)
like my highschool girlfriend's a level results
       with which she was so disappointed
            that i felt unable to be sad about mine
like my vomit that one time i drank cinzano
       that i subsequently had to clean 
            from my downstairs neighbours' window
like the ring that flew off my finger
       as i was gesticulating whilst dancing
            that i thought i would be sad about losing
                but, like the person who gave it to me,
                    i was better off without
like the surreptitious paper planes made in maths lessons
       as we competed over who could hit the cars
            of the most hated teachers
like the tiny torn pieces of the poem
       i wrote that girl that time
            as she demonstrated her general disdain
                for everything i was
like the girl on the something corporate album
like the scenario that plays out in your mind
       when you are on the receiving end
            of a game of "tell your mum i saved your life"
like an early draft of this poem
       that revolved around a weak pun
            about installing linux






first use of a suggested title - this one with thanks to Smedley in a blog reply

02 November 2010

Stats - Day 2

poems written = 3
poems written per day = 1.5

poems remaining = 47
required poems per day = 1.6786

50PoWriMo - III

ten seconds of a train journey



an almost endless succession of gardens and the backs of houses
pass by in the anonymous dusk
a flickering wallpaper - bed to rest my vacant eyes
until the first lit window i lit upon
a first floor flat kitchen flooded with fluorescent glow
practical rental-property proportions and palour
i saw her dancing
gliding serenely backward accross the lino
arms framing the embrace of her invisible partner
oblivious to all but the ballroom bliss
her unpainted face a smilingly serious mask
which she drops as she stops, laughing as she turns away
just as she disappears from view

50PoWriMo - II

the things you love someone in spite of are more significant than the things you love them for



i've always been proud
that i've never allowed
my mind to be weak enough to have been swayed
by the sleekness and shine
(that reflects our decline)
and style above substance of what apple made
remaining committed
i've never permitted
them into my home - yet to my dismay
although i despise them
my wife regularly buys them
and somehow i find i love her anyway

01 November 2010

Stats - Day 1

poems written = 1
poems written per day = 1

poems remaining = 49
required poems per day = 1.6897

50PoWriMo - I

those awful beasts


i can hear them up to something
in the stillness of the night
every crash and every scuffle
echoes ominously clear
i'm convinced that they're destroying
something that i really like
trying to discern the muffled
tragedies i'm sure i hear
every feline scratching, jumping,
running, pouncing, hiss and fight
makes me paranoid my stuff'll
end up trashed. my wonderings fear
those awful beasts

i need your help / groundrules

mostly for my own reference, this is how this blog will work.

1) between 00:01 on 01/11/10 and 23:59 on 30/11/10 i will write and post 50 poems. they don't have to be good, i don't have to be proud of them, but i do have to make myself do them.
2) at the end of each day i will post some stats about how i'm doing and the rate i will need to write poems at to achieve this goal
3) i may not post more than 2 poems in a day unless the required average rate gets above 2 per day.
4) poem posts will be datestamped the time i wrote the poem. stat posts will be datestamped 23:59


now the actually interesting bit - for you (maybe)

i need people to suggest potential titles for poems for me to write in this time. post them as a reply to this post or @ them to me on the twitter. i won't promise to use them, but let's face it, if i don't i'm going to end up having to find my own inspiration and i know how badly that can go.