Once upon a time, I wrote poetry!
Somewhere deep inside my #LetsDiscuss2020 #DiscussionSunday post about my regimen vs. impulse posting, I posed the question if anyone thought it might be fun for me to post some of my poetry here on my blog. Well, a couple of people showed interest, and I appreciate that. As for the rest of you, you are welcome to just click or scroll on by if you aren’t poetry people (I promise, I won’t be the least bit offended)!
These were written in 1999 and 2000, and I actually got paid $10 for each of them!
The Disaster
Death
No movement in
The vast emptiness
No spark in
The dark expanse
No sound in
The empty abyss
Only the morbid message
That cursed my memory
and erased all hope of recovery
“Error reading Boot Disk Drive.”
© May, 1999 Davida R. Chazan – all rights reserved. This poem first appeared on the {now defunct} e-zine “Inkspot” in September, 1999.
Distant Brother
Your delicate crystal dome of silence
and Perspex-distorted visions,
intensified by this death,
magnify the fractures on your mute veneer;
not diminish our riven past.
Revelations on fibrous glass
and shards of opaque sorrow
bursting across the expanse
can shatter into relief.
Transmit your slivers of mourning to me;
request no reply.
I’ll retrieve them to be smashed
back into sand.
© October, 2000 Davida R. Chazan – all rights reserved. This poem first appeared on the {now defunct} Netauthor.com e-zine “E2K Netvoices” in November 2000.
These are great! I hope you are still writing.
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No, I’m not. But I’ve got lots more – some that aren’t even depressing!
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I LOVE The Disaster. I wrote a lot of poems in my younger days, some in French, some in English, but have never tried to publish them
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It was a bit of fluff (and based on a true story, I’m afraid)! So to get it published and to get paid for it was a real laugh for me!
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