Thursday, January 24, 2019

Offer Me Bread and I'll Choose a Pen


There are ghosts in my brain
chasing thoughts from dark places,
plucking dandelion seeds
to harvest words from wild weed.

Devil’s in the ink…
God’s in the paper…

My poem-father is Poe,
my god-muse a raven.

Offer me bread and I’ll choose a pen.
Crumbs of wheat can’t take me
where black ink puddles lead.

©Susie Clevenger

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12 comments:

  1. FireblossomJanuary 24, 2019 at 8:49 AM

    No they can't. You know, the herd would all choose the crumbs but we just have to pick up those dark feathers and see where they lead.

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  2. WildChild47January 24, 2019 at 10:05 AM

    oh wow - yeah, I wish I'd written this .... keep picking up the pen, leave the crumbs by the roadside for those less bold ...

    way too many lines to pick from, but I really jazzed on the idea of poem father being Poe and god(dess?) muse a raven -

    totally awesome

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  3. brudbergJanuary 24, 2019 at 12:37 PM

    What a great poem.. the start just pulled me in... ghosts in my brain.

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  4. tonispencerJanuary 24, 2019 at 1:29 PM

    Ghosts in my brain...exactly. Let us all jump in those puddles and splash and go home covered in ink. Excellent. I love this.

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  5. Sherry Blue SkyJanuary 24, 2019 at 9:41 PM

    I love this!

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  6. Kerry O'ConnorJanuary 25, 2019 at 5:51 AM

    On the second read, i am finding more to love about your poem..

    Devil’s in the ink…
    God’s in the paper…

    Just.. Wow!

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  7. annell4January 25, 2019 at 10:16 AM

    Yes, that's it!! Follow the flow of the ink on the paper!

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  8. UnknownJanuary 25, 2019 at 8:25 PM

    You have Edgar. I have Emily Bronte and Jane Goodall. Sometimes they fight.

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  9. BrendanJanuary 26, 2019 at 2:07 AM

    Don't ask me, I'm just the janitor scrubbing the same old ghost cortex again today. With music and rue. Amen.

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  10. tonispencerJanuary 27, 2019 at 10:41 AM

    Thank you for doing the prompt and then ignoring my poem. When one does a prompt it is Dr riguere to read and comment on the poem. Again thank you for totally ignoring the poem I took the time to write and submit.

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  11. tonispencerJanuary 28, 2019 at 8:55 AM

    Hi Susie. I zee where you messaged me but I don't have it installed. Anyeay I apologize for my temper. Whether you comment or not is no never mind as we say dosn South. I have been ignored by promoters before and I snapped. I still love your poem. 😊 take care.

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  12. MargaretJanuary 28, 2019 at 6:01 PM

    Your ability to sprinkle words on paper and make them so cutting edge and powerful amazes me.... This is a serious poem but I keep reading it as if it is a children's jump rope song - I love it.

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