Poetry Friday: Marjory Douglas Stoneman High

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MARJORY STONEMAN DOUGLAS HIGH

Circles of life shattered, emptying hearts
at Stoneman Douglas High, February 14, 2018.
A powerful, pointless eclipse blocked all light
by a semiautomatic AR-15 riffle.
40 bullets spewed upholding our U.S. second amendment,
leaving all vulnerable in a surreal reality.
Hugs and prayers for all,
but prayers are not enough,
Do Something!

©2017 Michelle Kogan

With a heavy heart I’m offering this poem for Poetry Friday. I began it from a prompt that was on Laura Shovan’s 6th Annual February Daily Poem Project. We are composing ekphrastic poems this month, though I only used the image as a point of departure, for my heart was consumed by this horrible action.

I learned today about the Avielle Foundation, It was started by Jeremy Richman and Jennifer Hensel, Avielle’s parents who are both scientists, and who lost their six year old daughter Avielle during the Sandy Hook Elementary School shooting. They are working to “prevent violence and build compassion” through “neuroscience research aimed at understanding the brain’s chemistry, structure, and circuits that lead to violence and compassion.” In addition to research they also offer educational  ways for all of us to get involved. I plan on spending time at this site and learning more about what they are doing and how I can help out.

Thanks Jone for hosting this weeks Poetry Friday Roundup! Visit Jones blog Check It Out

 

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Valentines Day

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Happy ValentinesDay!

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Poetry Friday: Peek at Valentines Day and Snow

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Happy Poetry Friday! I’m sharing a sonnet I just penned for Laura Shovan’s 6th Annual February Daily Poem Project. I was thinking about Valentine’s Day as I wrote this poem.

Laura has been graciously hosting this poetry potpourri on her site for six years now. She moved it to Face book a year or two ago. Each year a topic is picked to write daily poems on, and the participants of the group offer the daily prompts. This year tho focus is on Ekphrastic poems–poems written from a piece of art; here’s a bit more on it from the Getty Museum

DOVE MY LOVE

I love thee oh, now let me count the ways,
Your gaze so honest, pure upon my eyes.
Attentive to my call, without delays–
Dear dove my love let’s fly beyond your skies.
We’ll sail anew, right through your ocean blue,
We’ll feel wind whisk at wings and robes by noon,
We’ll taste sun’s set in amber tones most true,
We’ll swoon at last when passing by the moon.
But dove our love we’ll hide from all who’ll tease,
Our tender thoughts we’ll shield to keep them pure.
You are my one, my only my main squeeze,
You woo me so, I’m awed by your allure.
Yes woo of you I will with all my heart,
My goddess who sees all through nature’s art!

© 2017 Michelle Kogan

I’m a wee bit late posting this week, due to work, taking care of my son with the flu, and ta da our snowstorm that they say will continue again tonight. Here’s a peek at the snow and a very quick poem in it’s honor.

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February Snow

Snow on my window
snow way up high
snow down below
oh me oh my
more snow’s in tow!
© 2018 Michelle Kogan

Check out more poetry at Sally Murphy’s blog; there’s a bevy of poetry posts waiting just for your you. Thanks for hosting the roundup this week Sally!

 

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Poetry Friday: Limerick & Sweetheart Show

Happy Poetry Friday and Groundhog Day! Step right up, I’m hawking my art for a small show and here’s a limerick to catch your interest:

There once was a poet Michelle
who was a skilled artist as well,
she made up some cards,
to sell in show yards
Come browse her bookmarks they’re swell!

© 2018 Michelle Kogan

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I have an assortment of greeting cards, archival prints of various sizes, and a handsome variety of bookmarks. Hope you can stop by, if not my Etsy shop Michelle Kogan Fine Art, is a hop, skip, and jump from here (the bookmarks will be in my Etsy shop in a day or two–Due to poetry writing beyond my control, the shop keeper has fallen a little behind).

To tickle your fancy a bit more, I dug into my poetry archive for a little groundhog ditty …

MEEK GROUNDHOG PHYLLIS

There was a meek groundhog Phyllis
Who nudged hubby Phil the shrillest,
Queenie, it’s your turn
Aw Phil! Have concern,
For your new lovey lad Willis!

© 2018 Michelle Kogan

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And you know, you can never have enough limericks, so here’s  a link to a few more from Edward Lear’s  Book of Nonsense.

Be sure to stop by Donna Smith’s blog Mainly Write for the Poetry Friday Roundup. Thanks for hosting Donna!

 

 

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Poetry Friday: Blue Moon & Poetry Postcards

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I’ve been thinking about this Blue Moon we are having this month–perhaps it will release positive energy into the atmosphere. I often think there’s some kind of natural  force that is keeping all the wheels and cogs turning on our small planet, maybe part of this force is disguised this month as our Blue Moon. 

Happy Poetry Friday to all! Catch some of the Moon’s rays and energy if you can. I’m sharing a poem, painting, and some music in honor of our 2 full moons this month. I’m also sharing a few of the New Years Postcards I’ve been receiving and enjoying.

BLUE MOON
(The poem can be sung to the melody of the song Blue Moon.)

Blue Moooon–
Send me a sign your real,
beyond some bygone memories
what magic will unreel?

Blue Moooon–
Fill me with hopes and dreams,
offer improbabilities
opening all to me.

Blue Moooon–
Fill me from inside out,
stretching passed possibilities
cradle my love for you.

Blue Moooon–
Your aura’s altering,
a deep transforming golden beam
the tide has turned for me.

the tide has turned for me.
the tide has turned for me.

© 2017 Michelle Kogan

Here’s the fabulous Billie Holiday singing, Blue Moon.

Drum roll please… And here’s my budding, rich collection of poetry postcards that have been making there way through the airways. These are from the New Years Poetry Postcard exchange that Jone MacCulloch so thoughtfully organized, thanks Jone! For your feasting eyes I have from top to bottom: 

Sally Murphy’s postcard from Down Under. (Hope I get there one day.)  Thanks Sally, what a fun and inspiring card! I love the idea of “A new year” being an “unopened gift,” and “A story yet to be written.”

In the middle are two traveling postcards from Linda Mitchell. Thanks Linda, and how curious that the heart-map you have on my postcard includes a lovely part of Spain that I’ve visited–Barcelona, and a piece of France. I’m enjoying these traveling treasures.

And on the bottom walks Diane Mayr’s haiku postcard, thanks Diane. Love the haiku, image, and the message on the back! 

Akemashite
Omedetou
Gozaimasu 

Happy New Year (in Japanese I believe)

Carol Varsalona at her blog Beyond Literacy Link is hosting this weeks Poetry Friday Roundup, thanks Carol! She has some lovely winter wonderland inspired poetry and images–including gently falling snow–make sure to stop by for more poems!

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January #haiku and morning #sketch

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snow capped suzies
caught in winter’s wonderland
dreaming of spring
© 2018 Michelle Kogan

 
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Poetry Friday–Women’s March and more

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Happy Poetry Friday! I’m participating in the Women’s March Chicago, 2018, that’s happening this Saturday, January 20th. For Poetry Friday I’m sharing the front of my poster, (back still to be complete) and a poem I wrote in the spirit of the March taken from the song, This Train. I’ve also included a clip of Big Bill Broonzy singing the song– He’s been a favorite of mine since early childhood, when my father filled the house with his music from the folk group he was a part of at that time called I Come for to Sing. Read more about Big Bill Broonzy here. Here’s info on the Women’s March Chicago.

WOMEN’S MARCH (IS BOUND FOR GLORY)

Women’s March is bound for glory Women’s March
Women’s March is bound for glory, Women’s March
Women’s March is bound for glory
Only carries peoples Indivisible truths
Women’s March is bound for glory, Women’s March

This March don’t carry no false truths, This March
This March don’t carry no false truths, This March
This March don’t carry no false truths
No naysayers or condescenders
This March don’t carry no false truths, This March

This March don’t fit no racial quotas on This March
This March don’t fit no racial quotas on This March
This March, you know, don’t fit no racial quotas
No racists’ slurs and no discrimination
This March is bound for glory, This March

This March don’t care what your color is on This March
This March don’t care what your color is on This March
This March don’t care what your color is
Everybody’s treated just humanely
This March is bound for glory, This March

Women’s March is bound for glory Women’s March
Women’s March is bound for glory, Women’s March
Women’s March is bound for glory
Only carries peoples Indivisible truths
Women’s March is bound for glory, Women’s March

Women’s March
Women’s March
Women’s March

© 2017 Michelle Kogan

Here’s a link to the words of This Train, as sung by Big Bill Broonzy. The lyricist is still a mystery …

Kay McGriff at A Journey Through the Pages is hosting this weeks Poetry Friday Roundup, thanks Kay! Stop by her blog and see what she has cooked up poetry wise–there’s sure to be something that will nourish your literary soul!

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Poetry Friday–Rising up & Art

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Rose Red Reality, © 2017 Michelle Kogan, watercolor and watercolor pencil.

FOREVER WE’LL RISE
From Maya Angelou STILL I RISE

Always Strive higher, But
hold onto your dignity. Still–
Always speak your thoughts, like
they’re yours alone, precious as Air.
Always remember your roots, where I’ll
help you draw from within, and forever we’ll Rise.

© 2017 Michelle Kogan

 

STILL I RISE
By Maya Angelou

You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may tread me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I’ll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
‘Cause I walk like I’ve got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I’ll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don’t you take it awful hard
‘Cause I laugh like I’ve got gold mines
Diggin’ in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I’ll rise.

Read the rest of her poem at the Poem Hunter

Happy Poetry Friday! I’m sharing a montage of poems and art this week. The above reflecting on Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr, and our times. My poem, Forever We”ll Rise is a golden shovel taken from Maya Angelou’s Still I Rise. My painting, which I thought fit in with these poems,  is  featured in the Evanston Art Center’s Faculty Exhibit which runs through February 11, 2018. Though,  I started my week with a poem about the weather. It had warmed up a bit, but dreary January had captured me, momentarily. 

 

JANUARY–MOVE ALONG

Oh woe, January–
Though the holiday lights still shine,
the snow’s sidestepped, and the cold snaps
on mid-week winter vacation–Ah, yet you’ve
entrapped me, in your foreboding foggy, clouded
night sky, filling me with want of spring still so far, far
afield. But, music gently rescued my desires, embraced
my emotions, and momentarily pulled me from
my stupor; I pushed my pen across my page,
and perhaps tomorrow will lift my brush
until light again climbs into the night
and rocks me till the morning dawn.

© 2018 Michelle Kogan

 

Jan Godown Annino at BookSeedStudio is hosting this weeks Poetry Friday Roundup with more on Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., thanks Jan for hosting!

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Poetry Friday: Layers and Snow Sketch

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Pencil sketch, © 2017 Michelle Kogan.  Taken from a pic of my sister and I when we were packed into many, many, many layers! (p.s. I’m in the front.)

Happy Poetry Friday! I have to admit the poems I’m sharing are all influenced by the extreme cold weather we’ve been having here in Chicago. So if you are all cuddled up under a blanket you may want to kick them all off before reading the first poem that I’m sharing

LAYERS

Layers and
layers and
layers of
layers
placed
upon
layers
of more
layers,
1-2-3
counting my
4-5-6
layers–
how many
how many
how many
more
layers,
stat-icky
electrically
charged
layers,
stifling
suffocating
squished
layers,
snugly
cuddly
comfy
layers,
stick-to-you
layers
packed-into
layers,
oh-I’m-cold
layers
ah-I’m hot
layers,
puff-ball-of
can’t-even-move
layers,
too many
too many
too many
layers,
waiting and
waiting and
waiting
for
warming
to finally be
LAYER
FREE!

© Michelle Kogan

SNOW

by Naomi Shihab Nye

Once with my scarf knotted over my mouth
I lumbered into a storm of snow up the long hill
and did not know where I was going except to the top of it.
In those days we went out like that.
Even children went out like that.
Someone was crying hard at home again,
raging blizzard of sobs.

I dragged the sled by its rope,
which we normally did not do

Read the rest of the poem here-poets.org

ODE TO MY SOCKS

by Pablo Neruda

Maru Mori brought me
a pair
of socks
which she knitted herself
with her sheepherder’s hands,
two socks as soft
as rabbits.
I slipped my feet
into them
as though into
two
cases
knitted
with threads of
twilight
and goatskin.
Violent socks,
my feet were
two fish made
of wool,
two long sharks
sea-blue, shot
through
by one golden thread,
two immense blackbirds,
two cannons:
my feet
were honored
in this way
by
these
heavenly
socks.
They were
so handsome
for the first time
my feet seemed to me
unacceptable
like two decrepit
firemen, firemen
unworthy
of that woven
fire,
of those glowing
socks.

Read the rest of the poem here
Catherine is hosting this weeks Poetry Friday Roundup at her blog Reading to the Core, stop by for more poetry. Thanks for hosting Catherine! 

 

 

 

 

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New Years sketch and haiku

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morning forecast–
minus four plus ten, steamy 
six bright new years sun!  
© 2018 Michelle Kogan

 

Happy New Years!

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