POETRY FOR 30 DAYS IN APRIL DAY 12

Project Details Hello friend, I am Timothy Kimo Brien, head instigator at Create Art Podcast where we help you to tame the inner critic and create more than we consume. Every year in April National Poetry Writing Month occurs, this is a challenge to write 30 poems in 30 days and comes from the NaPoWriMo site. When you participate you are given a prompt every day for 30 days and you can choose to follow the prompt or not. Each prompt has a commentary with it and a style of poetry that you may not be familiar with. I enjoy it because it stretches my creative muscles and helps me organize my thoughts. I also really enjoy a good challenge. There is also an opportunity to read other people's work as they post on their websites and for you to comment on their work, giving them encouragement or offering a suggestion. Care to join me on this journey? Day 12 Prompt Finally, our prompt (optional, as always). I’m calling this one “Past and Future.” This prompt challenges you to write a poem using at least one word/concept/idea from each of two specialty dictionaries: Lempriere’s Classical Dictionary and the Historical Dictionary of Science Fiction. A hat tip to Cathy Park Hong for a tweet that pointed me to the science fiction dictionary and to Hoa Nguyen for introducing me to the Classical Dictionary. Day 12 Poem The Dreams The visions kept coming There seemed to be no end He would finish a painting Only to see the flames change the colors Into something no one had witnessed He was alone Hurtling through space and time Never to be disturbed To focus just on the work He was unaware Of anyone else And there was no one to view The masterpieces as they flew Out from his hands And onto the canvas of his mind His entombment carried his name, Pausias As did the sleeper ship As he was only DNA fused with silicone chips There was no body to nourish He had attained what most artists crave The immortality to create Forever Without the constraints Without any limits But after how many millennia That he lost count He was ready to return home And share the work with those Who had been extinct Longer than most of humanity had been alive The number of his works completed And compiled Had risen to over eighty-seven thousand In less than half a second they could be retrieved But with none to share His life force faded The chips could not revive him From this self-imposed slumber He slipped to the other dream That artists have Escaping the bonds of the cruel world Into oblivion Where those he loved dwelt And it was there He shared his works That none would delete Or disremember Reaching Out To reach out to me, email [email protected] I would love to hear about your journey and what you are working on. If you would like to be on the show or have me discuss a topic that is giving you trouble write in and lets start that conversation. Email: [email protected] YouTube Channel: Create Art Podcast YT Channel IG: @createartpodcast Twitter: @createartpod Mighty Networks: Create Art Podcast This podcast uses the following third-party services for analysis: OP3 - https://op3.dev/privacy