Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions picked from Stone Soup Poetry's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title (and sometimes the rest of the poem) later. You can read the other ones I've done since 2015 here.
I also have a book out now collecting the best of my first year of poems. Click here to purchase it.
Thank you, Denise Washington, for a wonderful feature. The open mic was teeming. I present this poem that hopefully reflects the positivity of the night. It would be about time for that to happen.
The title was inspired by Denise's opening for her feature, a recitation of "We Real Cool" by Gwendolyn Brooks. Thanks for reading.
Before You Leave School
Not moving is the most
powerful act you can achieve,
if only.
Mother only wanted you
to stop,
In the heart of
wherever you are,
you are loved.
The summer blows breezes
through sunflowers
so they can dance with you.
Sun kisses sparkle
as bloom's shadows
sway like windblown blinds.
You are done appeasing,
malign grown in malice
like tumor in solitude.
Mothers, schoolmate
pranksters, spying fathers,
all tried to save you.
Seeming nonsense has
nuance to get you home.
Even prayers have curfews.
These childhood lessons
left behind, relearned
through adult archaeology.
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| Come back next time, Laurel and Mignon! |
Special thanks to Mary Jennings, Jon Wesick, Patricia Carragon, Bil Lewis, John Sturm, Carol Weston, Ed Gault, Chris Fitzgerald, C.C. Arshagra, Ethan Mackler, William Paschal, Reverand, Jason Wright, Andre Payne, James Van Looy and Denise Washington.
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