Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions selected 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.
Dr. Tara Betts brought the house down. Then she brought it back up at the reading's end to answer Black Byrd's questions about the poet's life. This was a lot of fun. As of right now I have not heart all the reading a second time but want to go back after posting this to enjoy the back and forth between Dr. Betts and Black Byrd. An epic meet I'm glad I helped to facilitate.
In the spirit of the night, the poem that captures the open mic and the majority of Dr. Betts' feature was fun to write. Dr. Betts is right. We need more fun poems out there.
Thanks for reading.
How to Prep for New World
Call yourself artistic but affordable
down like grass charged with cutting
tender feet. Play golf as a cat, follow
ball to every hole, wait for one to jump
back out. Write yourself in noir story
as opening victim, final moments dug
up in act three. Script new movie epic
that follows child in line for their first
Headstart breakfast. Apply for job as
if caught with cannabis in high school,
no future left. Strip and tan own skin
to make a wallet. Watch someone burn
in your place for wanting to appear
more enlightened. Stowaway on sci-fi
trip with red shirt on. End up protesting
freshly colonized planet. Turn back to
row of blasters, find who leaves early
for imported chicken and waffles. Join
new friends, propose new legislative
horrors for newly instated overlords.
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| No 13? Phew! Dodged a bullet! |
Special thanks to Rita Rose, Julianne Powers, Ed Gault, Nancy Dodson, Robert Fleming, Black Byrd, Jon Wesick, Jan Rowe, David Miller, Bil Lewis, Carol Weston, James Van Looy and special feature Dr. Tara Betts.
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