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.
I also have a book collecting the best of my first year of poems. Click here to purchase it.
When the feature goes first, as Margaret did (and you should watch the video of her performance in case you missed it), I worry about it being top heavy, wanting to use as much of the feature's material as inspiration. Thankfully, that wasn't the case, and her encore a the end helped as well. It was James who gave me the idea for the title.
I had fun writing this week. Two weeks in a row. That's something. Thanks for reading.
Life Gives You Resting Maelstrom Face
The world's a stage
and nothing's called
off because of rain.
The hat dropped in
your hand is now
your costume,
It's hell to change
into something new
every stumble a
coast-to-coast
million mile journey.
Things move on
at the pace of a
Telemundo show.
Before you know it,
too many dead,
crush already pregnant.
Now you open up
substitute favorite
food (now endangered),
write breakup letters
to things you love
that are killing you.
You got up 365
days last year, you
can handle a grizzly,
break local coliseum
down to rubble
with only an oar.
You smile most
in free fall between
hull cracking waves.
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| Sorry for forgetting to add Ethan Mackler. |
Special thanks to Richard Spisak, Jan Rowe, Ken Johnson, Jullian Matthews, Bil Lewis, Jeff Taylor, Jon Wesik, Robert Fleming, Ethan Mackler, James Van Looy and special feature Margaret Young.
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