Apr '14
2
Day two of poem-a-day month, April 2014, and here's another raw first draft.
I decided to take a prompt from the NaPoWriMo website which in turn sent me to this intriguing site, Bibliomancy Oracle. I clicked the button and this quote popped up:
from The Small Self and the Liberal Sky by James Galvin
I really liked the second line 'Anything can happen under a sky like this' so I used it to launch into the idea of 'dropping', randomness and ended up (surprisingly or maybe not) inside out.
drop, slip, turn
anything can happen under a sky like this
supercooled droplets in clouds ice a plane
seabirds plummet for fishy prey
rain umbrellas our hatless heads
apples fall in Newton's orchard
the core of our earth pulls
and pitches us through space
half a kilometre each second
as we stand still
lurching trains with standing room only
hurl us into the arms of strangers
while we cling to handles
and our pride
and the loved ones
we should have let go
while we make everything
mean something
and meanwhile
this sky slips under our skin
I decided to take a prompt from the NaPoWriMo website which in turn sent me to this intriguing site, Bibliomancy Oracle. I clicked the button and this quote popped up:
Perhaps you didn't realize
Anything can happen under a sky like this.
Never give in to surprise:
from The Small Self and the Liberal Sky by James Galvin
I really liked the second line 'Anything can happen under a sky like this' so I used it to launch into the idea of 'dropping', randomness and ended up (surprisingly or maybe not) inside out.
drop, slip, turn
anything can happen under a sky like this
supercooled droplets in clouds ice a plane
seabirds plummet for fishy prey
rain umbrellas our hatless heads
apples fall in Newton's orchard
the core of our earth pulls
and pitches us through space
half a kilometre each second
as we stand still
lurching trains with standing room only
hurl us into the arms of strangers
while we cling to handles
and our pride
and the loved ones
we should have let go
while we make everything
mean something
and meanwhile
this sky slips under our skin
... Gorgeous 
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