Poems on Rainer Maria Rilke Seeking Honest Critique
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How to Feed a Warmonster
React to the warmonster with my trauma responses?
¿Inherited from past generations??
I goad it on to prove its strength.
Throw shreds of factoids between its jaws?
I jump into the bottomless pit of addiction.
Appease the warmonster by fighting fear?
I cook up hunger for more.
Fight the warmonster by nurturing fear in others?
¿Just to prove my point and win an argument??
I become complicit in the brutal business of War.
Flee the fear, ignore the warmonster?
¿Hope it will go away??
¿¿Fizzle out???
¿¿¿Become...
¿Inherited from past generations??
I goad it on to prove its strength.
Throw shreds of factoids between its jaws?
I jump into the bottomless pit of addiction.
Appease the warmonster by fighting fear?
I cook up hunger for more.
Fight the warmonster by nurturing fear in others?
¿Just to prove my point and win an argument??
I become complicit in the brutal business of War.
Flee the fear, ignore the warmonster?
¿Hope it will go away??
¿¿Fizzle out???
¿¿¿Become...
#war
#monsters
#suffering
#RainerMariaRilke
#fear
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Letters to a Young Poet X
September 27, 2018
Ahavati
The Future
Dear Ahavati,
I write to you from the future, where I perceive you as just a baby, with so many lifetimes to evolve. Here, in the Library of Light, where everything is recorded in your Book of Lives, I smile at your accomplishments, and the gift of poetry you have countless times chosen to procure a deeper understanding of . . .life, after life.
I see Autumn arrived under an umbrellic cloud-cover cooling the sun's volcanic wrath. It's been a...
Ahavati
The Future
Dear Ahavati,
I write to you from the future, where I perceive you as just a baby, with so many lifetimes to evolve. Here, in the Library of Light, where everything is recorded in your Book of Lives, I smile at your accomplishments, and the gift of poetry you have countless times chosen to procure a deeper understanding of . . .life, after life.
I see Autumn arrived under an umbrellic cloud-cover cooling the sun's volcanic wrath. It's been a...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
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[ CC ] Letter To A Natural Born Poet
September 27, 2081
Europa
Jupiter
Dear Ava,
I am currently over the Moon in a swaying Milky Way of an alien swarming swoon.
Thrilled to over-joyed I was, filled with satisfaction as if willed wish come true of desire experienced in action, because through telescopic antennae deployed, I received your last poetic transmission in seductive earthy tone; its verse reaffirmed I am not alone in this vast Universe.
You are a natural born poet.
Let not a...
Europa
Jupiter
Dear Ava,
I am currently over the Moon in a swaying Milky Way of an alien swarming swoon.
Thrilled to over-joyed I was, filled with satisfaction as if willed wish come true of desire experienced in action, because through telescopic antennae deployed, I received your last poetic transmission in seductive earthy tone; its verse reaffirmed I am not alone in this vast Universe.
You are a natural born poet.
Let not a...
#technology
#spiritual
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
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[ CC ] Letter To A Poetess ( Who Takes My Breath Away )
September 24, 2018
Wisconsin Dells
Wisconsin
Dear Adsila,
It seems like forever since we hit the karaoke scene, let our collective hair down, drank ourselves positively green until sliding under the booth and you almost accidentally slipped right out of your sundress ...
Sorry, I confess to being lost in memory's reverie. Or perhaps it was a deliberately created daydream ...?
Regardless -- Girl, we should SO do that again ... and soon! ...
Wisconsin Dells
Wisconsin
Dear Adsila,
It seems like forever since we hit the karaoke scene, let our collective hair down, drank ourselves positively green until sliding under the booth and you almost accidentally slipped right out of your sundress ...
Sorry, I confess to being lost in memory's reverie. Or perhaps it was a deliberately created daydream ...?
Regardless -- Girl, we should SO do that again ... and soon! ...
#erotic
#WritingPoetry
#bisexual
#lesbian
#RainerMariaRilke
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[ CC ] Letter To A Starving Poet
September 22, 2018
Baltimore
Maryland
Dear William,
I drink wine from a chalace as I write to you from my memory palace, walls adorned with charcoal renders of a young southern Lady and her silent partner lamb. Sketching supplies and literature on a meager bookskelf are the only luxuries I am afforded. Humanity with its lack of imagination has sought to keep offenders such as myself incarcerated for consecutive life sentences, yet my salvations lies with the Humanities and my own detailed visualizations of the outside world. ...
Baltimore
Maryland
Dear William,
I drink wine from a chalace as I write to you from my memory palace, walls adorned with charcoal renders of a young southern Lady and her silent partner lamb. Sketching supplies and literature on a meager bookskelf are the only luxuries I am afforded. Humanity with its lack of imagination has sought to keep offenders such as myself incarcerated for consecutive life sentences, yet my salvations lies with the Humanities and my own detailed visualizations of the outside world. ...
#WritingPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
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Letters to a Young Poet IX
September 19, 2018
Ahavati
Cherokee, North Carolina
Dear T,
Tonight, muscle covers the stars,
flexing clouds expand condensation into swollen ice crystals; their semi-warmth cooling summer. Soon we shall smell roasted leaves and burnt marshmellows from singed twigs. But, for now it seems a purgatory until the autumn equinox Saturday.
I've found poetry can also be seasonally cyclic. The space between departure and arrival can be arid to frozen. Yet genesis springs from cracked earth just as it survives ice;...
Ahavati
Cherokee, North Carolina
Dear T,
Tonight, muscle covers the stars,
flexing clouds expand condensation into swollen ice crystals; their semi-warmth cooling summer. Soon we shall smell roasted leaves and burnt marshmellows from singed twigs. But, for now it seems a purgatory until the autumn equinox Saturday.
I've found poetry can also be seasonally cyclic. The space between departure and arrival can be arid to frozen. Yet genesis springs from cracked earth just as it survives ice;...
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
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Letters to a Young Poet(ess) VIII
September 15, 2018
Ahavati
Charlotte, North Carolina
Dear A,
I am writing to you amidst an approaching hurricane, Florence, who is currently battering the Carolina's coastal regions with heavy wind and rain. We are expecting 15" by Sunday. She is a slow moving force inching her way across an uncertain path of terrain. The wind is an angry mistress, and the rain a lover's tears upon being dismissed. The rest is breaking chaos we listen to from behind closed shutters and doors.
So many friends were forced to flee...
Ahavati
Charlotte, North Carolina
Dear A,
I am writing to you amidst an approaching hurricane, Florence, who is currently battering the Carolina's coastal regions with heavy wind and rain. We are expecting 15" by Sunday. She is a slow moving force inching her way across an uncertain path of terrain. The wind is an angry mistress, and the rain a lover's tears upon being dismissed. The rest is breaking chaos we listen to from behind closed shutters and doors.
So many friends were forced to flee...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
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[ CC ] Letter To A Poetic Medic
September 8, 2018
Trempealeau County
Wisconsin
Dear Ahavati,
I want to thank you once again for your critique that saved the life of my pathetic poem, It Came From Stephen King's Brain. I am honored that you took time out of your incredibly busy schedule to examine it ( and the 34 other poems that accompanied ) under nothing short of a microscope to discover areas of improvement, not to mention reveal flaws that escaped the attention of so many others ( like that Todski69 fellow ).
How fortunate I was that we crossed paths in an...
Trempealeau County
Wisconsin
Dear Ahavati,
I want to thank you once again for your critique that saved the life of my pathetic poem, It Came From Stephen King's Brain. I am honored that you took time out of your incredibly busy schedule to examine it ( and the 34 other poems that accompanied ) under nothing short of a microscope to discover areas of improvement, not to mention reveal flaws that escaped the attention of so many others ( like that Todski69 fellow ).
How fortunate I was that we crossed paths in an...
#WritingPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
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Letters to a Young Poet VII
Sept 8, 2018
Ahavati
Boone, North Carolina
Dear T,
I am answering you from a friend's lovely cabin in the blue ridge mountains this weekend. While summer heat lingers, there's also an undercurrent of autumn; an eddy of cleansing flowing down the mountain as water. The local stands are bright with pumpkin and fresh harvest, canned jams and muscadine wine. Friends are gathering to break bread and celebrate the finale of summer. I adore the camaraderie of mountain people.
I am humbled by your message, and wish to convey my deepest...
Ahavati
Boone, North Carolina
Dear T,
I am answering you from a friend's lovely cabin in the blue ridge mountains this weekend. While summer heat lingers, there's also an undercurrent of autumn; an eddy of cleansing flowing down the mountain as water. The local stands are bright with pumpkin and fresh harvest, canned jams and muscadine wine. Friends are gathering to break bread and celebrate the finale of summer. I adore the camaraderie of mountain people.
I am humbled by your message, and wish to convey my deepest...
#LifeAsAWriter
#TruthOfLife
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
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[ CC ] Letter To A Poet I Love
September 6, 2018
Chippewa Valley
Wisonsin
My Dearest T.,
As you are well aware, the Internets on my farm suffered a debillitating lightning strike that knocked several pieces of electronic equipment out of commission. The rash of thunderstorms having flooded my neck of the western Wisconsin woods continues to this very moment. With all of the hills around here currently being scraped away for the sake of harvesting frac sand, I imagine this once pristine landscape becoming a giant waterlogged quarry.
I...
Chippewa Valley
Wisonsin
My Dearest T.,
As you are well aware, the Internets on my farm suffered a debillitating lightning strike that knocked several pieces of electronic equipment out of commission. The rash of thunderstorms having flooded my neck of the western Wisconsin woods continues to this very moment. With all of the hills around here currently being scraped away for the sake of harvesting frac sand, I imagine this once pristine landscape becoming a giant waterlogged quarry.
I...
#love
#WritingPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
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Letters to a Young Poet VI
September 7, 2018
Ahavati
Cherokee, North Carolina
Dear D,
I am writing from the heat of a southern mountain day after re-reading T.S. Eliot's 'The Wasteland'. Such a beautiful piece of literature. The 'Four Quartets' is seasonably palatable for the emotion, as well as 'The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock'. Have you noticed weather can affect what you read? I lean toward hearthy poetry as summer closes. The imagery of warm morning fires and smell of food in the air, as though harvest has bloomed - not in the fields but the tables.
...
Ahavati
Cherokee, North Carolina
Dear D,
I am writing from the heat of a southern mountain day after re-reading T.S. Eliot's 'The Wasteland'. Such a beautiful piece of literature. The 'Four Quartets' is seasonably palatable for the emotion, as well as 'The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock'. Have you noticed weather can affect what you read? I lean toward hearthy poetry as summer closes. The imagery of warm morning fires and smell of food in the air, as though harvest has bloomed - not in the fields but the tables.
...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#RainerMariaRilke
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Letters to a Young Poet V
September 3, 2018
Chimney Rock
North Carolina
My Dearest J,
Despite being beautiful here, I must admit holidays completely dominate the peaceful serenity of mountain life. The shop owners are preparing for winter, when only locals will be able to access privately. Words and stories will flow freely in truth without worry about upsetting misplaced sensibilities of a majority of tourists. It's not that we're antisocial or unwelcoming to the stranger; we're furthest from that. Visitors to these parts don't seem to understand...
Chimney Rock
North Carolina
My Dearest J,
Despite being beautiful here, I must admit holidays completely dominate the peaceful serenity of mountain life. The shop owners are preparing for winter, when only locals will be able to access privately. Words and stories will flow freely in truth without worry about upsetting misplaced sensibilities of a majority of tourists. It's not that we're antisocial or unwelcoming to the stranger; we're furthest from that. Visitors to these parts don't seem to understand...
#love
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
#WritingPoetry #RainerMariaRilke
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