Category Archives: Blackout Poetry

September 10, 2018

Stoic – Manic Mondays

By Kat Myrman

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Stoic

i’d like to believe this will pass
all the stones are building a wall
we could reconcile the past
resurrect those bridges with
ancient stone, bring down the
cumbersome…too heavy, too
black, too wrong, too poor,
wanting, wanting more,
the bitter balance between
worlds…life has become too
white, too right, too rich, more
bitter…cumbersome…
life has become cumbersome
~kat

A Blackout Poem for Manic Monday’s Three-Way Challenge: Photo (above); Word: Stoic; Song: Cumbersome by Seven Mary Three (lyrics below with selected text in bold).

Cumbersome by Seven Mary Three
Lyrics (selected text for Blackout Poem in BOLD)

She calls me Goliath and I wear the David mask
I guess the stones are coming too fast for her now
You know I’d like to believe this nervousness will pass
All the stones that are thrown are building up a wall

I have become cumbersome to this world
I have become cumbersome to my girl

I’d like to believe we could reconcile the past
Resurrect those bridges with an ancient glance
But my old stone face can’t seem to bring her down
She remembers bridges, burns them to the ground

I have become cumbersome to this world
I have become cumbersome to my girl

Too heavy too light, too black or too white, too wrong or too right, today or
Tonight
Cumbersome
Too rich or too poor, she’s wanting me less and I’m wanting her more
The bitter taste is cumbersome

There is a balance between two worlds
One with an arrow and a cross
Regardless of the balance life has become
Cumbersome

Too heavy too light, too black or too white, too wrong or too right, today or
Tonight
Cumbersome
Too rich or too poor, she’s wanting me less and I’m wanting her more
The bitter taste is cumbersome

No, yeah I know now, know
Know now, know yeah
Your life has become cumbersome

Songwriters: Jason Knowles Pollock / Jason Lawrence Ross
Cumbersome lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, BMG Rights Management

 

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September 9, 2018

Autumn Whisper

By Kat Myrman

i know one thing
the crystal moon
of autumn, the fire,
the ash, everything
that exists, aromas,
light, metals, stop me
little by little, suddenly
the wind passes through
me, at the heart, where
i remember each hour,
sweetness, each day,
love repeated, nothing
is forgotten, love feeds
on love, beloved,
as long as it will

~kat

A Black Out poem for this weeks Sunday Writing Prompt inspired by the song “If You Forget Me” by Pablo Neruda, (full lyrics with Blacked Out words in bold text below) by Mind, Love Misery’s Menagerie.

If You Forget Me

By Pablo Neruda

I want you to know

one thing.

You know how this is:

if I look

at the crystal moon, at the red branch

of the slow autumn at my window,

if I touch

near the fire

the impalpable ash

or the wrinkled body of the log,

everything carries me to you,

as if everything that exists,

aromas, light, metals,

were little boats

that sail

toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,

if little by little you stop loving me

I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly

you forget me

do not look for me,

for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,

the wind of banners

that passes through my life,

and you decide

to leave me at the shore

of the heart where I have roots,

remember

that on that day,

at that hour,

I shall lift my arms

and my roots will set off

to seek another land.

But

if each day,

each hour,

you feel that you are destined for me

with implacable sweetness,

if each day a flower

climbs up to your lips to seek me,

ah my love, ah my own,

in me all that fire is repeated,

in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten, my love feeds on your love, beloved,

and as long as you live it will be in your arms

without leaving mine.

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September 3, 2018

Manic Monday – Departed

By Kat Myrman

MM3WDeparted

feel the air
the sun shining
never forget
wonder…dream…
remember, but
don’t look back
those days are gone
just let ‘em go
and be strong
you can be strong

~kat

A Black Out Poem for Manic Monday’s Three-Way Challenge: Word Prompt: Departed, Photo: (above) and Song: The Boys of Summer by Don Henley (lyrics with words bolded).

The Boys of Summer
Don Henley

Nobody on the road,
Nobody on the beach
I feel it in the air
The summer’s out of reach
Empty lake, empty streets
The sun goes down alone
I’m driving by your house
Don’t know you’re not home
But I can see you
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got your hair combed back
And your sunglasses on, baby
I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone
I never will forget those nights
I wonder if it was a dream
Remember how you made me crazy
Remember how I made you scream
I don’t understand what happened to our love
But, baby, I’m gonna get you back
I’m gonna show you what I’m made of
I can see you,
Your brown skin shining in the sun
I see you walking real slow
And you’re smiling at everyone
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone
Out on the road today I saw a Deadhead sticker on a Cadillac
A little voice inside my head said
Don’t look back, you can never look back
I thought I knew what love was
What did I know?
Those days are gone forever
I should just let ’em go, but
I can see you,
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got that top pulled down,
And that radio on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong,
After the boys of summer have gone
I can see you,
Your brown skin shining in the sun
You got that hair slicked back,
And those Wayfarers on, baby
And I can tell you my love for you will still be strong
After the boys of summer have gone

Songwriters: Don Henley / Michael W. Campbell

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August 27, 2018

Journey – Manic Mondays

By Kat Myrman

MM3WJourney

love with its passion will fly by,
tail lights in the night and the
questions, the waiting, the secret
burn, the pain, won’t stop
love is the red-eyed, fevered
hum of longing, knowing, still
expecting, sensing, when
there is no turning back
there is no turning back

 ~kat

For Manic Monday’s Three-Way Prompt Challenge: Word: Journey/Photo/Song: Big Log by Robert Plant.

Big Log 

My love is in league with the freeway
Its passion will ride, as the cities fly by
And the tail-lights dissolve, in the coming of night
And the questions in thousands take flight
My love is the miles and the waiting
The eyes that just stare, and the glance at the clock
And the secret that burns, and the pain that won’t stop
And its fuel is the years
Leading me on – leading me down the road
Driving beyond
Driving me down the road
My love is exceeding the limit
Red-eyed and fevered with the hum of the miles
Distance and longing, my thoughts do collide
Should I rest for a while at the side
Your love is cradled in knowing
Eyes in the mirror, still expecting they’ll come
Sensing too well when the journey is done
There is no turning back
No
There is no turning back
On the run
My love is in league with the freeway
Oh the freeway, and
The coming of night-time
My love
My love is in league with the freeway

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August 21, 2018

Manic Mondays – Hush

By Kat Myrman

 

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hush

in the dark
i’m frightened
of things
of falling down
trouble tells me
to hide
to fear
to keep inside
hush, hush
down
down
down
keep in line
hush
keep it down
voices carry,
darling
voices carry

~kat

For Manic Mondays Three-Way Prompt Challenge: Word – Hush, Photo above, Song – Voices Carry by Til Tuesday

Voices Carry 

I’m in the dark, I’d like to read his mind
But I’m frightened of the things I might find
Oh, there must be something he’s thinking of
To tear him away-a-ay
When I tell him that I’m falling in love
Why does he say-a-ay

Hush hush, keep it down now, voices carry
Hush hush, keep it down now, voices carry
Uh-ah

I try so hard not to get upset
Because I know all the trouble I’ll get
Oh, he tells me tears are something to hide
And something to fear-eh-eh
And I try so hard to keep it inside
So no one can hear

Hush hush, keep it down now, voices carry
Hush hush, keep it down now, voices carry
Hush hush, keep it down now, voices carry
Uh-ah

Oh!
He wants me, but only part of the time
He wants me, if he can keep me in line

Hush hush, keep it down now, voices carry
Hush hush, keep it down now, voices carry
Hush hush, shut up now, voices carry
Hush hush, keep it down now, voices carry
Hush hush, darling, she might overhear
Hush, hush – voices carry

He said shut up – he said shut up
Oh God can’t you keep it down
Voices carry
Hush hush, voices carry

I wish he would let me talk

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