This week’s prompt:
I’m sick and tired, literally. Somehow I got a cold in the middle of August. I haven’t even been around people, yet somehow here I am with my throat throbbing and my nose so stuffed i can’t breathe. Good times.
I’ve tried to write three times, but just don’t have the concentration to even get coherent thoughts out. So instead, in honor of the theme, I’m posting a few of my favorite spoken word poems. I love poetry in all forms, but I love, love spoken word. Poetry comes alive when said, performed aloud.
Love her so much.
Sarah Kay is another favorite. I could’ve posted all of hers, but this one was just beautiful.
Instead of trying to come up with mangled words in my sick brain this week, I watched these two poets speak for me.
Do yourself a favor and go listen to their other poems too. Sometimes we need others to speak for us when we can’t.
sometimes we just gotta work within sick brains don’t we?
oh.. that line made me laugh “but what is a boy but a glowing thing learning what he can get away with.” LOL
i feel like that easily describes middle schoolers/teenagers as a whole. hahaha 🙂
Love these, Jordan, and I pray that you’ll feel better soon.
May I share my favourite poem with you? It’s by Housman.
These, in the day that Heaven was falling,
the hour when Earth’s foundations fled
followed their mercenary calling
and took their wages and are dead.
Their shoulders held the sky suspended;
they stood, and Earth’s foundations stay.
What God abandoned, these defended
and saved the sum of things for pay.
Yes, I was a mercenary, and proud to have been. We fought for those the rest of the world forgot.
#2 at FMF this week.
https://blessed-are-the-pure-of-heart.blogspot.com/2017/08/your-dying-spouse-351-this-will-all-be.html
Thank you for sharing these spoken word poems. I enjoyed them. Your neighbor in the #6 spot this week.
Spoken word poetry is awesome! Thanks for sharing these. Feel better soon friend!
“Sometimes we need others to speak for us when we can’t.”
Indeed. Rest well, friend. Hope you feel better soon!
Thank you for sharing. Poetry is meant to be spoken/read aloud. We miss so much if we read it quietly. I’m praying that you feel better soon. **hugs**