Monday, August 24, 2009

Monday's Muse

Poetry Quote of the Day:
Poetry is an orphan of silence. The words never quite equal the experience behind them.
~Charles Simic

First off, I must give a huge shout-out to Suzanne over at Tales of Extraordinary Ordinariness. I received my prize for winning her short story contest (and I just realized that while I posted about winning on Facebook, I don't think I did so here. *ahem* I WON THE SHORT STORY CONTEST!!!!! Seriously, one of the coolest things to happen to me - it was so fun!!)

Anyhow, my prize came the other day, and I've got to say it was one of the funnest prizes EVER. In addition to a Barnes & Noble gift card (which was promptly and giddily spent), I also received some awesome notepads, sticky notes, pens, Sharpies, a beautiful heart-shaped crystal paperweight (that my daughter has confiscated...it is her diamond), a couple fun books and best of all, a lucky rock that Suzanne found (I can use all the luck I can get...this now has a place of supreme honor on my computer desk).

So I'd just like to say a huge thanks to Suzanne for the awesome contest and wonderful prize. I highly recommend everyone enter her next contest. Super fun! :D

And now, onto our Monday Muse. This poem is a pantoum, from the chapter on this form of poetry in my non-fiction book.

The Club

Our eyes met across the floor.
The music beats in time with my heart.
How could I help but thirst for more?
You looked away and ripped my soul apart.

The music beat in time with my heart.
The lights above us pulsed and flashed.
You looked away and ripped my soul apart;
My sudden hopes and dreams were dashed.

The lights above us pulsed and flashed.
The smoke cleared and there you were.
My sudden hopes and dreams were dashed,
Bodies dancing around us in a blur.

The smoke cleared and there you were.
The crowd between us simply vanished,
Bodies dancing around us in a blur.
My sorrows and heartache were banished.

The crowd between us simply vanished.
How could I help but thirst for more?
My sorrows and heartache were banished.
Our eyes met across the floor.

7 comments:

T. Anne said...

Big congrats! Prizes? Too cool! The poem was gorgeous. I felt like I was there.

Lazy Writer said...

Congratulations! Loved the poem.

Kat Harris said...

I love the pattern of that poem. Very, very cool.

Congrats on your award.

FictionGroupie said...

Congrats on the win!

Eric said...

Congratz on winning the contest. That is too cool for words!

Suzanne said...

You are awesome. Thanks for the shout out!

Glad you liked the rock. It was my favorite part too....

Rebecca Knight said...

CONGRATS on the contest! :D That prize pack sounds awesome.