Snapping the Written Work 001

I’ve been busy art journaling, and so have not blogged on the regular basis that I had planned. And recently I discovered #The100DayProject, and thought this could be a way to challenge myself, and utilize my blog the way I promised myself and my followers. I really wanted to snap a photo of my poetry writing process, including the written poem, but I found that on Instagram, you can’t click on a photo and zoom in like you can in many other programs and platforms. I don’t know enough about Instagram because I don’t use it hardly at all. So, I’m going to take the photo the way I intended and then create a blog post with the poem typed so you can read it.


The warship is coming.
Our own undoing, no accident.
Break this tide of progress.
Graffiti this myth
Of 2,000 years.
The shame and smash;
The weakness and wreck.
Bad luck my friends.
Your iconoclast.
The warship is coming.
The warship is coming.
Why is breaking bad on my watch?
Seize this social media.
Bring down the bells, the flags,
The mini-golf courses.
Deface assassinations,
Pillage towers, devour debt,
Mangle the matriarchy.
Your mythoclast.
The warship is coming.

4/4/18

Copyright Kristian J. Duncan

The Daily Post Photo Challenge – Silence

Minutes passed before I realized when I had taken this photo – so long ago.

My ex, and I were headed out to Duette, Florida as part of our newspaper delivery route (such a place really should not be named). She was speeding down route 64, and I was playing around with my real camera – a Canon AE-1.

It was the middle of the night, hanging out the passenger window of a dilapidated conversion van, in the heat of summer.

We always had music on. Loud music – a combination of punk, post-punk, so-cal punk, southern punk, mod, fractal mindbreakingsocalled music!

But after I snapped this photo, and had it developed (which probably took forever for me to get done), it became something else.

It became that sensation of closed ears, and without ringing; just the solitude of a temporary quiet going on.

Kjd

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Silence