This is a record for me. I have composed and now am posting my second Poetry Bus poem in two days! I posted for Muse Swings yesterday and then came across a post by Jeanne Iris of Revolutionary Revelry for the New Year’s bus. Of course, having read Jeanne’s prompt options, my brain started to do its own thing (unbeknownst to me) and I awoke this morning at about 5:00 with this idea in my head and after a further doze, by 8:30 it had really come into its own.
Being one also, who has no will-power when it comes to sharing my poems, I am compelled to put this out there straight away and have no strength to hold it back until the New Year (or even a day or so before). Besides, I may be out on New Year’s Eve (although, more than likely I’ll be in bed before 12 p.m. and sleeping soundly).
So, it is with some guilt that I give you this – early, but no one can say I’m not enthusiastic!
With the waning of this year, 2010, we should take this time to thank Peadar O’Donoghue (Totalfeckineejit), for having dreamed up this idea of a Poetry Bus in the first place—for taking us on a series of wild rides to get us started and then giving us the chance to grab the wheel and step on the gas! I know this enterprise has been the source of many of my best poems and ideas and it has also given me the opportunity to read some of the finest work out there in the blog-world.
I’m also delighted to be included in the annals of the Poetry Bus Magazine (get over to that site and order your copy if you don’t have one!) and to have become a part of the voyeuristic participants who look in on the Glór Spoken Word Sessions ustream held on Monday nights at the International Bar in Dublin and hosted by the fine poet, Stephen James Smith. (Gosh, isn’t the internet wonderful?)
We are all, certainly, looking forward to writing more for the weekly rides and perhaps the Mag itself. And surely, we’ll be picking up some new strays along the way who will prove to be great discoveries and we’ll welcome them with full passes for a seat on the Bus.
Here’s to the New Year! May we all keep our health, our hearts and our heads and may we find ourselves back here next year, to say the same.
All the best,
Kat
CONTINUUM
Sound of wheels
whooshing by
on damp pavement
beneath the still and silent
antique trees
I lie under the duvet
atop the feather bed
on the floor
in the back room
of the apartment
by the exit
on level three
of the building
behind the cookie factory
above the expressway
to the Queen’s highway
running into the city
in the province
with the Capitol
of the country
on the continent
of North America
between two oceans
on the planet
in the solar system
of the galaxy
in the universe
once created.
I am conscious
of evolving
time and space
at the finish
“going forward”
after midnight
and the inevitable things that will change in 365 days by the time we reach this point again.
Kat Mortensen©2010