PAD 2014 – A Photomontage of Me

Hello everyone;

I did say "haphazardly" participating in the April PAD Challenge. This is why day one is being posted after day two.
Day 1 prompt of "write an optimistic poem"

Not Dead Yet, Me

Is it really such a tragedy
that my sentences are raggedy
words tread together by similarity?
The conversation is still defiantly
expressions of me.

Is it really such a travesty
that I wander aimlessly?
When I can travel through time so easily
…our life history
…a life lived outrageously.

Is it really such a disparity
that I have forgotten the melody
of your name? Still there’s some clarity….
I know the feelings of family
and passions intensity.

Is it really such an indignity
that something once familiar is now a novelty.
Or that simple tasks escape me.
I still dance to life’s jamboree
and sing majestically.

Is it really such a finality
even as I become more absentee?
There is plenty of life in my legacy.
Don’t bother writing my eulogy,
when there’s still time to create a memory.

©2024 Delaina Miller

Day 7

Today’s prompt to write a self-portrait poem. Now you get to see apart of the cyborg within.

Hannah Hoch "Beautiful Girl" ca 1920 — Hannah Hoch “Beautiful Girl” ca 1920

A Photomontage of Me

Scissors and glue
maybe a canvas or two.
The self cannot be seen
without a montage of all things.
I think Hannah Höch believed this as true.

Industry and war
though these might be one in the same.

Baby dolls and childish things,
for me it was Mrs. Beasley and sock monkeys.

Bicycle rides in the middle of the night
when a nine year old’s dreams would wake
her from sleep to fret about bumps in the night
and men with hairy chins. Never once thinking
she put herself out there for him.

The suffocating silence to discover
difference is not all it is cracked up to be.
The ill fitting mask I wore made it hard to see
the worth of me. Charlie had his angels
but what to make of me?

I am more like Hannah Höch’s “Beautiful Girl”
bits and bobs cut out and removed
from an origin or place. Redesigned by another
defined and explained by a society. Always looking
for a museum wall to swing from.

To read what others created for their self-portrait poem go to Poetics Aside