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Four hours late and a dollar short (National Poetry Writing Month)

Posted in comics, god, haiku, loki, marvel, napowrimo, norse, poetry, writing on April 29th, 2010 by Hannibal Tabu
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Crap crap crap crap crap!

After all that big talk, I stumbled this close to the finish line. Wednesday just ran away from me, sorry, here’s a haiku to hold you over while I get it together for Friday, which will likely be two poems to finish strong and stick the landing.

Mischief is reward
Never mind why I do it
Know I am the fire that burns

“Loki”
By Hannibal Tabu

Yes, he’s the Michael Rosenbaum of Siege, so what? Bye!

Playing (Music): “Feelin’ Good” by Nina Simone

NOTE: Since this blog is automatically imported into my Facebook page, I apologize if you comment on it and I don’t respond, as I am taking a sabbatical from social networking for 2010. So me not responding is not personal, I just won’t see the comments … until 2011. Maybe. Also including this disclaimer on blogs, but you’re welcome to go to the blog itself and speak your mind, as I may look there …

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Workin’ For A Living (National Poetry Writing Month)

Posted in creativity, haiku, napowrimo, poetry, work, writing on April 27th, 2010 by Hannibal Tabu
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It’s funny to be able to envision the finish line already.

I approached this year’s NaPoWriMo with some trepidation. Thirty poems in thirty days, with a newborn in tow, a blog to migrate and a full time job to boot? Today, looking back on the discipline and focus it required, I feel better about my ability to get things done (and yes, my amazing Finnish smartphone plays a huge role in that — next stop, FTP!) and confident that I’ll have (at least) the first draft of my latest novel done by September.

But let’s stay focused — poetry time! Yes, it’s a haiku, shut up, I’m sleepy!

Tick tock time passing
Workplace quiet hangs heavy
rush hour hell desired

“I don’t feel like working today”
By Hannibal Tabu

There have been “toss out a haiku” days, but I’m pretty proud with many of these pieces, significant first drafts that I could build on. Looking back (as I suspect I won’t have time to do as the week draws to a close and I deal with the Blogger situation), I’ve liked …

… and some of the shorter pieces were okay, like “Digital Diva” or “Tanka: Nokia N900″ or “Cuddle Time” or even “The Seeming Flow of Thoughts Based On My Newborn’s Expressions”.

I notice some themes that recur — parenting, inspiration, characters I see either in fiction or every day life, even coming to grips with one’s self. I find this month’s batch an interesting examination and can’t wait to examine them more in workshops. I hope to compile an index of all of the pieces for the end of the month (today’s a good start, heh)

Just a few more days, y’all …

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NOTE: Since this blog is automatically imported into my Facebook page, I apologize if you comment on it and I don’t respond, as I am taking a sabbatical from social networking for 2010. So me not responding is not personal, I just won’t see the comments … until 2011. Maybe. Also including this disclaimer on blogs, but you’re welcome to go to the blog itself and speak your mind, as I may look there …

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The Mentalist (National Poetry Writing Month)

Posted in creativity, inspiration, napowrimo, poetry, writing on April 26th, 2010 by Hannibal Tabu
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Long weekend, dude, but got a gang of work done on … well, let’s put it this way: one thing happened today that is practically the test case for the sensibilities of Boobquake Day. The first episode of Ask Supasista, my wife’s completely-NSFW video blog/satirical advice show. It truly speaks for itself (although I have already blogged about it).

Aw, I’m trippin’ — this is about the poetry! Let’s do that …

Reach for contemplation
finding only atmospheric void.

Considering consideration
quest for concepts, dreams,
even half-considered recipes might do.

Chasing something faster
never catching up
not writer’s block, writer’s slowed
falling into gasps
arresting forward motion.

Breathe.
Respiration links man to divinity
Labored intake of air
expels death with every word
everything begins with every nascent inhale.

There.
In still certainty of “stop.”
Underneath eternity of second chances
embodied in rising and falling breastplate.
Ideas were waiting
for a moment to be still
a moment they could find you.

“Running Through My Mind”
By Hannibal Tabu

Finally, on a wholly unrelated note, never eat a 7-11 chicken salad sandwich. Trust me on that one. Argh. Moving on …

Playing (Music): “Think Of Me” by Lloyd

NOTE: Since this blog is automatically imported into my Facebook page, I apologize if you comment on it and I don’t respond, as I am taking a sabbatical from social networking for 2010. So me not responding is not personal, I just won’t see the comments … until 2011. Maybe. Also including this disclaimer on blogs, but you’re welcome to go to the blog itself and speak your mind, as I may look there …

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