Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016

I love poems that dig into the human soul, pull the dark bits that grow in the heart, and bring them out to dance in the light. Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month aims to explore the darkness that balances our bright. Walk with me… Let’s craft poetry full of that which makes us human.

Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016“Madonna of the Flowers”, by SunshineShelle

Participation is easy:
1. Write a poem based on the prompt provided for each day. As is always true of my events, this is not just for writers. If you are a painter, a sculptor, a potion maker, a charmer of vicious tiny Chihuahuas… you are invited to create art based on the prompts, just add a bit of poetry to it. You do not have to complete all the prompts in order to participate. Try one… or three… enjoy.

2. Starting on April 2nd, leave a link to your poem, as a comment, under the post I will provide for each prompt. Please include the title of your entry and the direct link to your post, for example – “Forgiveness and Memory”: http://magalyguerrero.com/forgiveness-and-memory/.

3. Have fun, read new friends, be a little wild… Nah, be wild a lot.

* Out of courtesy, please add the link to any prompt you use at the end of your post. Show others where to go. Spread the good word. Linking back to the source is good. I know good things. 😉

* Visit other Wicked Luvs taking part in the fun. This is not a rule. But what kind of party would this be, if everyone sat alone in his or her own little cyber corner? Mingling is good for the soul!

* Spam, or links unrelated to this event, will be deleted (and probably cursed for good measure).

I’ve listed the upcoming prompts below. I will publish a detailed post for each. They will go live at my Witching Hour (or 12:00am EDT). If you have questions, this is the place to ask them.

If you wish to join the Dark Poetry Cruellest yum, just leave me a comment telling me so (include a link to your blog or site), and I’ll add your name and site title to the list at the end of this post.

Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016

13 prompts, from April 2nd to April 30th

Apr 2nd – Has It Begun to Sprout? – Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016 (Day 1)
The title of this event was birthed out of my favorite bit in The Waste Land, by T.S. Eliot. It feels right to start Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016, by sprouting poems inspired by some of the lines I love most from Eliot’s work. Today, our poems will contain 1 of the 9 lines that follow:

April is the cruellest month, breeding
Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing
Memory and desire, stirring
Dull roots with spring rain.

“That corpse you planted last year in your garden,
Has it begun to sprout? Will it bloom this year?
Or has the sudden frost disturbed its bed?
Oh keep the Dog far hence, that’s friend to men,
Or with his nails he’ll dig it up again!”

Apr 4th – Write Me a Birthday Dirge – Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016 (Day 2)
The first time I heard the “Viking Birthday Dirge”, I nearly died laughing. Since my birthday is on April 5th, and this is Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, I believe a birthday dirge (with ridiculous amounts of raucous laughter) is only appropriate. So, Luvs, write me a birthday dirge!

Apr 6th – Idiots Herding the Blind – Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016 (Day 3)
Write a poem inspired by the following quote, from William Shakespeare’s Julius Caesar: “What a terrible era in which idiots govern the blind.”

Apr 8th – The Poesy of Side Effects – Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016 (Day 4)
After the last prompt, we’ll probably need something lighthearted (and deliciously insane) to shake up the gravity of government funk. I think I have just the thing: write a poem inspired by the side effects of a prescription drug. WebMD’s Drugs & Medications A-Z might help with this prompt.

Apr 10th – Care to Swirl with Me? – Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016 (Day 5)
Today, you pick the topic and I choose the form. Yep, my Wicked Luvs, we are going to brew a Triquain Swirl Poem. It will look like this: 3 – 6 – 9 – 12 – 9 – 6 – 3 – 6 – 9 – 12 – 9 – 6 – 3 (lines in multiples of 3, joining stanzas together on the seventh line, eliminating the space between stanzas. Our poem should stand at 13 lines. “Crab Apple Love” is a simple example.

Apr 13th – Let’s Haibun Her a Tale – Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016 (Day 6)
Let’s write a haibun inspired by Shelle Kennedy’s “Madonna of the Flowers”, the painting I used for this year’s banner. I’m rather curious to see the yummy poetry this piece will produce.

Apr 16th – Of Peculiar Fun and Me – Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016 (Day 7)
Write a poem inspired by this one-liner: “I enjoy Peculiar Fun” (One of my blackout Poem Bits; go HERE to see an image of the original piece).

Apr 18th – Fictitious Afflictions Symptoms – Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016 (Day 8)
Today, we’re going to write a poem full of symptoms from made up diseases. Here are a couple of ailing examples: Math Allergies, Candleholism (this one afflicts many witchy souls).

Apr 20th – Legendary Beings in Love – Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016 (Day 9)
Have you ever wondered how El Chupacabra, Medusa, the Loch Ness Monster, the Bride of Chucky… might charm prospective mates? Well, I have. And today, we’ll write poems that explore the courtship rituals we imagine take place between some of our favorite monstrously misunderstood creatures.

Apr 22nd – On Her Day, Gaia Wails – Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016 (Day 10)
On Earth Day, we’ll write poems from the point of view of Gaia, focusing on issues such as pollution, overpopulation, natural resource depletion, climate change, loss of bio-diversity, deforestation… CEF offers an overview of Environmental Problems we can choose from.

Apr 25th – Beyond the Ever After – Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016 (Day 11)
The first time I read “Little Red Riding Hood”, I got so angry I could spit. I remember thinking that someone needed to have serious words with Little Red’s mother (and perhaps kick the negligent woman a bit). Seriously, my Wicked Luvs, what sort of head case sends a child alone into a woods full of things that can bite her child’s head off? I’ve always hoped someone would go back to deal with the mother’s nonsense… I mean, I can’t be the only one who wants to know what happens to characters after the end of some classic fairy tales. Today, we’ll write poems that describe what we believe might have happened beyond the following “happily ever afters”:

“Cinderella”
“Jack and the Beanstalk”
“The Little Mermaid”
“Little Red Riding Hood”
“Rapunzel”

Apr 27th – Poetizing Japanese Folklore – Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016 (Day 12)
Today is Rommy’s birthday. And I wish to celebrate the anniversary of my friend’s birth with poetry that explores one of her favorite topics. So we shall write poems inspired by Japanese myth and lore.

Apr 30th – Yesterday Never Dies – Dark Poetry for the Cruellest Month, 2016 (Day 13)
If for any reason, you weren’t able to participate in all of this event’s prompts, today you’ll have the opportunity to go back and revisit. However, if like moi, you completed every prompt, then you can travel even further back, and choose a prompt from NaPoWriMo with Magaly Guerrero 2015. You did those two? Wow! Your poetic bone must be very sharp. Well, we have another choice, fly over to the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads and write a poem inspired by that site’s April 30, 2016, prompt.

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Wicked Darling Participants

A Dash of Sunny (Sanaa)
Daydream Believer (Gina)
Emotion (Sometimes) Recollected in Tranquility (Esther)
Gypsy Spirit Rising (Holly)
Khaya Ronkainen (Khaya)
Kestril’s Rhythms and Groove (Rommy)
Magaly Guerrero
Mary Ann Farley
Moonstruck Musings of a Painter (Sarah)
The Passionate Crone (Rosemary)
Pen and Feather (Sharon)
Rasz Art (Robin)
Sunshine and Daisies, if you pls. (Amy)
SunshineShelle (Shelle)

Forgiveness and Memory

Leaving her here (with him… alone) makes my heart choke in the pumping of its own blood. But neither instinct nor logic can bring moonlight into eyes that have been shut.

She’s shaking. Not with dread (as she should), but with hope-filled pleasure fed by what lies behind the flash of his sharp teeth. A storm of stillborn action, dammed by my promise to her, thunders behind my eyeballs, threatening to flood the place with reasons why she should run.

Watching his paw possess the small of her back, I yearn for dark woods, for a cottage, and an ax. He presses his snout to her cheekbone. Not the one shadowed by purplish oozing towards green, but the one that sits under unmarred flesh… the one that’s yet to meet his love’s knuckled kiss.

I drop her running-from-his-hell bag at the threshold.

She detangles her body (but not her Self) from him, and walks to the door to hug me goodbye. “Change that face,” she whispers. “I’ve forgiven his mistake.”

I hug her tight against my chest, wanting to hide her cheekbones under my rib cage. With her fragility so close to my despair, I can’t stop the storm from gently thundering into her hair. “Forgiveness is best served with a side order of memory.”

the bright of the moon
casting shadows in winter,
shrouds man-made ruins

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inspired by “Forgiveness”,
winner of the ninth Expanding Bits of Fiction and Poetry into Haibun
and linked to dVerse (Haibun Monday, 9)

Gaijin Geisha, by Shelle Kennedy“Gaijin Geisha”, by Shelle Kennedy
(The first time I saw this painting, I wondered about what thoughts could have put that look on the geisha’s face… I guess now I know.)