Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Weird

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Midweek Motif ~ Weird

"We're all a little weird. And life is a little weird. And when we find someone whose weirdness is compatible with ours, we join up with them and fall into mutually satisfying weidness-- and call it love-- true love."---Robert Fullghum, True Love

"Human salvation lies in the hands of the creatively maladjusted"---Martin Luther King

"It's weird not to be weird"---John Lenon

Some people always think outside the box, and are recognized as being different, unique or even weird by the rest of the world.Such 'weirdness' is very important, inspiring and joyful to them.

May be we all have our own little quirks that sometimes make us visualize the commonplace world crossing the boundary of ordinary in a moment of transformation.

Wear that weird vision and write a poem. It may be about a place, person, dream, path, mood, habit, incident, fear or anything you might attach weirdness to.

A few poems to inspire you:

Weird Bird

by Shel Silverstein

Birds are flyin' south for winter.

Here's the Weird-Bird headin' north,

Wings a-flappin', beak a-chatterin',

Cold head bobbin' back 'n' forth.

He says, "It's not that I like ice

Or freezin' winds and snowy ground.

It's just sometimes it's kind of nice

To be the only bird in town."

Fork

by Charles Simic

This strange thing must have crept

Right out of hell.

It resembles a bird's foot

Worn around the cannibal's neck.

As you hold it in your hand,

As you stab with it into a piece of meat,

It is possible to imagine the rest of the bird:

Its head which like your fist

Is large, bald, beakless, and blind.

Discord in Childhood

by D. H. Lawrence

Outside the house an ash-tree hung its terrible whips,

And at night when the wind arose, the lash of the tree

Shrieked and slashed the wind, as a ship's

Weird rigging in a storm shrieks hideously.

Within the house two voices arose in anger, a slender lash

Whistling delirious rage, and the dreadful sound

Of a thick lash booming and bruising, until it drowned

The other voice in a silence of blood, 'neath the noise of the ash.

Please share your new poem using Mr. Linky below and visit others in the spirit of the community.

                               (Next week Susan's Midweek will be ~ Saint / Saintliness)