Shovel sodden leaves; mulch sticks to your spade.
Ignore screams from earnest worms recycling autumn.
Listen. You hear only space
embrace a clean swept path,
navigating every clumsy splice from a dull blunt edge,
catapulting towards a job well done.
Except the nightcrawlers are still screaming
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Teresa Renton
Inhaling life, exhaling stories, poetry, prose, flash or fusions. An imperfect perfectionist who writes and recycles words. I write because I love how it feels to make ink patterns & form words, like pictures, on a page.
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I Blame You, Moon
Empress of twilight and beyond, you’ve outstayed your welcome. Come alone, I asked you, yet you brought the night– libertine, fluid, and turbulent, swirling eddies through my voids, which were not for its blackness to fill. My silences were not your invitations.
By Teresa Renton2 years ago in Poets
'20/20'
"Do It Again" the track that would ultimately open the Beach Boys final album on Capitol Records which was released on February 10th 1969 had originally been released as a single in August of 1968. The track was the first of many post-Pet Sounds era throwbacks to the early Beach Boys sound which would become continually more cliched and eventually lead the Beach Boys to the level of self-parody they would eventually succumb to in the 1980s while their closest contemporaries The Beatles nearing the end of their run in 1969 would go on to be viewed as the most influential band of all time. However, the song itself is not bad on its surface, and it opens with a futuristic sounding (for 1969) drumbeat captured by then-Beach Boys engineer Stephen Desper using tape delays on the drums performed by Dennis Wilson and John Guerin. The song has been re-recorded numerous times over the years on various Beach Boys-related projects most notably the 2011 re-recording at Capitol studios featuring the five surviving Beach Boys at the time backed instrumentally by various members of both the Brian Wilson Band and Mike Loves touring "Beach Boys" to promote the then upcoming Beach Boys 50th Anniversary reunion tour in 2012. The hammering and power drill sound at the end of the song was an excerpt from a track called "Workshop" that was to be a part of the uncompleted "SMiLE" album.
By Sean Callaghan8 days ago in Beat
Comments (17)
well done
Wow, what an efficacious call for consideration for the little things, in this case, the worms. While we are going about with our responsibilities, we could be destroying something in the process. Nicely done.
There is a LOT taking place in the silence! What a lesson and guidance for all to just stop and listen. Good job Teresa!
I like the clever contrast between the cleaning up of an ordinary chore, and the potential destruction being done to nature's little cleaners. "earnest worms recycling autumn."- such a neat line Teresa!
So profound! Phenomenal job!! 🤩
I love the specific-ness of this, feels like a nail being hammered home. Best of luck in the challenge!
Breathtaking, haunting, and simply brilliant, Teresa! 😍
This is superb! Strong scene setting and imagery! Haunting too!
Ah, Ms Renton, another sterling piece for your collection of inspiring poetry. This is very poignant and love that you managed to pull that from us as readers about something like worms. Life is life, I guess, without sounding too hippyish! Well done - what a stunning entry! Good to see you publishing something, too!
Lots of pain here. Lovely work though Teresa! 😊
Whoaaa, this was so poignantly beautiful! Loved your poem+
Something about digging and the mention of worms. I could smell your scene, if that doesn't sound too weird.
Oh, those poor worms. I can (not) hear them screaming still. This leaves a powerful impression, and also confronts the reader with other possibilities for how we can be (willfully?) oblivious to the pain we inflict on others. The choice to use 2nd person amplifies this impact.
Literally and metaphorically brilliant!
Good entry.
Ooooh. How have you managed to make me feel bad for worms?
this gave me shivers...