It’s been quite a bit of time since I wrote in here, and quite a long stretch since I regularly posted at all. I’ve mentioned numerous times that the animal advocacy eats up my time, and, well….there you go.
A friend (hi, Marie!) recommended that I regularly write and post poetry based on advocacy issues. Now, I can’t control when, if, or in what way The Muse will strike, and I want every piece to be as perfect as I can make it, especially for something so meaningful. It’s hard not to get sing-songy and cheesy when you’re chasing after something so heart-felt, at least in my experiences. And really hard not to force it out which, of course, makes it SOUND forced.
In previous posts I mentioned how seeing the cases of animals needing to be pulled from shelters to avoid euthanasia and petitions against abuse (which include photos), etc., batter the brain, leaving images burned in the mind’s eye. It is in response to these images that I wrote a poem back in April in one of my writers’ groups. We were given a prompt to use, and this prompt was “A picture is worth a thousand words”.
Here is my creation:
A Picture is Worth a Thousand Words
Pictures of those gathered, or alone,
Beaten, abandoned, starved to bone,
With burned and scarred and ravaged hides:
A death blow thrown to my insides.
Their faces shown, which overwhelm,
Await release to another realm,
Stares unfocused, fixedly seared,
And souls that long-since disappeared.
Suffering I can’t understand,
Yet this is brought by human hand.
These inflictions: craven, disgusting,
When they were bred to be so trusting!
Relentless harm, though victims yield;
No longer shall this be concealed!
Words can’t state the horrors shown;
Of cruelties for which we must atone!
These wicked ways must be undone,
These countless pictures reduced to none.
Dedicated to those that fight for animal rights and welfare, and, more importantly, to the animals themselves.
© 2012 Jordan Alan Fox
I hope you like it, as I am incredibly proud of it. I’ll admit it’s actually hard to read it myself without getting choked up.
In other news, I was the featured poet at a coffee house near me on August 3rd. There was 2 hours of total time. I picked 18 poems out and practiced reciting them to get it to about 30 minutes, including time to give a background on certain pieces. That would leave plenty of time for the “open forum” after my “set” in which others could choose to share their work.
I believe it went well, but I have to admit that the group of 15-20 people there were friends or friends of the woman that set the whole thing up. She is the same woman from one of my groups that asked me to do the “He Said/She Said” Valentine’s reading. I’m scheduled to do another one in October, plus an open mic night 10 days later. I will read the poem above, for sure.