I have written several pieces in which I offer my observations about poetry and opine on the characteristics of a compelling poem:
From my journal:
Good poetry is characterized by conjured mental images via compelling and engaging language.
These are my published comments on poetry. I have more thoughts percolating in my head, but before I attempt to capture them here, I would like to hear from all you Medium poets (at least the ones who are among my followers) your thoughts on the subject.
So I offer this challenge: What makes for good poetry? Your analysis can be captured in an essay or a poem. Please use the tags “Writing Challenge” and “Poetry” and tag me (Rusty Alderson) in your submission. …
In memory of my friend who tried to give herself an abortion — R.I.P.
You knew, long before reliable signs were there,
The ageless mystery, normally full of promise, could not entice your joy.
The interwoven threads of morality, necessity, instinct, and survival
Disguised the gift that the universe was generously bestowing
The seed had been planted, but you couldn’t bear it. Survival only,
For with poverty and without prospect, there really was no option.
The endowment you carried would grow — a parasite, suckling possibility
Until it ran as dry as the nanny’s teat.
So poor, so precarious, you could not even turn to the mercenary minions
Who would wield their profane blades on unsuspecting worms —
Sweet vermiform whose invocation speaks of miracles and magic,
But whose fetid fortune forecast wretched ruin. …
Who are the thousands of writers on Medium? They are as varied as snowflakes. They are all from their own unique history and aggregation of life-experiences.
Have you ever examined the profile blurbs of the Medium authors you encounter. If you have, then it will come as no surprise that there is such variety extant among us writers. But if you have never payed much attention, then you are in for a treat!
I am a social entrepreneur, activist and psychotherapist,
A CEO, executive coach, real estate investor,
Copyeditor, family law attorney, and English teacher.
Would you believe that I am a science journalist,
Writer, artist, and ex-politician. …
“Each day the world is brand new. Expect to be surprised. Expect miracles.” — Rusty Alderson
The grogginess soon wears off
Although it is quite persistent
Wearily, warily, I stifle a scoff
Toward laziness I am resistant
My drowsiness wishes to stay in bed
It’s never been my better half
It tries to rule what’s in my head
But instead it just makes me laugh
I remember all of the things to do
And that gets my blood a racing
I realize now there are quite a few
They all gather into what I am facing
This is how I get up in the morning
Looking forward to finding my voice
At last I’m compelled to heed my own warning
“Today is a new day — rejoice!” …
Hi. My name is Ralph C. “Rusty” Alderson, and I am many things — husband, father, grandfather, writer, environmentalist, “retired,” etc. (keep reading for the full enchilada).
I am going to reveal who I am by telling some of the stories which expose different aspects of my life, starting with a basic historical sketch, and continuing with a synopsis of the important things I have learned over the years.
I was born in Kansas City, Missouri (that’s pronounced Kan-city Missourah, as any true Kansas-Citian knows. I grew up in a K.C. suburb on the Kansas side, called Prairie Village. …