I found this little critter when I went to throw my trash away, so I decided to dedicate a goofy poem to him. An original by D.P.
The Adventures of Sir Percival, Explorer of the Great Pit and Destroyer of All That is Unwanted
Fear not, good Sir
when white sacks rain upon you
for they are your dragons to slay.
Your bravery in the face
of all that is foul and cast out
Live well, noble scavenger.
Do not burry your head in shame,
but burry it in treasures,
for it is you who
lives in the filth of others
and thrives on all that is unwanted.
Yes, it is a grimy affair,
but it is you who does it
Feast tonight, noble scavenger.
These are just some of today’s random observations. Less poem and more statements. Can’t win them all. Sometimes everyday things just get you thinking and I’m sure there will be more random observations in the future. College is a strange and wonderful place.
So here are some Tidbits
People speaking on phones in public places
should not be offended
by strange looks
when yelling or crying.
The bus is no place for
break ups, and
the cafe is no place for
Though I understand
sometimes life happens where it happens.
People who like to catcall unsuspecting women
should not be offended
when they get flipped off.
Sometimes it’s appropriate to forget manners
and respond withinappropriateness.
It is best not to dishthat which you cannot take, boys.
People wearing shorts with boots in 40 degree weather
should not be offended
if they receive little to no sympathy
when they complain
of being cold.
Pants were invented for a reason,
perhaps it’s time
you embrace them.
Weather may happen when it happens,
but there are forecasts, and
chances are there is an app for that.
People who are offended by this
should not be offended
I’m sure you hold your own judgements,
or if that is not why you are offended,
then perhaps it is best
that you take some free advice.
Have a wonderful day.
I hope everyone is having a great day cooking, watching the parade, and being with family! Here’s a poem to take your mind off the stress of cooking.
The delicious smell from the kitchen
after hours of stuffing,
preparing the perfect meal,
is calling my name.
I think it’s time to listen.
Hopefully your kitchen tastes as wonderful as mine,
your family together, loving and living,
so have a happy Thanksgiving
for now it is time to dine!
And by golly am I going to take it. Coffee Cup Poems is taking a week hiatus in honor of Thanksgiving, the holiday famous for overeating. There may be a surprise or two during the week, but I will definitely be back scribbling on cardboard cups by the Monday after, so if you actually check this daily do not fear! I wish you all a happy, family and food filled holiday week. Please don’t get trampled on black friday. Love, D.P.
A poem short, sweet and somewhat of a joke. I made do with a starbucks brand cup today, but their holiday spirit makes a terribly poor canvas. All the better for a terribly poor poem? Seeing as Oklahoma has finally decided to resemble fall, I chose to talk about the wilting of my favorite tree, the weeping willow. Enjoy and giggle if you will at this ode by D.P.
Oh why, oh why, oh willful willow,
do you so weakly weep?
You see all hills across the meadow,
your shadow they doth keep.
Such life and love sprout from your branches
and vitality and faith flow through your roots,
your leaves so graceful yet violent in dances
as the whipping wind wraps around your braids.
Oh bear be your sadness oh tearful tree,
the weeping of the willow must cease to be.
Thanks to everyone who voted for my submission. We won the GOOD contest, which is awesome because I never win anything. Literally. I’m no Charlie Sheen when it comes to winning. So small victory for Coffee Cup Poems today. Hopefully my humble blog can get some hype or encourage others to put their poetry and art on display in the world!
Thank you GOOD for supporting creativitiy during our daily lives. Today was document something you made day on twitter, and I made it on the GOOD slideshow… even got the article thumbnail. You guys should check it out!
Sometimes the sounds of construction get a tad annoying, which is bad news because there is always something under construction. That, and how awful that banging noise out my window is, is what I was thinking when I scribbled this out on the coffee cup (another first drafter, so sorry about the oddness of it all).
Construction is Annoying/Rebuilding Life by D.P.
Buildings and monuments being torn apart
to make room for the new, to begin to reconstruct
the aged, to transform, improve, upgrade the past
to make something current, and something to last.
We play with life as if it were legos,
shuffling the blocks into place like gods
and changing faces with a snap and pop
wishing to exchange our pasts like better toys.
The physical world is in a state of renovation,
in service of the restlessness of innovation,
but I think it’s a form of sublimation,
although going under the knife is revelation.
Two for the price of one! I wrote the first very short poem for tonight; however during class we had a small exercise to write a poem based of Van Gogh’s Starry Night, and I thought I would share both. So here are two, very short, original poems by D.P. Have a wonderful night!
Let Your Page Be Your Skin
is not always a tattooed man.
Remember that when you take up a pen.
Black flames cut into the sky
emptiness in the blue night
filled with stars of life
the darkness leaves a space.
This semester is different than many before due to the fact that I have more freedom both in what I chose to read for class and to read in my free time. Thus, I have been devouring books, old and new. I have raided the shelves of Barnes & Nobles for all those contemporary releases that I’ve been missing. This post is somewhat of a departure from the Coffee Cup series, but so much of writing is directly related to reading. What themes are influencing you, what styles? The bigger reader one is, the bigger writer one is. Now, that is not necessarily a rule of thumb but it is what I believe. So here are some of the books I’ve read since summer’s end. (I think instead of summarizing, I’ll simply comment on the books for times sake)
- Freedom, Jonathan Franzen: It’s long, but not slow. I think perhaps I expected more from this book because of the hype surrounding it, however I found that it lacked depth. My general feeling after completing it was that the same points could have been made with much less fluff and ink. Not that a text requires depth to be enjoyable, yet that is what I was led to believe by reviews. Freedom on Amazon
- The Magician King, by Lev Grossman: The sequel to The Magicians. I was really excited for this one. It did not let me down, but there could of been more. It ended with a whisper, and very obviously hinting at a third book. The alternating story lines of Julia and Quentin were new compared to the narrative style of the last book, but I also found it fresh. If you enjoyed the first one, the second is no disappointment. The Magician King on Amazon
- Luka and The Fire of Life, by Salman Rushdie: Another sequel (to Haroun and the Sea of Stories), and Rushdie captures the same magic of the first book with less of the overt political allegory. As in most of Rushdie’s novels, he creates a world of magic that is both thrilling and captivating; as are his excellent prose. I would certainly recommend this for any age, even if you haven’t read its predecessor. Luka and the Fire of Life on Amazon and Haroun and the Sea of Stories
- The Book of Sand and Shakespeare’s Memory, by Jorge Luis Borges: It’s Borges’ short stories. enough said. He leads you, as usual, through labyrinths and riddles that are rewarding and perplexing. I strongly urge reading Borges, because I believe he is one of the most influential and greatest writers of the 20th century. No joke. Borges on Amazon
- Swamplandia! by Karen Russell: Good debut novel. Again, this is a book that can be enjoyed by many different ages. The world she creates in the swamps of Florida is enchanting, however Russell fools readers into believing in things that are not what they seem. Readers feel what the 13 year old protagonist, Ava, feels–a mix of naivety and the childish wisdom she comes to possess. My only complaint about this book is that the ending, after a dark twist, wraps up very quickly. I suppose I wanted more. Swamplandia! on Amazon
- The Good Thief, by Hannah Tinti: Another book that spans young adult and adult interests. I loved this book. I thought the adventure was wonderful, and yet executed with a muted darkness that truly takes skill to convey with such subtlety. It is a quick read and well worth your time. The Good Thief on Amazon
- The Book Thief, by Markus Zusak: This is shelved in the YA lit section, but it is a true crossover. Zusak’s novel is told through the eyes of death, which is always interesting, and is a unique point of view and narrative style; especially on a subject, WWII and the Holocaust, that has such a wide selection and readership. Like the other crossover-esque novels, the writing is sophisticated enough for older generations to enjoy. The Book Thief on Amazon
There are a few more, but I think I’ll stop now for the sake of overwhelming you. If you noticed, there is somewhat of a commonality in some of these novels in their ability to bridge adult and young adult readers’ interests. That is something I consider very difficult, especially with the amount of YA fiction being pumped out at a fast rate, but I feel that many of these books will urge both teenagers and adults to put down fast reads like Vampire books and James Patterson, in exchange for something that is well worth the extra time.