Showing posts with label SpokenWordUniversity. Show all posts
Showing posts with label SpokenWordUniversity. Show all posts

Saturday, February 22, 2014

An Documentary Inspiration Poem

The following poem was inspired by Blue Apple Theatre Company's
BBC Video of Hamlet Production can be found:


The content below is not wholly endowed with positivity
Some of it is inspired by initial reactions to a beautiful life discovery
That a child born into this world might be less than 'the status-quo healthy norm'
But that is not the whole story, the heart grows with the blossoming diagnosis
Warm scars cover the wounds of once cold looking down eyes
So that the achievement of acceptance and hope can happen

The following rings true 
In this, as in every tale...

How can we love someone, if we don't accept them?
How can we accept someone, if we don't understand them?
How can we understand someone, if we spend no quality time with them?
So it is with love, oft it grows upon us with time
With trials, smiles and understanding
That hope is absolutely...
Necessary

Without Further Ado

Blue Apple Syndrome Seed

Blue rose seed
Prey of great trials
Psalms of grief in harmony
Frail light child song awakening
Prolific doubt can rest easy
Hope rescues shapes
A future at stake
On life's stage

Theatrical rise
Awakened senses
A singing bell defeat
Threat of silence ended
No womb fragile abnormality
Courageous life stage protagonist
Vibrant chiselled portrayed smile
Adversity sculpted honest hero
Waking a family's acceptance
Dramatic acting achievement
Shakespeare's flag to raise
Banner of Hamlets loss
Waking the blue apple
In a mother's eye
From depression
 and nightmares
Of a life lost

Degenerate 21
Hereditary altercation
Would be parents fallacy
Acting on life's diagnostic stage
Narrow view of our god's image redefined
Failed regulated right to life's health check up
Cleansing our Father in heaven chromosome prayer
Genetic disorderly prenatal screening opted misconduct
Fallen blue face struggling to breath face down apple syndrome
Cure for an unavoidably daily wounded mother's heart sick detour of thought
Vocal no more than a singularity moment's never answered thank God wish
Umbilical chords strangling prayers of children by blood's own hands
Academy of cursed angels voice boxes singing holy fire spells
Casting oracle seer's no future for kid killer's incantations
Invoked upon selfish unspoken hive greedy mind psalms
Vomited spiritually defining juncture of spoken words
Gesture messages in a bottle to heaven minted sent
Eternal habitat ran out of hallowed supplies
Bearing the metallic titanium bone weight
Of amputated womb prayer attempts
At selling a child's untested soul
Into hell's unending traffic
Or a divine purgatory
Ghost town colony
A forever prison
Press enter...
To continue?

Blue apple embryo
Seed of immense trials
Prey of narrow God Psalms
Poems wrought of comfort wishes
Where hope lay isolated from joy in chains
Caught between depression and madness
Frail child's life misinterpretation
Weary faith diary unfolded
A Mother's understanding
And love's acceptance
Journal of compassion
She writes now

Nature's dramaturgy 
Teleporting selfish dreams
Disrespectful comfort sickness
Ineffective security wound clots
Weakness ailment  avails no smile
Beauty of dismantling points of view
Transmission of a young life's aspirations 
Hope's cure lingers behind grey clouds
Characters of a hive mind disapproval
Inner cultural norm breakdown
Tempting malady depression
Bad thought habit kick
Invoke a feeble smile
Awe's testimony
Amidst hope's turbulence
Rearranging the illicit sadness tide
Fallen wonder re-established
Wounds peace cauterized
Acceptance discovery
Understanding is...
Sanguine's smile
Eternal

Blue life seed
Stage ever presence
Glittering edged sword
Smile of a newborn combatant
Gene besieged tiny heroic vessel
Malady champion assaulting life's plot
Braving the social intolerant stigma
Tireless faithful smile harbinger
Imposing wondrous charm
From an endless source
A joyous family scene 
Embodying equality
This is acceptance
Expounding
Hope

Friday, February 21, 2014

Community Interest Company: A Non-Profit Start Up. S.W.U

     Spoken Word University is a non-profit Community Interest Company Start Up that is taking a new stance on performance poetry, bringing the sate go the poet.  Through digital platforms on the web and smart phone, performers and listeners alike will be able to log in to The Hub and access The Auditorium for daily events; such as workshops, poetry slams, short story readings, rehearsals, exercises and small group recitals. 
     Spoken Word University also offers new poets a chance to memorize and recite in a small groups and at smaller events, the 'Spoken Word Prayer,' it might sound a bit silly, but there is courage to be found in speaking together, helping the shy to be bold, empowering the the voiceless to find their vocal chords and ending the threat of silence, once and for all!
     Participants events will receive recognition, bursaries and prizes ranging from; interviews and reviews of their work, tech (hardware and software) as well as being sponsored as performer of the month, having their art broadcast over all mediums Spoken Word University endorses and beyond, reaching out to other organizations. 
    And so the prophecy of online poetry continues... Yeah right, silly noob. Enjoy, have a great Friday night, stay safe, create and keep in touch ya'll!
In earnest anticipation of,
Juton

Thursday, February 20, 2014

The Power of Lines

What one simple word spawns,

     Resurrects another from the nether, for an ethereal realm of invisible shadow fires synapses in an overture that holds true to the power of anyone's tale. For as we read another's so too do we relive our own, through smell and sight amidst deaf tones of an uncertain future, humanity must hold true to empathy! So that we might reach out to one another, on this majestic, yet oft overtly greedy and inhumane, sandcastle earth.

In earnest anticipation of,
Juton

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

Challenging Stereo Art Types

The integration of words,

     While S.W.U manoeuvres its Start Up Self into position to become a world renowned source for the future of Poetry, Spoken Word and mixed media text-art, let us, in the meanwhile, consider what Spoken Word might look like if it we were to read it as if it were produced in said form of prose.

     It might look like the following, holding strongly laced prose to a political, social or inhuman to our earth stance. See below for Malefic Condescension III

Prophetic seer's groan,

     Pure urge of a peaceful vision clause trapped in the heart's of undeserving greedy men who stand as a beacon of apathy at the end of lethargy's dusty hateful rage penetrating nature's light with unkindness house of battle never won dread forever yet naught in a future of cries where inhumanity the only virtue of Avarice bride of the shallow unbelieving who reside above the moral trench wars.

In earnest anticipation of,

     The above is one in a sequence of poems that holds weighty connotation towards a particularly narrow point of unoriginal view, held by so many unhappy folk today. Unhappiness, discontentment, these are the reasons why I delve into the poetic depths and continuously search to inspire the opposition; acceptance, equality, hope...

     Poetry, and in particular Spoken Word, has magnificent well word woven structure, the metaphor and double think (in jest and parody usually) that are lived out on stage, under constant threat of silence, are astounding. The passion to create, the daring to perform... Alone! And yet, poetry's reach is not so grand, at least not yet, possibly it shall never be.

     But that doesn't mean we have to hold ourselves ransom to the threat of silence; not from an audience or praise from our families and friends, for the emotions, the moral trench conviction, all the creativity and passion held within and said allowed or written, are the vehicle for change.

    S.W.U Seeks to utilize the web to bring together poets from all over the world, in all languages in order to promote poetic people's work through recognition, this shall be done through The Auditorium, a 900 Person Spoken Word Server that will be used to host poetry slam competitions, with rewards that you'll be able to keep on your wall, in your desk or pinned to your shirt as you travel the world... Though I think 'pinned' is not quite the right adjective to the function of holding a plaque upon one's favourite check mate T-Shirt.

     In the future we will be delving deeper into what poetry is, where you can take it and how you can utilize so many different options out there to build your confidence... Which is mostly just courage any ways, so yes! Mentor you in courage, I suppose is the correct vernacular.

In earnest anticipation of,
Juton