Poetry Visualized Interactive Social Network with hours of Visual Poetry for YOU to enjoy for FREE. http://www.poetryvisualized.com Bones <center>Bones <br> <br> Bones of contention are lying <br> within the hard scrabble.<br> Following the path <br> of least resistance<br> through the bone yard.<br> They are kicked aside<br> and collect in piles<br> to allow for easy egress<br> to favored distraction.<br> <br> <br> Disassembled skeletons of fear. <br> <br> It’s not a graveyard,<br> it’s a bone yard <br> of grievance,<br> regret and worry. <br> <br> Funny bones avoid this place<br> because there’s no elbow room.<br> <br> 206 bones from head to toe,<br> the body is so resilient and self healing.<br> Bones of spirit are infinite<br> so many are broken<br> fractured and unmended.<br> <br> Lying upon<br> the hard scrabble,<br> under foot,<br> littered bones<br> hindering the path.<br> Blocking elusive<br> satisfaction.<br> <br> I gotta bone to pick with my soul,<br> I got bones to pick with my soul.<br> And I sit here gnawing on my skull,<br> Stacking bones of contention. </center> http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/2368/Bones/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/2368/Bones/ The Road Not Taken &nbsp;This is a visual interpretation of Robert Frost's poem &quot;<i>The Road Not Take</i>n&quot;. I thought I'd do this as an experiment to keep my cinematography/filmmaking skills up-to-par over the summer holidays. Let me know if you like this and if so I may consider doing more for different poems. And of course, you can always request a poem for next time. Thanks&#33;<br /> <br /> Music: GarageBand loop: &quot;Jacaranda&quot;<br /> SFX: Garageband SFX: &quot;Frogs at Night&quot; &quot;Forest&quot;<br /> <br /> <b>~The Road Not Taken~</b><br /> <br /> TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,&nbsp;<br /> And sorry I could not travel both&nbsp;<br /> And be one traveler, long I stood&nbsp;<br /> And looked down one as far as I could&nbsp;<br /> To where it bent in the undergrowth;<br /> <br /> Then took the other, as just as fair,&nbsp;<br /> And having perhaps the better claim,&nbsp;<br /> Because it was grassy and wanted wear;&nbsp;<br /> Though as for that the passing there&nbsp;<br /> Had worn them really about the same,<br /> <br /> And both that morning equally lay&nbsp;<br /> In leaves no step had trodden black.&nbsp;<br /> Oh, I kept the first for another day&#33;&nbsp;<br /> Yet knowing how way leads on to way,&nbsp;<br /> I doubted if I should ever come back.<br /> <br /> I shall be telling this with a sigh&nbsp;<br /> Somewhere ages and ages hence:&nbsp;<br /> Two roads diverged in a wood, and I&mdash;&nbsp;<br /> I took the one less traveled by,&nbsp;<br /> And that has made all the difference.<br /> <br /> http://www.youtube.com/stotan88 http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/2322/The_Road_Not_Taken/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/2322/The_Road_Not_Taken/ MY RUMMAGE SALE Step up and check 'em out. Oh don't be shy. You like disaster? horror? Got this from a plane seat neighbor. Stock tips from a guy at work. Dumb humor? Travel tales of Spain? From waiting rooms here's cures for troubled minds. Take one, take all! A one-date song of woe of jilted love. While trapped in check-out lines here's stacks of seedy star dirt. All must go. Old texts you toss or sell or give away. A book you pick and choose to read or not. But stories, lore and rumor find their way into my brain to clutter, rattle, rot. Please help me clear my mind to think or sleep. There's really nothing here I want to keep. http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/1988/MY_RUMMAGE_SALE/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/1988/MY_RUMMAGE_SALE/ MAINTENANCE I have to brush and floss and clip each nail, take aspirin, vitamins to ward off ills, clear gutters, flip the mattress, sort my mail. I can't forget to pay the rent and bills. It's time to change the oil, inflate my tires. The plants need water; attic needs some air. There's laundry, windows, dust, electric wires and cords to check, shampoo and trim my hair. These tasks when done all build my self-esteem. Self-care's the price you pay for being free. These make me fit to function in a team and no one else can do them, only me. I know if I don't start these things today, tomorrow I will pay and pay and pay. http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/1976/MAINTENANCE/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/1976/MAINTENANCE/ INTERVENTION They toddle. It's a phase. Each used to crawl. They watch and try and master how to climb. A little more they'll learn with every fall. Soon each will run. They'll speak in their own time. They bite. Get bitten. It's a phase. We pick one teacher to observe, intrude, prevent. Once Mouth was all and minds are quick. Complex emotions words must represent. The bitten need words too. So much to say and then to learn to listen to what's said. I'm full of feelings I would wish away. I bite. But now I bite myself, instead. Where are the arms to hold me and appeal? "Nope. Use your words. Speak out! Say how you feel.” http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/1966/INTERVENTION/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/1966/INTERVENTION/ Abandoning Red Hill Film recovered from the ruins of the Jerusalem Engine Repair Company. http://www.youtube.com/user/lordofthegeeks The companion ebook collection, Collateral Damage Report (Selected Treats) is now available at http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/collateral-damage-report-michael-pollick/1108000788?ean=2940013861664 http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/1540/Abandoning_Red_Hill/ http://www.poetryvisualized.com/media/1540/Abandoning_Red_Hill/