Haiku and Free Verse
The Artists
we are little gods
one mind in many fractals
prompts surreal surprise
The Artists
we are little gods, creators
making
the unheard heard
the unseen seen
the unfelt felt
through our words
we speak for what comes up
and down
as the Magi of the imagination
where birth happens
sometimes whether we want it or not
the mind can be gloriously terrifying
and terrifyingly glorious
let us go inward to bring out
infinity
the endless
the beginningless
as the Magi of magick
seeking it in all things
everything is fuel for the fire
the earth around the heart is to be broken
cracking open the emotional ribcage
that keeps it all
neat, tidy, safe for the masses
we are the exquisite corpse
release it!
bring it forth, little gods!
our creation is necessary!
Thank you, #NaPoWriMo for today’s prompt. And now, to round out our first day, here’s our optional prompt! As with pretty much any discipline, music and art have their own vocabulary. Today, we challenge you to take inspiration from this glossary of musical terms, or this glossary of art terminology, and write a poem that uses a new-to-you word. For (imaginary) extra credit, work in a phrase from, or a reference to, the Florentine Codex.
From the Author: A fan of the surrealists, it was serendipitous that I went to “E” and immediately saw the term Exquisite Corpse. This concept inspired today’s haiku and free verse which came from my insides as pro-poetry poems. Creating art was first thing I did this morning. It’s the best type of workout to get the day started. Have a wonderful April 1st and Happy Writing!
Your Comments are Appreciated: Please feel free to share a line or two or more of surrealist poetry. The world of poetry is so full and there is much to choose from, it’s hard to pick just one. I’ll add a comment below pulled from Magnetic Fields, an incredible creation by Breton and Soupault. Hail to Exquisite Corpse!
P.S. This practice today has inspired a future date night 💜 with my wonderful partner and surrealist poet, Tracy Thomas. I encourage you to give the Exquisite Corpse poetry style a try and surprise yourself with what you create, too.

I love it. I wrote about collaborating with my husband as well.
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”Stiff stem of Suzanne uselessness above all village of flavours with a lobster church.” -The Magnetic Fields, Andre Breton & Philippe Soupalt, 1920
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