This is my penultimate katauta in my year-long project. This time around, I busted out a Tibetan singing bowl to accentuate this poem.
I had this wooden frog help me with this poem. It was fairly traded and handmade.
I uncovered an instrument I haven’t played in years. This is none other than the melodica, ladies and gentlemen. Interesting fact about this instrument: it was also used in the song “Clint Eastwood” by the Gorillaz.
I decided to give myself more constraints by having an entirely alliterative poem with all the words starting with C.
A bad memory flooded in my head today.
This is something I should’ve said to a certain person years ago. Don’t let anyone bully you into silence.
What a peculiar way to place two holidays.
Does one get chocolate and flowers in the morning before getting ash in the evening?
I didn’t have anything written until I was recently inspired. This was a little Katauta about the subversion of being a king. I was highly inspired by Johnny Silvercloud’s article called “Don’t Call Me A King. Let Me Explain.” which was very well-written. I thought I would write and perform something with that same message.
I had a great conversation with my friend Jeannette the other day with how I was able to feel more confident in my interests and how blogging has allowed me to be more assertive with people in regards to my opinions.
The imagery I chose for this poem involves some movies and memorabilia in my small collection even though it’s not all of it. Yes, I also plug my indie film/documentary/world cinema/anime/short film review blog Iridium Eye on there, but it was relevant.
Here’s a list of the things shown in this video:
Haibane Renmei: Hanenone soundtrack
This Is Not a Film DVD
The Place Promised In Our Early Days DVD
Before Your Eyes DVD
Read Or Die DVD autographed by Crispin Freeman
Kimba the White Lion promotional NBC black & white cel featuring Kimba and Claw
Battle Royale Shirt
Interestingly enough, I’ve reviewed all of those thing on Iridium Eye. Just sayin’. Haha!
Hope you enjoyed that poem.
People shouldn’t be throwing scatological terms to other nations. Real talk.
Labels can be so tiresome.
The constructs of branding those by race, gender, mental ability, sexual orientation, religion, and other factors is sickening.
Why can’t there be a level playing field instead of a wobbly one.
Yes, I just referenced Tech N9ne.
I got to use one of my Christmas presents for this Katauta.
It’s the first one of the new year, so I might as well write a poem about it.
However, I prefer goals over resolutions.