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When I’m Gone

Poetic Asides – Wednesday Poetry Prompt

Golden Shovel -using the first line, “a child on a silver bicycle”, from Billy Collins’ poem Traffic

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When I’m Gone

what will happen to my things? a
box of toys from when I was a child
my grandmother’s clock that sat on
her mantle, mother’s jewelry in a
box made of silver
and my old blue bicycle

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Friend Event

 

For the 400!!!!! poetry prompt at Poetic Asides we’re writing aboutan ‘event’

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Friend Event

Why do we always wait for an event
to get together
to give a call
to send a card

 

We used to know everything
about each other
crushes
favorite ice cream
music
shoe size
fears

You’ve moved again
I don’t even know your address

It’s not your fault
or mine
life has us spinning off
in different directions

If we’re patient maybe
someday
it will spin us back together

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The Physics of Stardust

Physics with Björn: Particle-wave dualism and the photoelectric effect
We’re having a Physics lesson in the Garden and over at NaPoWriMo we’re writing about things that happen over and over again. This poem is a triple play because it fits in the prompt at Poetic Asides too.  Whoo hoo!!!
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The Physics of Stardust

Star dust particles are
Waving at me
Bouncing through space
At incredible lengths
Forcing me to look up
Make a wish, find the energy
To tell my secrets to a spinning
Universe as if it doesn’t matter

Posted in NaPoWriMo, Poetic Asides, poetry

Skywriting

Day 29 – Poetic Asides PAD – meter

NaPoWriMo Day Twenty-nine – word from a favorite poem
I used the word meteor from a poem, Landscape With Desire by Julia Kasdorf
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Skywriting

The moon was (sky)writing love
Poems in the night with a
Glittery pen
Meteors streaking across
The sky trailing
Messages of hope and peace

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Onsies

d’Verse Poets – One Momento from Mish

Poetic Asides
Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 387
“One” poem

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Onsies

a tiny silver time-machine
recovered from a drawer
transports me to a school
playground –
onsies, twosies, threesies
little girls sitting in a circle
no worries except
making it to tensies
where are they now
do they remember
playing ‘jacks’ at recess
or are they now too worried about
grown-up games

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It Can’t Be

Poetic Asides

Wednesday Poetry Prompts: 383
By: Robert Lee Brewer | February 8, 2017

It Can’t Be

It can’t be bedtime
There is laundry waiting –
It won’t wash itself
No matter how long I
Ignore it
And dinner dishes are
Still stacked in the sink
It can’t be bedtime
My hair needs washed
And I was planning a
Facial tonight
It can’t be bedtime
I should make a grocery list
And pack lunches
It can’t be bedtime
I just made a cup of tea
And I’m going to read
Just one more chapter –

really