NaPoWriMo Day twenty-three – a double elevenie
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Last Night – (a double elevenie)
Quilt
Blue squares
Pieced and stitched
Tucked under my chin
Sleep
Pillow
Feathery soft
Beneath my head
Tired eyes drift closed
Dream
Category: poetry
Heartcrumbs
Bits Of Inspiration ~ Mi Young Lee
This painting by Mi Young Lee is our inspiration for today
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My lonely heart left
A trail of crumbs
As I walked away from you
Hoping we would find our way back
Or you would come looking for us
Full Circle Gardening
NaPoWriMo Day Twenty two – a georgic poem
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Full Circle Gardening
They dug out all that was free
That was natural
And imported exotic plants
Or hybrids with no value
But their beauty
They plowed up the meadows
And surrounded themselves
With lawns that must be tended
Then wondered where the bees
And butterflies had gone
And wrung their hands and
Shook their heads
Turned to science to ‘fix’ the problem
And science at last said, “Plant what’s natural”
Brilliant
NaPoWriMo Day Twenty one – an overheard conversation
There’s a little eavesdropping going on today.
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Brilliant
“I had a stroke” of genius
A flash of brilliance once
Upon a time
Like fireworks in a summer sky
All razzel-dazzel
Bursts of color
Ooooos and aaahhhhs
It was a sparkler of an idea
That sizzled and danced
In the dark until it burned
Itself out and only ashes remained
As The Crow Flies
Fireblossom Friday : Corvid and sit a while.
There are crows in the garden today
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As The Crow Flies
The crow looked out
Across the farm and saw
The plume of toxic fumes
That seemed to settle everywhere
The crow drew circles in the sky
And watched the bees and
Butterflies struggle to
Survive without the blooming
Wave of wildflowers
He saw the spill of inky oil
Like Rohrsach blots upon
The coastline where water
Fowl and fish no longer swam
He followed streams of shining cars
To factories and smoking stacks
That filled the air with particles
He could not breath then fell
To earth again as rain that will not
Quench Earth’s thirst
The crow looked down
From a dead tree branch
And sobbed, “Murder!”
Swing On
NaPoWriMo Day Twenty – vocabulary of a sport or game
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Swing On
Let’s take a swing at
This poeming thing maybe
Write a birdie or two (in the bush)
I’ll iron the wrinkles out of my
Sentences if they’re not up to par
Maybe wedge a rhyme in there sometime
Let my muse be the driver until she put(t)s
A hole in (my) one heart and turns it
Green with envy
Let’s take a swing at
This poeming thing
And see if it will take wing like an eagle
FINAL NOTICE
d’Verse Poets Pub -Tuesday Poetics: Wish you were here.
De is tending bar and wants us to send her some postcards
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FINAL NOTICE!
If you do not respond to this mess(age)
we will be forced to cancel our services
All clothing should be picked up, plates
and cups returned to the kitchen and
trash swept out from under the bed
Sincerely,
The Mumagement
the Raven
NaPoWriMo Day Nineteen – recreating a creation myth
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the Raven
a world in darkness
no moon or stars shining down
before the Raven
untethered
Day 18 -Poetic Asides PAD- life or death
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untethered
there is a fragile line between
life and death
one you can cross only
once
there is no turning back
no
do-over
and when you hop that
line
you go alone
all the things that tethered you
left behind
Vacation Pics
NaPoWriMo Day Eighteen – Neologism
We’re making up words today
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Vacation Pics
I always pack my camera or
At least my phone (same thing)
I’m that person snapping away
While the tour guide drones on
About some obscure moment in
The history of this building or
That person – details I’ll never recall
Instead I’m capturing the beauty –
Architecture of each city
Flora and fauna of every village
And hamlet, the people living their
Everyday, ordinary lives
Storefronts and houses
Reflected in every door,
Outlined in every window I find
Myself, camera in hand- proof
That I was there ’cause
I have taken a ‘doorfie’
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