Wind Blown

NaPoWriMo Day Sixteen – letter-writing

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Dear W. Wind,

I did not mean to ignore you or
Seem rude when I slammed the door
As you breezed by

I just ran inside to grab a coat
And maybe a hat and some mittens
You gave me the cold shoulder the

Last time you passed my door
You tried to enter through the loose
Window in the kitchen when Spring

Was already invited for tea
Please, Mr Winter Wind, call ahead
So I can reset the thermostat

Build a fire in the fireplace
Put on some long-johns and fix
A steaming cup of hot chocolate

In The Moonlight

NaPoWriMo Day Fifteen finds us in the middle of something

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In The Moonlight

Standing in the middle of
A pool of moonlight
I feel the spirits of ancestors
Gently embracing my soul
Tenderly hugging my heart
Then the gloomy shadows of night
That frighten me evanesce and
I’m no longer afraid

Family

Day Thirteen of NaPoWriMo

the challenge today is to write a ghazal – a challenge indeed!

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Family

there is a large and quite strange collection
of loosely related people I call my family

a motley crew of shapes and sizes
ages and talents and I think they’re all my family

everyone is shorter than your average Joe
except Uncle Mike who is really tall in my family

there have even been rumors bandied about
where he came from which casts a pall over my family

then Aunt Rita insists that he doesn’t belong but
Uncle Art says he does and that starts a brawl in my family

I’m afraid I’ll never find someone to marry if I have to
introduce them to this off-the-wall bunch, my family

Dag

I’m a little late joining the party at NaPoWriMo

It’s already Day 10! Today we are writing ‘portrait’ poems

Dag (not Dad)

Blue eyes that sparkled
And a smile –
Always a smile

He whistled tunes
While working or
Reading or doing nothing

The house was happy
When he was home
Quite dull when he wasn’t

Now I stand looking at a stranger
Stretched out before me
Eyes closed, straight line mouth

No music