Poetry Month Day 30

Posted by on 30 Apr 2016 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month

Poem #30

The hour/day/month
winding down slowly
spring having sprung

now all that remains

is love
and
memories

Poetry Month Day 29

Posted by on 29 Apr 2016 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month

Poem #29

Reading and Writing are
HARD WORK.

But thinking,
and dreaming,
and storytelling,
and listening?
As natural as breathing.

The connection
connecting
work-to-play
is audience.

Poetry Month Day 28

Posted by on 28 Apr 2016 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month

Poem # 29

The end of the month is almost here
and still I am trying
to remember …

April showers.
Lilacs and lilies;
roses and raspberries;
apples and blackberries…

the flowers are already here!

Poetry Month Day 27

Posted by on 27 Apr 2016 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month

Poem #27

A long day in third grade
beats any day dealing with politicians.

The exhaustion of a day coping
with the extreme problems
of a nine year old
is worth every moment
when the light shines
from the child’s eyes
again.

Poetry Month Day 26

Posted by on 26 Apr 2016 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month

Poem #26

The day that the salmon berries laugh with the trailing blackberry,
on that day I know Brigid has entered the grove.

The day that the lilacs and the viburnum drop petals near the pond,
on that day I know Brigid has entered the grove.

The day that the sword ferns and the licorice ferns adorn the forest,
on that day I know that Brigid has entered the grove.

Poetry Month Day 25

Posted by on 25 Apr 2016 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month

Poem #25

If I should die before I wake
I trust the universe to make
sound disposition of my remains
upon which humanity has no claim

I will go on in other form
though neither hot nor cold nor warm

this atom gives power without fail,
this molecule the core of a snail
shell; the light of my eyes extends
limitless until time’s end

Grief will soon fade, illusions, too
but memories of joy continue for you

In life I loved beyond compare
with my best friend I chose to share
a home, full measure of jollity,
and going ahead, a family…

offspring: two, and prospects for future
additions to the lineage so genes endure

My friends around me gathered
we laughed, and cried, we dared
to dream, to work, and play
we improved the world every day

Yes, grieve if you must in the way you see fit
But sorrow not for me: I have enjoyed my share, and that’s the gist.

Poetry Month Day 24

Posted by on 24 Apr 2016 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month

Poem #24

My immigrant ancestors
Emigrating from
Immigrating to
What?

Fear, poverty, loss
Hope, prosperity, opportunity
Coming From
and Going To
Where?

The homeland, parents-cousins-siblings-lovers
The new land, strangers-all
With- or without-
spouses/children/family
Why?

Restlessness, Need
Religion, Politics
Romance, Curiosity
When?

The lure of newly-available (1600s)
The call of freedom (1700s)
The marketing of industry (1800s)
Fleeing to and from… (1900s)
Who?

Grandmother
Great-great grandparents
great-great-great grandparents
great-great-great-great grandparents
great-great-great-great-great grandparents
and on, into the distance
time passes and those who are here-now
forget those who came-then

We are all, ultimately,
travelers in the great unknown.

Should we not show
a little kindness to the stranger?

Poetry Month Days 21, 22 and 23

Posted by on 23 Apr 2016 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, passages, poetry, Poetry Month

Poem # 21

Thursdays are often difficult to start,
not-quite-ended,
the week drags on
morning dark and skies dreary
by noon the mood lightens
as if to say:
see, the week is nearly gone
and you have only
one
day
left
by night the dark returns

Poem # 22

Tanka: poem to show the links between / this world and the next the moment follows / another and the days grow bright then dim.

Poem #23

Purple loves the center
Blue hovering at the edge
Red suffused throughout
Brightly shines our memory
repeat the refrain:
“nothing compares 2 u”

Author’s note: My entire adult life the music of Prince was part of the background. Though not a “fan” of his often deliberately provocative work, I admired his musicianship and ability to place himself under scrutiny to stand up for what he believed in. His passing on Thursday has me considering my own mortality and my meager contributions to society.

Poetry Month Day 20

Posted by on 20 Apr 2016 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month, school

Poem #20

Thunder, or not,
the children still have to learn
the lessons still need to be taught
but right now on the playground
the sun is beckoning
and Simon Says
recess.

Poetry Month Day 19

Posted by on 19 Apr 2016 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month

Poem # 19

All caught up
the decision now
is not what to write
but whether
and how
and how long…

A poem is only as good
as the kernel it builds upon.

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