April 2017

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NaPoWriMo Twenty-ninth Post

Posted by on 29 Apr 2017 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month

The penultimate day
promised clear
but delivered gray

and lingering cold
from a week of toil
I wash and fold

the laundry piles shrink
and my pen on paper
applies the ink

rendering thoughts
unworthy of publication

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NaPoWriMo Twenty-eighth Post

Posted by on 28 Apr 2017 | Tagged as: Gardens and Life, good things, NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month, rain

The rain gently washing the new-bought gravel
ready for the paths and the patios
gray as clouds and varied as the blooms
on springtime trees.

The rain, gently falling
anoints the geriatric maples
the fecund lilacs
and all the ornamental filigree.

The rain, again and again
first rainbow then shadow
and shade with golden edges.

Rain, then rain,
the musical patter
– drumbeat of life.

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NaPoWriMo Twenty-Seventh Post

Posted by on 27 Apr 2017 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month, Politics and War

The light
at the end of the tunnel
may be salvation
or an oncoming train
but
at least
it’s not dark any more.

Not all change is welcome
Not all change is kind
Not all change is
but
at least
it’s something different.

I don’t believe that one person’s hell is any better
or worse than another’s
but
at least I know
it’s an illusion to be challenged.

Don’t believe what you hear
or see
unless you can touch it with your own hands
it’s just a passing memory.

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NaPoWriMo Twenty-sixth Post

Posted by on 26 Apr 2017 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month, rain, weather

Rain
last month
last week
yesterday and
last night.

Rain as I drove onto the road.
Rain as I passed the town
and turned onto the lane
and into the driveway
to work.

Rain in the afternoon,
under, behind, and after
the rainbow
as I scurried from the shelter of the overhang
to my car and
gratefully drove home.

In the rain.

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NaPoWriMo Twenty-fifth Post

Posted by on 26 Apr 2017 | Tagged as: 3rd Grade, 3rd grade, NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month

25 cents in a quarter dollar
25 is a quarter of 100 pennies
25 a half of a half-dollar
25 pennies
but
somehow
100 divided in 4 parts
is mysterious and
wonderfully strange —
and 100 divided in 25?
Practically impossible.

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NaPoWriMo Twenty-fourth Post

Posted by on 24 Apr 2017 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month

Whether we walk
through sun or shadow
we walk with those
who preceded and follow
we join our fellows
in an unending unfading unwavering
statement:
We
Are.

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NaPoWriMo Twenty-third Post

Posted by on 23 Apr 2017 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month

of what use
the attempts to dust the shelves
water the plants
straighten the pictures now hanging lopsided
tidying up

of what use
taking the time to explain (once again)
how to read
how to add and subtract
learning

of what use
making the bed
combing the hair
setting the table
simple routines

of what use
observing the passage of time
remembering a special day
they pass so quickly
keeping connections

of much use
the immense importance
maintaining normal
holding values
being faithful
speaking truth in love
when everything is falling apart

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NaPoWriMo Twenty-second Post

Posted by on 22 Apr 2017 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month

infants learn
through seemingly random
disconnected acts
and experiences

over time
a life becomes more coherent
to the actors more than
the observers

growth happens
at odd moments and in
unplanned leaps
within a framework

the mind wakes
as light shines through
breaking glass ceilings
with a glance

our futures
are not yet set
among the stars or planted
in the earth

warriors march
in ragged formation
to assert the rights of the weak
against the hubris of the gods

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NaPoWriMo Twenty-first Post

Posted by on 22 Apr 2017 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month

Do Your Best
on every test
whether written
or observed
the mantra is
for pupils who live
in uncertain times

PROOF! politicians cry
but do not comply
with their own demands

RIGOR! they scream
in ways more extreme
as they issue commands

JUDGE! and they make
excuses for eating their cake
while the children cry

from hunger
from fear
for love of learning
is the most important part
of an education
and this
is the missing content

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NaPoWriMo Twentieth Post

Posted by on 22 Apr 2017 | Tagged as: NaPoWriMo, poetry, Poetry Month

What is anger?

great sorrow
anxiety rising
up from misfortune
we simply add
our own terror
to the malaise
of the masses

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