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
More NaPoWrimo
Yesterday was the solstice, today is the first day of (astronomical) winter. The passage of time is marked by events that spin past. What will . . .
The prompt for today’s NaPoWriMo is based on a Tweet by Rachel McKibbens . Today I choose authenticity / revelation / no more clouded thoughts . . .
The writing prompt for today asks poets to consider that which could be, IF…    As models, I looked at the suggested poems:  [Poem abut Naomi; Unsent] by Rachel Mennies and Daayan at Gold Streak River by Raena Shirali. That which is . . .
I was on vacation, then under the weather since the first. So, my first post this month will have [drumroll] FIVE poems! This year, I . . .