The prompt for today’s NaPoWriMo is based on a Tweet by Rachel McKibbens . Today I choose authenticity / revelation / no more clouded thoughts the bright, burning begins with a churning yearning THIS is the goal: to celebrate what is / not what is not / a double negative turns doubly positive a small […]
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April 6: Possible, a day late…
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 possible, / envisioned or ennobled / by hunches, intuition, wishes and guesses Revealed in the light after research / study of the facts / creating and manifesting in somnolence as […]
Poetry Month 2019
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 have chosen to use the prompts from NaPoWriMo. You can also sign up to participate! April 1: How to own a pet (or a child)Â Â Inspired by How to Make a […]
Missing month… catching up
This is the first year in a long time that I didn’t participate in NaPoWriMo (National Poetry Writing Month). I was working with poetry, reading and writing it nearly daily, but didn’t have the energy to even sign up at NaPoWriMo. So here are a couple of poems I wrote during that time. Song of […]
NaPoWriMo Thirtieth Post
A day late? No dollars are short, long, or to be seen When the sun is shining it is better to be outside with your hands deep in the soil than to be inside with your head in a book. Spring has finally arrived. more NaPoWriMo
NaPoWriMo Twenty-ninth Post
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 More NaPoWriMo
NaPoWriMo Twenty-eighth Post
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. […]
NaPoWriMo Twenty-Seventh Post
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 […]
NaPoWriMo Twenty-sixth Post
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 […]
NaPoWriMo Twenty-fifth Post
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. More NaPoWriMo