I have Band-Aids to heal wounds from knives,
and should have thought twices, I have alcohol wipes, to reduce the risk, that anything sticks. I have gauze, to wrap a wound, of any cause, to include burns, and bees, and the clumsiness of me.
I have cold compresses, for hot messes,
or heating pads, for muscles mad.
I have pills to hold the hurt,
or curse words to let it burst, But I have nothing, nothing, to heal, the painful parts, of my heart.
Reading some Mary Oliver poems have inspired a few poems out of me today. Love her poems and need to buy some of her books.
When I dare to wake up early,
still half asleep and groggy,
doubt ripples like the breaking sun—
What have I done?
the cardinal call tells,
the trees to rise like citadels,
and all the strange shadows,
into familiar things.
My slumbering dreams,
as the world blossoms—
and everything seems possible.
I find solace,
in the way,
the wind whispers,
through the trees,
as if you,
National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) prompt is: W rite a triolet.
If you’re gonna leave, just leave,
The in between is hurting me,
I rather grieve,
than be deceived.
Just leave, in between,
don’t let this last,
leave it in the past.
National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) prompt is: Write a poem in which one or more flowers take on specific meanings. I happened to have written about sunflowers before, so had to use some of what I wrote for this prompt!
All I wanted were sunflowers to wake up to,
yellow the color of happiness,
and the way I felt about you,
to light up our dark and lonely rooms.
but you refused, refused, refused,
eager to see me lose,
the smile across my face,
keeping us trapped in this dying place.
Now I know,
Two lovers can grow apart,
Wild and free
And there is beauty in the truth that you don’t love me.
National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) prompt is: Write a hay(na)ku.
way, back home.
National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) prompt is: Write a “concrete” poem – a poem in which the lines and words are organized to take a shape that reflects in some way the theme of the poem.
Is like catnip on a rope.
National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) prompt is: Write a poem using a line or two from one or more twitter bots.
Legs, arms piled outside
The tent of unending cries
Blanketed over with lies
Comforting our demise.
National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) prompt is: Write a poem based on a . Between working and finishing up my last semester of grad school (!), I am falling behind. I am hoping to do two poems today and two tomorrow to catch up. news article
If I were to compare,
would stream molten iron,
like the skies,
of distant Wasp-76b—
hot and heavy,
of being forged,
into something beautiful.
National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) prompt is: Write a poem from the point of view of one person/animal/thing from Hieronymous Bosch’s famous (and famously bizarre) triptych Unfortunately, I am running out of time today so just going to have to keep it quick and simple! The Garden of Earthly Delights.
In a land of magical beasts
and fantastical feats
of lore and legend,
I can only imagine
that being ordinary
National Poetry Writing Month (NaPoWriMo) prompt is: Write a poem using/doing all of the “Twenty Little Poetry Projects.” This was a good creative challenge! I came very close to not doing this today, but alas here is my poem.
Doubt is an avalanche,
burying you in mountains,
cracking cold, sweating sorrow,
like that time Dwight proposed in Yellowstone.
Doubt is tomorrow,
or maybe nothing at all, like the trees, in the fall, without their leaves,
Can you binge me?
Or does watching TV too close make you go blind—
Just give it time,
to show the slow signs of life,
like the cheetah gently after prey,
I’ll take your life away,
Dee, they’ll say, shaking heads.
I’m going to let you down,
A deniable truth, no excuse,
you will forget to remember me,
whispers the door,
just as the snow piles on more.