Sunday, April 19, 2015

A Green Leaf, Fallen







A Green Leaf, Fallen


A green leaf, fallen.
Things die, even in spring.




NaPoWriMo, Day 19

In Plain Sight







In Plain Sight


You aren’t gone, just hidden in plain sight
under a stone, in the park where children come to play.



NaPoWriMo Day 19
2015 April PAD Challenge, Day19

Saturday, April 18, 2015

The Mug – Variations on a Theme




The Mug – Variations on a Theme


Mostly yellow, with magenta petals and a black heart in the middle.

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Mostly yellow, with magenta petals and a black heart in the middle.
A single crack, on the rim.

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Mostly yellow, with magenta petals and a black heart in the middle.
A single crack, on the rim.
Mended, though not well.

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Mostly yellow, with magenta petals and a black heart in the middle.
A single crack, on the rim.
Mended, though not well.
A green leaf, fallen.


It's Day 18 in NaPoWriMo. Today, I did my homework for the How Writers Write Poetry MOOC, which was to post a one-line poem, then a two-line poem, followed by a three-line poem and ending with a four-line poem.

Friday, April 17, 2015

Maybe There'll Be a Sequel Tonight?





Maybe There’ll Be a Sequel Tonight?


We lost the first 15 minutes because
I found your presence encouraging.
I believe this afternoon.
I know I am proud to be OK now.
Been offline for four days.
Nobody could see my friends face to face.
Spent three and a half hours on unconditional love,
but we lost the chat.
This is my first photo with my glasses on.
I will spend half my life
in the woods.
Seems good
to remember the summer.
We procrastinate because
we are wondering
about the flowers.
Been offline for your presence.
When I woke up
I couldn’t remember
what to do.
Maybe there'll be a sequel
tonight?
I am not even too unhappy with
my life
as a once-in-a-lifetime thing.



This is my NaPoWriMo Day 17 poem. I wrote it with the help of What Would I Say. This app generates Facebook statuses based on what you have posted on the site in the past. It was so much fun that I couldn't stop. And I couldn't believe when it gave me that "status" I used at the end of the poem.

Thursday, April 16, 2015

The Shadow





The Shadow


Science is clear
on this one:
I am not a giant
or a superhero.
My shadow may be dark,
but it does not reflect
any inner darkness.
It has no free will.
Science claims
there are no monsters
or mythical beings.
I am safe from my shadow,
science says.
I would have known this myself
if I had paid attention
in class
instead of scribbling poetry
on the margins of my textbook
and composing little tunes
in my head.

NaPoWriMo 2015 Day 16
2015 April PAD Challenge, Day 15

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

Sentimental






Sentimental


There were times you didn’t approve
of me.
My adjectives were cheap,
my conceits tiresome.
I was a sentimental little thing,
you said.
I can’t tell
whether I have improved
over the years.
All I know is that,
each time I am reborn,
there are fewer words in me.
Gone are the adjectives
that used to make me beautiful.
I am an old woman’s song now,
dry and unforgiving,
and I pity no one.



NaPoWriMo Day 15
2015 April PAD Challenge, Day 15

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Not a Liar





Not a Liar


You can’t cheat with this.
They will know immediately.
They won’t unless I tell them.
I am not into revealing
my darkest secrets
to strangers.
But you are a poet.
I’m not that kind of poet.
What kinds are there?
There are those who tell the truth
and there are those who don’t.
Liars, you mean.
That’s what we call
artistic licence.


NaPoWriMo Day 14
2015 April PAD Challenge, Day 14