you’ve stood for so long
swayed by wind
a dance in forest
habitat
home
life maker
today you are a resource
put on trucks
and roll away
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NaPoWriMo prompt
you’ve stood for so long
swayed by wind
a dance in forest
habitat
home
life maker
today you are a resource
put on trucks
and roll away
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NaPoWriMo prompt
bees gather pollen
make honey to eat so sweet
to me it’s a sneeze
how my weeping eyes
itch and burn for fallen trees
remember the bee
hives on the branches
they really will replant this
by giving them time
we can defeat this
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dVerse prompt on “gathering” in quadrille form as the pollen is falling in my neighborhood and the logging trucks are coming to clear cut the neighbor’s property
ha ha ha
choo
Children play on the hillside
which is yellow and white
colored in dandelions
and daisies
they run and sit and sniff
all those flowers in the sun
there is butter under their chins
there are crowns on heads
chains made long
for whips and necklaces
they wear it unknowingly
the seeds of their potential
If pigs had wings
I’d sing of the day
They flew the coup
Form a group to pay
loving respect
As a sect no bray
Cuz the horses
No recourses stay
In the field of green
Are seen chomping away
Cows on the hill
Will chill as pigs parlay
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NaPoWriMo prompt on “if pigs had wings”
The skin of the river is thin
It has reflection
Viscosity
Sheer volume to make it bold enough
To cut canyons
Change landscapes
Manufacture power
My skin is thick
It has layers
Can burn and peel
Break and bleed
It covers the river of life
That flows within me
Keeps it whole
We are so different
Yet I can see myself in it
Hear its riversong
Today is a good day for a rebellion
I do not want my ducks in a row
Scatter them
See them fly up from the water
Success greets them at a new pond
How calm the waters are now
Have writer’s block? Don’t know where to start? Write anything even if you have to write the same thing over and over again. Even if you have to write the same thing over and over again. Even if you have to write the same thing over and over again.
Poem made from the writer’s block writing:
Don’t block
Write
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NaPoWriMo prompt a day late but I had writer’s block
Bad dreams
Wake the sleep
Are anything other than
Bad experience or
Sickness
Gone away or
that sadness and
A suicidal melancholy
How ridiculous to believe
That no one loves your
truth?
It’s all that we have
How did I ever forget the
Beauty of life
I was so asleep!
We are all in a bad dream
You’ll say, I can’t believe
You can believe in
yourself
Sit
back and laugh at
temporary circumstance
One day you will look
Far deeper into this life
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NaPoWriMo prompt using a Rumi poem
There was a long list of pie makers in our family
It was not a competition
Yet it was
Who could make the tastiest pie
We like to remember most
The mistakes
Strawberry chiffon
Made with salt instead of sugar
Cherry pie with the pits still in