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Texting with my daughter
Reminiscing
Poetry
The Fig Tree
In Sunday School I learned about the big red apple of original sin in the garden. How Adam and Eve ate thereof. Caste out. Ashamed. Hid from God. What I didn’t learn— it was really a fig. They ate a few. Clothed themselves in fig leaf. Hid from God. Caste out. Separated from God. How Jesus went to the fig tree for food and finding none, he said, “May no one ever eat fruit from you again!” Explanation mark. A curse that lifted a curse. And the tree withered and died.
Jesus new Adam
the sin of man forgiven
reunite with God
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NaPoWriMo Day 29 prompt on curses.
Boxed In
[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[ I FEEL SO BOXED IN]]]]]]]]]]] CONFINEMENT AND ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]] [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[[SPACELESS WONDER ]]]] [[[[[[[[[[[[[[[ NO MOVEMENT FOR ]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]]] [[[[[[[[[[[ MY [[[[OWN ENJOYMENT]]]]]]][[[[[]PLANNING MY ESCAPE ]]]]]]]]]]]
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NaPoWriMo Day 28 prompt to write a concrete poem.
This is how the end comes
This is how the end comes.
It is wrapped in silver like a gift.
The gift is most welcome,
eager to see what is inside.
Inside was not what I wanted.
It was full of memory.
Each memory had a story.
They played inside my head.
The head was filled with irrelevance,
as I sought for the divine.
What could be more sought after
than a life of heartfelt love?
In love with the only One—
this is how the end comes.
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NaPoWriMo Day 27 prompt to write a duplex sonnet.
Maid of Earth Day
Out of the mist
in silver glow
comes a voice
I did not know
This earth is mine
tend it well
all firs and the pine
cedars too
A breath for me
and a breath for you
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NaPoWriMo Day 25 prompt to write an aisling
Words
Today
words
were
not
enough
to
write
a
poem
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NaPoWriMo Day 23 prompt to be brief but on point
Necklace
String of beads—
borealis crystal
shows what the sky can be at sunset
chips of tiger eye strung with
imperfect regularity across continents
treasured African opal
lifted out of the Congo
becomes a centerpiece
and all the diamonds
burning like stars
lapis lazuli
the sea
held together by a string
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NaPoWriMo Day 24 writing in símile
I am being sniffed
My dog wakes
paws over me
I am being sniffed
remnants
of sleep and dreams
I am being sniffed
from what lingers
of last night’s dinner
I am being sniffed
of garden smells
still in my hair
I am being sniffed
to say
wake up
time to go outside
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NaPoWriMo Day 22 prompt to write a repetition poem
Julia’s Kiss
Julia’s kiss was soft and sweet
creamy colored
pale yet held up the sky
Judas’s kiss was forever wrought
with greed
betrayal and impending death
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dVerse prompt to write a poem based on the name of a rose.
Christ’s Entry
I can’t really say I loved him. Love does not come easy for me. He was my first kiss, a little bit of making out, kind words from his thin lips.
I went on to guard the pool, to save a life, my tanned olive skin a beacon for men. Then one day a man walked through the gate and I watched his choppy strokes across the water and married him.
We vowed to love art. To make art out of our lives. We traveled both locally and abroad but that huge painting on the Getty wall stays with me— Christ’s Entry into Brussels in 1889 by James Ensor.
When will He come?
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NaPoWriMo Day 21 prompt— a person forgotten, a job taken, a memorable piece of art, an unanswerable question
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