Fine

How I woke up feeling

this fine day of rain

then sunshine

garden beds moist

ready for planting

weeds don’t stand a chance

when I walk by

what will it cost me this day

ready to pay the fine

dirt under nails

sore back

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dVerse prompt to write a quadrille with a homograph

Fine

Anteaters and/or Gossips

Anteaters have worm tongue

long and fast

150 movements per minute

Anteaters have lips but no teeth

Sometimes called ant bears

cuz anteaters have long fur for protection

Anteaters dig with powerful arms

into a hill of ants

where the smell brought anteaters

to feed quickly with their tongue

before the ants fight back

Anteaters have a gizzard

where the insects are ground

with sand and dirt

in this

convergent evolution

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Gossips have worm tongue

long and fast

150 movements per minute

Gossips have lips but no teeth

Sometimes called gossip bears

cuz gossips have long fur for protection

Gossips dig with powerful arms

into a hill of gossip

where the smell brought gossips

to feed quickly with their tongue

before there is fight back

Gossips have a gizzard

where the gossip is ground

with sand and dirt

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NaPoWriMo prompt to write about an animal and then change the name of the animal to a different word. I thought gossip would be interesting.

Anteaters and/or Gossips

Imagine

 

Imagine the human race
without borders

or labels

living for today

Imagine all the people

without discrimination 

of coloration 

it’s easy if you try

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NaPoWriMo Day 10 prompt on a favorite song combined with item in a drawer.  I was in the car so I used a survey I had just finished.  No kidding, this was just the end of a long list on ethnic groups and then the word white.  Combined this survey experience with John Lennon’s Imagine.

Imagine

Burial

  

Although I am gone I see you there

so nice how you gathered flowers while I

(below in my coffin)

smiled the mortician’s smile

and watched as each of you

placed a rose upon the lid

before I was lowered into the earth

Now I would rather be placed

in a tree pod

my decomposition 

feeding a fig tree

(remember the one 

on the south side of the house)

you can eat my figs

There is sorrow in that

I would have to die twice

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NaPoWriMo Day 8 — writing from the POV of a dead person.  Photo of an ancient burial urn taken at Muséo Archeologico Regionale Paolo Orsi in Syracuse, Sicily

Burial

easter with e.e.cummings

  


easter with e.e.cummings



far from mystery of glowing

mystery find real peace in it


He has (believe it) risen


near to the sacred heart see true

heart to find a pure love in it


(believe it) He has risen


above a doubtful world made whole

world struggle find God truth in it



He has risen (believe it


beneath all try to understand

to understand and understand 


I) believe it (have risen)




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NaPoWriMo Day 5 prompt to take a poem and use the structure of that poem to make a new poem.  I always thought e.e. cummings as being structureless; however, this poem I chose was tightly structured.  I learned a lot from this exercise. 


easter with e.e.cummings

Return

Will men understand the mysterious language of those tears?                                                              Pope Pius XII October 17, 1954

  
I went there

Basilica Santuario Madonna Delle Lacrime 

Siracusa, Sicily

Weeping Madonna

In the architecture of a tear

Took a photo

Ignorant of its meaning

Until now

When asked to fill a space with poetry

And now

I want to know the meaning of those tears

Does she weep for His suffering?

Or for the plight of a humanity

Trying to return to God?

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NaPoWriMo Day 4 prompt.  I took my own photo of the Basilica Santuario Madonna Delle Lacrime in October 2019, not knowing that it was home of the weeping Madonna.  

Return

Rainforest Haiku

  

rain rustles the fern

licks and twists it into green

subdues fire with wet


trickle of water

soft fur of the forest floor

sharp damp protection 


kiss of trillium 

white feather-like bud released

star of the lost cloud

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NaPoWriMo Day 3 prompt to create a word list based on Michael McClure’s Personal Universal Deck of 100 words.  Create a poem using some of these words.

Rainforest Haiku

Sandcastle

  
low tide welcomes tourists

                 a fortress of high walls

                                                no windows

please

take a photo

                    walk the beach

                                       depart

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Day 1 NaGloPoWriMo prompt on thinking outside the box. My photo from St Andrews State Park in Florida of an abandoned sandcastle and wondering what will be the Neo-tourism following pandemic.

Sandcastle