let go
of love
and death—
you think
too much—
when love comes
you will be joyous—
when death comes
you will be ready
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NaPoWriMo Day 6 prompt inspired by Portuguese poet Vasco Graça Moura and his poem a dog for pompeii
Daily Living
Together
Oh to be able to taste again
I have forgotten what breakfast tastes like
In the sunlight
Hard to tell which part of the body is singing
Too cute
I search the day for pretty words
Coffee coffee buzzbuzzbuzz
So it is settled
This is how the end comes
It is as hot as Texas
There is something about a Queen
I sleep deeply under the strawberry moon
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dVerse prompt to take first line of first poem written in each month of 2022. I wasn’t very prolific this year so had to snitch a couple of lines.
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
Come Into the Garden
Come
into the garden
at dawn
before
dew dries
from the dragonfly
Come
as the sun
filters
through cedars
to glow
on the rippled
waters of pond
Come
with trowel and seed
energy
to last all day
pluck a weed
don’t forget
to feed
hungry peonies
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NaPoWriMo Day 19 prompt to write a command poem. This is my garden commanding me to get to work.
My Imagine
Imagine there is heaven
not only in the sky
what surrounds everything
and everyone
reflecting the divine
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NaPoWriMo prompt to pick a phrase and write against it. I took John Lennon’s “Imagine there’s no heaven”.
Amusing
Searching for a muse today
amongst the clutter of everyday living
accumulation of unneeded things
projects begun and never ended
heaps of writings piled neatly
It was there I felt it take a hand
beckoning for me to rise again
in words already vanishing
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dVerse prompt to write a quadrille and take a look for the muse
Crown
I wore it on my head
delirious from its weight
wanting to stay upright
posed and productive
ruling my thoughts
with more thoughts
demanding right words
to subjugate my subjects
learning to turn glistening crown
of diamonds and pearls
to a crown of thorns
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dVerse quadrille prompt with the word crown
Owl at the Pond
Owl at the pond
big as my small dog
puffs out feathers
wets face
always looking around
It sees me in kitchen
watching as it goes
deeper into the water
shaking feathers
tipping
flipping
water on its back
breast deep now
looking around
repeats face wash again
and again
wings spread
then gone
Angry Haiku
I was angry then
beating the eggs so hard
I broke the bowl
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I was very fond of that bowl.
Literature
“I’m quite illiterate, but I read a lot.” Holden Caulfield
Kindle me
to sleep at night
with words of escape
imprison me
send me from cell to cell
with your chapters
packed full of defeats
and promises
each character a splice
of an unfolding humanity
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