More Than I Know

I

Woke this morning

cloudy with chance of rain

brown of death hanging

from trees

waiting to fall

II

Inside where it is warm

oven holds greater heat

melts the butter

sugar and flour and eggs

holds the cookie together

III

A child pets the dog

soft fur under her hand

rising and falling with breath

curious to greet

this nonhuman being

IV

Preparing for winter

I mend the armscye

thread moves through fabric

brings together these parts

making it whole again

V

There is much more to life

than what I know—

enter from the inside out

breathe deeper

rejoice

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dVerse prompt on cadralor— five part poem each part can stand alone. Parts seemingly unrelated. Fifth part brings wholeness.

More Than I Know

A Word

Start with a word

not just any word

Word moist with truth

revealing my truth

Truth hard to find

seek til you find

Find its purpose

aware of purpose

Purpose to write

so hope to write

Write now

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NaPoWriMo Day 30 prompt to give directions. I hope this will help me keep writing after today.

A Word

Family Name

I followed my family name

to Yorkshire cemetery

where those old family headstones

held the dates of birth and death

those old Anglo Saxon names

etched upright in native stone

surrounded old Roman church

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bell tolled to gather us in

stone baptismal at the door

I drank from silver chalice

the vicar offered me

in the rite of communion

aware of ancestral lips

that had taken worship there

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I search Proctor family name

Old English word proketour

occupational surname

for those who worked as steward

from the Latin procurare

to manage spiritu cors

keeper of the key— that’s me

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NaPoWriMo prompt to delve into your name

Family Name

Coming In

My daughter loved the book of poetry Where the Sidewalk Ends. She took it to bed. Nestled in those pages was the line “If you are a dreamer, come in.” by Shel Silverstein.

I remember the dreams I had for me and I remember the dreams I had for you. Not just ordinary ones like getting a good grade in school or going to a fine university, living in a two story house or taking a trip to Greenland. Not the dream to be a poet or magician or architect. My dreams concerned paradigms, broader in scope than world peacekeeping or disarmament. I dreamt contentment for us all, lack of greed and pride, love of the human race, coming in together.

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dVerse prosey prompt on Shel Silverstein quote from his poem Invitation.

Coming In

Ode to Mismatched Socks

All mismatched socks go in a bag

(evidence that I have given up the task)

I wear the individuals until there are holes

then throw them away

occasionally

buried in the bag

is a pair

long departed from each other

and I rejoice

they are together again

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dVerse prompt on laundry. Here’s to the missing socks that went down the drain and didn’t get in this poem.

Ode to Mismatched Socks

My Inglenook

No conversation in my quarantine

Read a good book

Tell a wild tale about how it will end

Gobbledygook

I go to a place i feel safe and warm

My inglenook

Irregardless of my disappointment

There is a way to sit pray and lament

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dVerse prompt on “inglenook” quadrille and I threw in a cavatina

My Inglenook

Moon Moth

THOSE stories we tell—

PALE riders going from

FLOWERS to flowers—

MIGHT return before dawn

STILL busy depositing eggs—

HAVE this one last task

TIME & fulfillment

TO perpetuate a species

FRUIT for thé next generation

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dVerse prompt to use this line by Karina Borowicz—

« Those pale flowers might still have time to fruit. »

The luna moth lacks a mouth so it cannot fed. Its purpose is to mate and lay eggs, which is done in six to ten days before it dies.

Image from the Field Book of Insects, 1918

Moon Moth