NaPoWriMo Week 1
Poem 1
April
Robin redbreast paints a song
As it hops along green stalks
Waiting to erupt into a replica of
Feathery rainbow iridescence.
Poem 2
When the last fires will wave to me
As they leap and dance in celebration
Around my funeral pyre
May my words live as legacy
and ash and dust return to loam
Poem 3
What is there beyond knowing
That keeps calling to me?
Urging me to write these characters’ story,
These are all great, Addy. I love "Broken Bird?" and am also taken with "Jacaranda Tree". I cringed at Peter, but am glad he got his just desserts. I'm so glad you decided to do NaPoWriMo. It's been a blast so far
Turkey ham, yes. To me ham is a pork product. Sausage can be pretty much any type of meat, so turkey sausage is less egregious than calling turkey "bacon", bacon. I prefer pork sausage over turkey, though.
Good morning! It's sunny, but cold out today. It's supposed to rain at some point, with possible freezing rain in the am. But temps are supposed to rise after that, and next week we have two days in a row of 68 F
This is beautiful, Parker, and sad as well. I could picture everything clearly and feel the emotion it contains. Your poetry just keeps getting better and better. Well done.