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NaPoWriMo - 5. Days 22 to 30
Day 22
At Rest
Plaintive gulls dipped and swooped while geese honked in vee’s
A lone loon swam, diving into the slate lake, made grey by clouds
We sat in peaceful silence watching the loon plunge, as the
Sun’s rays slid between pushy clouds and fog skipped over the sand
Michael reached over, his hand on my shoulder, I smile at him
We walk along the boardwalk, enjoying the quiet and the dogs
Between us, our pup’s ashes, we are one now—a family at peace.
Day 23
In the morning I wake and listen to you breathing
I sigh as your arm slips over my waist
You pull me close, your lips on my neck—I feel your desire
I give over to your caresses—still your boy
Day 24
It had been so long since I’d seen you
But you looked exactly the same
Dressed in your favourite polka-dot dress
Hair done the same way
I didn’t know why you’d come to me
As dreams I rarely recall
But there you are smiling and speaking
Though I cannot hear your words
Why that week it was important
Later became apparent
“They only come when you need them.’
I needed you more than I realized
I think you came to tell me
That it was time for Ripley to go
You were ready to look after him
And still looking after me
Day 25
I’d like to challenge you to write a poem that begins with a line from a another poem (not necessarily the first one), but then goes elsewhere with it. This will work best if you just start with a line of poetry you remember, but without looking up the whole original poem. (Or, find a poem that you haven’t read before and then use a line that interests you).
And miles to go before I sleep
There is not time for my weeping
What matters is the journey’s end
I’m in no hurry to reach it
For the end is just that—an end
Preferred by most is the slow road
instead the unfettered highway
That sends us racing to demise
Refuse to fly to the finish
Take your time and savour it all
We have just one dance, one life
Don't be in a rush to waste it
Day 26
I’m feeling it
Feel it coming
Anger and deep sadness
Frustration and self-hate
Self-pity I hate even more
Why—why—why—why?
Maybe it’s time to take up embroidery.
Day 27
What am I,
can you see?
I feel transparent
A ghost of me.
Waste of space
And of time
Definitely not sublime
Day 28 - A little nonsense!
There once was a woman named Rita
Who wanted to be a Peter
She said let me out
I have zero doubt
I’m Peter, it’s nice to meetcha!
Day 29
Can there be too much poetry?
Yes indeedy, can’t you see
On and on I write these lines
And some are actually fine.
But much of it is so much junk
Nothing I’d pack in a trunk.
For some poor soul from the future
To read and say, ‘That was culture?’
Day 30 Oh my God! Oh.. this challenge was an exercise let me tell you!! But this is the last one....i make no promises for this one...
Did you ever see a bumble bee
Buzzing round the garden
Am I scared, oh no not me
I threw away my caution
They work all day endlessly
Climbing through the flowers
On weary wings they seem clumsy
But are as cheery as a jester
In the end their toil is fruitless
As their honey we harvest
And it’s absolutely scrumptious
Bumble bees are the greatest!
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