NaPoWriMo Day 20

Avocados Cream cheese cream sickles Milk-both Yogurt Peanut butter singles Cheese straws strawberries I saw her look in my cart I remember she told us she loved avocados She told me about former students whose faces I barely recall and ended saying, “I’m glad I ran into you. I think I have accounted for all […]

NaPoWriMo Day 19

  Birdsong arranged on a tray with Earl Grey and grandmother’s silver A chimera pocketed from spring wet with the scent of adventure and bergamot. A wink and a shadow from the bottom of the cereal box where the prize was supposed to hide.

NaPoWriMo Day 18

You had me at soldier not warrior, nothing so confident, but a stance Decimation, every tenth word stoned to death You enlisted peculiar angles, a man-at-arms length trimmed of spirit and bathed in codes of syllables and lies that many welcomed as mere suggestions like Paris in spring I don’t know who this is about…Hemingway […]

NaPoWriMo Day 17

Today a bluebird plucked all the nesting material out of the box. Twigs and dried grass in her beak she flew to some other site. Some other place where the air is not so arthritic and the cherry blossoms shelter enlightenment. Her thatchwork is provision, a blue feathered urge to the future built on a […]

NaPoWriMo Day 16

Word Play Wurd Pray Close   near   Closss Close   to block entry   Clozzz Closest   superlative                         super  la  tiv                                   lalala  tiv to the […]

NaPoWriMo Day 15

The Pots & Pans if my kitchen were a rock band Sinfonia de prodigious if my laundry were a symphony Suburban Sprawl if my neighborhood sang the Memphis Blues “I don’t wanna be alone in the darkness…” if Eminem was in my garage For an encore: The Chipped Dishes Quartet sings the country music classic […]

NaPoWriMo Day 12

Three poorly written triolets: It must have a rhyme like ABA And the words to make a bit of sense That’s what all the websites say It must have a rhyme like ABA Poetry writing for a rainy day No need for any snooty pretense It must have a rhyme like ABA And the words […]

NaPoWriMo Day 11

Drive the back way home he told me I forgot, so we turned down a side street to get to a side street to get to the back way home, because he wanted me to see fuscia azaleas blooming in a neighbor’s yard that were so fabulouly fuscia-y I said wow In the trunk was […]