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Spring gives us a bounty of berries, bringing a tingle to the tongue
The prescious and fragile dainty fruit goes into a box to travel wide
Ending up in mermaid bars, casinos, hippie vegan food truck rallies
Strawberry creations echo nostalgia, new sensations for the young
Shortcake, ice cream, blintzes, and cobbler are sources of culinary pride
To reign as queen of the spring time desserts classic pastry is required
Butter and flour become pie crust, vessel of perfect hills and valleys
To hold the ruby colored flavor gem delight in a sweet bed of elegance
Enjoy April by savoring some of the poems at #NaPoWriMo. Find new poets and new meaning in writing poetry.
Return the wagon to the stable, sitting still while the wheels look like speed
Red paint and chrome polish reveal a strong need to be admired in the crowd
Having taken up the badge of a hero, our tasks must constantly offer risk
To quiet the spectators, sharpen the sword, and to make the unconscious heed
A supercilious voice shrill, screeching, full of bold preaching, for crying out loud
Beneath the shelter of oblivious patrons of civil duty and artful tax evading dodge
The storm is brewing at the core of the society, hail falls steadily, wind is brisk
Tightrope strung in the path of a tornado, stars stream backdrop, time forgot
Today I took the prompt to write a san san, a form from Chinese involving an intricate pattern. Find your place in a world of poets during April. #NaPoWriMo is the place to look or submit your own work.
Executioner extraordinaire sailed to London from France
Her majesty was exposed to pomp and plenty of circumstance
Her death in public left politicians in peril, scattering like rats
Church tangled in the state’s affairs, power heading for collapse
Royal beheading, betrayal of honor, settled firmly with one glance
Call the servants to dress and groom the prisioner queen
Her ghostly praying is spooky, mumbled beneath this final scene
Gallows crowds fill the center courtyard to witness a royal flush
As her face is placed on the block the people respond with a hush
Followed quickly by gasping horror, then silence, cold and mean
April is #NaPoWriMo, a time to write poetry. This prompt for a limerick of a dark and scary nature took me by surprise. I am sure it is my first limerick but will probably not be the last.
The alchemist left a pile of books on the table with hints
About the kind of recipe we would need to visualize
To be kind in sacred places, such as heaven with Betsy
It turned out to be a very funky project for our powerful group
We concluded that our common mind was unconquerable
The prompt for yesterday’s #NaPoWriMo poem was to create poetry using spines of books. After seeing some very good ones by my fellow poets I had to attempt one myself.
Spring will flash by quickly with little time to tell pollinator possibilities
How full of potential my flowers are, how worth the effort to inspect
My color signals ripe and ready, opening to the best of my capabilities
I have radiant secrets to reveal, a botanical ancestry to save and protect
These flowers open for a brief show of all our strengths and our debilities
Time is our tricky limitation we must speak our mind and be very direct
April is National Poetry Writing Month, aka #NaPoWriMo. Enjoy reading or writing some poetry this month.
The sails of the ship are set for a voyage to the edge of the map
Where the orphan dog and the sandman keep company in dreams
Each has received instructions that niether match nor overlap
To find meaning in the readings we hear murmured behind the scenes
The moment we weigh anchor the parrot starts to warn it is a trap
Hard to tell if the bird knows something or has been taught these routines
April is Poetry month. Join the fun all month at #NaPoWriMo. Write, read recite, invent, enjoy poetry!
Does the conversation turn to dust in a can of ancient fish sauce
When originality is mentioned? Why can we not agree that diversity is fun?
The water was left running in the kitchen, sink overflowing, food floating
Into the back yard, over the fences, drifting into pieces as it scattered
The hungry mass of humanity was washed away to sea on a lump of sugar
Still retaining the sweetness of the last big stadium event we witnessed
Watching, unable to save the system as it collapses, we break for lunch
I have a hunch this picture is just a shadow of the future chaos in store
If we listen with concentration there is a sound of the ocean’s roar
Visit the #NaPoWriMo site to discover new poets around the world. April is the month to celebrate poetry.
Wake and take in the surroundings, sift them through a fine sieve
Look for the truth as it encompasses the conversation and the will
Harmony and dissonance find places in the choir, singing praise and doubt
Words without meaning come pouring out of mouths fed with rhetoric
No thinking behind the listless existence slumping along the time line
History will remember how complicated and yet how vapid we have been
Preening our personal images and treasuries for self sustenance
We fail to notice that everything is connected to everything, us included
Tragic environmental horrors are being concocted to torture the future
While we wait for somebody else to be present and stay present in this instant
The poetry party is rolling across the internet in April. Join the fun by submitting a poem, attending a local event, or just reading something new. Find out how to participate at #NaPoWriMo. You may find out that you are a poet!!!
If we revolve around our sun and some suns revolve around Saturn,
Where is the middle of the orbit? Does it change when the air is colder?
Is there a reason for the shapes we use for surrounding our central theme?
Does anyone know the prompt for today? Is it rhyme or reason?
I believe at the end of any season the harvest of jewels pours forth
On the owners and on the interlopers who arrive when the piñata breaks
Join Poets around the world each day in April for #NaPoWriMo. Find joy and words here.