Writers

Here’s a little humor – just so we all don’t take ourselves too seriously during NaPoWriMo:

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All Aboard

Take
this day
examine it
hold it up to the light
check for flaws, irregularities
but by all means
use it
 
Minutes, hours may drag
but the years screech past
relentless a train

This is for Bjorn at dVerse Poets Pub who asked we write something to do with trains.  This is only a passing mention, but I think it still qualifies.

Classic 55

joan eagle2Photo by Joan Filla

Hiking
Brady’s Bluff today
steep steps mark the way
others have gone before me.
It is timeless 
yet new
 
This spring greening
is like the first day
in Elysium,
the breeze
straight from the mouth of Zeus
 
I swear the eagle
flying slow, sad circles
overhead
is Daedalus
looking for his boy

Here is a 55+ for the Imaginary Garden with Real Toads for Day three of National Poetry Month, where some hearty souls are writing 30 poems in 30 days. Today we were asked to write 55 words, with the plus being a classical theme.  The picture was taken today by my talented sister-in-law,Joan Filla, during our hike.

April, National Poetry Month

“Heaven deliver us, what’s a poet? Something that can’t go to bed without making a song about it.” ― Dorothy L. Sayers

Today begins National Poetry Month, no fooling!  It was started by the Academy of American Poets to help increase awareness of poetry in our very prosaic existence.  Here is a link to thirty ways to celebrate poetry.

Another way to celebrate (if you like celebrations with lots of agony (no, not 50 shades of agony)) is to try writing a poem a day for the month of April.  If you’re interested have a peek here: http://www.napowrimo.net/

And if you write a poem a day anyway, just because you are that creative and disciplined, you probably aren’t wasting time reading something like this; and by the way, I sort of hate you.  Well, not really, not hate – I guess it’s more like envy.  And that’s still not good, I know, but I”m working on it.

I’m going to do the NaPoWriMo poem a day challenge on another blog I have that’s not on WordPress.  I’m feeling a bit panicked, because I haven’t been writing ahead with a week or two worth of poems on in reserve.  In fact I haven’t even written today’s #1 poem yet. *gulp*  But I will in a few minutes.  If you’re interested you can have a peek here: http://writinginthebachs.blogspot.com/

And just because I can’t really talk about National Poetry Month without having a poem in the post I’ll include one that I wrote awhile back and still sort of like:

Treasure

Fingers reach
to pick
coral, shells, stones and bones
littered across memory’s beach.
Sands collects
water disburses
air feeds fire.
We stir the cauldron and reflect.
Bury your treasure deep –
golden moments silvery seconds
no matter the lock
they will not keep.