National Poetry Month – Week Three
April 15The whiteness mocks me in my despair. From whence does the time flow? I sit, alone, in my hard wooden chair, Wondering, am I on a plateau? Trying to cudgel out some more prose, But I’m no Henry David Thoreau! I need help before I can compose. Maybe I’ll settle for a glass of Merlot.
April 16There once was a party so delightful The guest list was something quite frightful. But there was dancing on tables And damage to sables That at the end I had grown quite spiteful!
April 17 – Dedicated to my Twitterbeans on both coasts.I sneeze and sneeze
And cough and wheeze
Oh won’t somebody please,
Develop a spring breeze
That won’t bring me to my knees!
April 18White and brown
A curl of smoke
A happy sniff
I love my Green Mermaid
It’s Starbucks time!!
April 19 – haikuA lift of the lips
Has the meaning of the world,
When one is in love.
April 20 – a standard sonnet in salute of books (although I do love my Kindle!)I found true love, solid and sure.
I raced the clock and found the cure.
I’ve talked to rabbits and mice and moose.
I’ve seen evil win. I’ve seen good lose.
I drove a Beemer; I rode a bike.
I know what men and women like.
I’ve learned about weight loss.
I’ve seen pictures of Macross.
I close my eyes and hear the cadence.
I see the sun in all its radiance. Aloft I have held that magic sword,
All within the written word.
April 21 – The day before Earth DayThe sun and other stars
Stoke their fiery furnaces
And without thought, create the stuff of life. We burn dinosaurs
And trees, and each other,
And without thought, wield destruction. Which is the more glorious creation?