Thursday, April 27, 2017

Were You Born in a Barn? - NaPoWriMo

Photo credit to my mother-in-law, Sharon.
Were You Born in a Barn?
Look with your eyes
   Instead of your mouth.
If you don't have anything nice to say,
   Don't say anything at all.
See this thing here?
   It is called a, "light switch."
If it was any closer
   It would have reached out
   And bit you.
Close the door.
   Or were you born in a barn?
Maybe you're spending too much time
   Staring at the boob-tube.
If you're going to roughhouse,
   Take it outside.
We do not hit.
Turn that down.
Keep your eye on the ball.
Don't borrow trouble.

It was all good advice,
   Even if we didn't recognize it,
   At the time.
Photo credit to my my sister, Sarah (the one on the left).
Note:  This is an installment of my endeavor to write a Poem-A-Day in honor of April being National Poetry Month.  If you want to take part in the annual celebration of all thing poetry consider signing up to receive a poem each day in your email courtesy of the Academy of American Poets.  Or take participate in Poem-in-Your-Pocket Day on April 27th.  There are also loads of Poem-a-Day challenges on the local and international level to inspire creativity and hone the art of poetry writing.

Wednesday, April 26, 2017

The Rainstorm - NaPoWritMo

The Rainstorm
I could have brought an umbrella.
I could have changed into boots.
I could have called for a ride.
I could have adjusted my plans.
I could have waited it out.

But, I didn't
So I just got wet instead.
And all was well.
Note:  This is an installment of my endeavor to write a Poem-A-Day in honor of April being National Poetry Month.  If you want to take part in the annual celebration of all thing poetry consider signing up to receive a poem each day in your email courtesy of the Academy of American Poets.  Or take participate in Poem-in-Your-Pocket Day on April 27th.  There are also loads of Poem-a-Day challenges on the local and international level to inspire creativity and hone the art of poetry writing.

Tuesday, April 25, 2017

The Mindfulness of an Apple - NaPoWriMo

The Mindfulness of an Apple
Everything is.
Everything is a miracle,
if you stop a second
To breathe it in.
Even this apple,
Just a simple little fruit,
A little uneven and leaning to one side,
Brilliant red,
With splashing flames of golden.
Born of improbability--time, rain, sun, blooms, bees--
In an orchard west of here.
I wonder...
...how old is the tree?
...who planted?
...and when?
...who picked this apple?
...do they love honeycrisps as much as I do?
....or maybe more?
All this before the sweet flesh passed my lips,
Before the juices dribbled down my chin.
Note:  This is an installment of my endeavor to write a Poem-A-Day in honor of April being National Poetry Month.  If you want to take part in the annual celebration of all thing poetry consider signing up to receive a poem each day in your email courtesy of the Academy of American Poets.  Or take participate in Poem-in-Your-Pocket Day on April 27th.  There are also loads of Poem-a-Day challenges on the local and international level to inspire creativity and hone the art of poetry writing.

Saturday, April 22, 2017

Each Sacred Coat - NaPoWriMo

Each Sacred Coat
I rubbed some of the lignite into the leather
As we hiked the badlands
And now we're one.
Tied together through experiencing each other.

It pleasures me to recollect all the places
Those boots and I have shared,
Have wandered.
Across the martian red sands at Bryce
Where they temporarily transitioned to ochre
Through dewy meadows littered with spring flowers,
Superficially growing sodden, but not my feet.
Over the thin rail of Angel's Landing
Feeling solid and reliable.
Brushed with Yellowstone's sweet sage
Under the towering ceiling of pine.
Down into the dusty Grand Canyon
And up again.
They've been baptized in the milky waters
Of Grinnell Glacier.

Like tree rings, I envision these layers
One after another
As one journey draws closed so another may open
Each a sacred coat
Which travels home with me
In addition to the joyful song in my heart.
(Matt and I spent our Earth Day hiking.  Oh, what a beautiful, diverse, incredible world with which we've been blessed!!  If you need an idea for incorporating more Earth Day vibes into your everyday life check out this list of simple ideas.)
Note:  This is an installment of my endeavor to write a Poem-A-Day in honor of April being National Poetry Month.  If you want to take part in the annual celebration of all thing poetry consider signing up to receive a poem each day in your email courtesy of the Academy of American Poets.  Or take participate in Poem-in-Your-Pocket Day on April 27th.  There are also loads of Poem-a-Day challenges on the local and international level to inspire creativity and hone the art of poetry writing.

Thursday, April 20, 2017

Front-and-Center - NaPoWriMo

Front-and-Center
I may have poor (friendship) form
When I hit the dance floor
And leave you in the dust
Lingering at the periphery
of the clustered mass of bodies
So I can do my thing.
Slink and weave my way in.

I'm a front-and-center kind of person.

You can always slide through with me.
I'll cut the path while you trail in my wake.
You can stand by my side.
I don't care if you even dance.
(but don't talk to me--I'm busy doing my thing
And that doesn't involve conversation.)
We could share the experience together.

But the center isn't for everyone, I realize.

I ponder my potential rude-ness
Less and less these days
As my limbs twirl and my soul rejoices.
I'm learning to embrace my essence,
Letting it go with the beats and thrums.
We both know where I belong.
I don't think you hold it against me.
You understand I've got important work to do up here.
Note:  This is an installment of my endeavor to write a Poem-A-Day in honor of April being National Poetry Month.  If you want to take part in the annual celebration of all thing poetry consider signing up to receive a poem each day in your email courtesy of the Academy of American Poets.  Or take participate in Poem-in-Your-Pocket Day on April 27th.  There are also loads of Poem-a-Day challenges on the local and international level to inspire creativity and hone the art of poetry writing.

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

Inside the Desert of Me - NaPoWriMo

Inside the Desert of Me
I have scales like a fish
Or maybe more like an iguana
Or a Gila monster, even.
Too arid to be aquatic, I guess.
The landscape of my skin is a desert.
Definitely too dry for a fish.
My scales are red.
Sometimes pink-ish, I suppose.
When I try to flick them off,
Smooth things out,
Catch a loose edge and tug,
They multiply and expand instead.
One becomes two, small becomes large.
The temptation is real.
My fingers itch.
Note:  This is an installment of my endeavor to write a Poem-A-Day in honor of April being National Poetry Month.  If you want to take part in the annual celebration of all thing poetry consider signing up to receive a poem each day in your email courtesy of the Academy of American Poets.  Or take participate in Poem-in-Your-Pocket Day on April 27th.  There are also loads of Poem-a-Day challenges on the local and international level to inspire creativity and hone the art of poetry writing.

Tuesday, April 18, 2017

Springtide - NaPoWriMo

Springtide
The cold of spring almost feels colder
After the warming vernal season has made me bolder
About stepping out with exposed skin
Thinking it will be temperate again.
Only to find all grey and chill
Even the dandelions wrapped up and hiding until
The afternoon sun finally works up some heat
That most excuisite springtide treat
Which yet reminds me of April being just a start
Just one first tentative part
In the cyclic, rhythmic, spinning dance
Of this timeless universal romance.
Note:  This is an installment of my endeavor to write a Poem-A-Day in honor of April being National Poetry Month.  If you want to take part in the annual celebration of all thing poetry consider signing up to receive a poem each day in your email courtesy of the Academy of American Poets.  Or take participate in Poem-in-Your-Pocket Day on April 27th.  There are also loads of Poem-a-Day challenges on the local and international level to inspire creativity and hone the art of poetry writing.