I don’t know where people are finding the prompts for NaPoWriMo (someone want to send me a link?) but this new haiku-like form is spouting everywhere in response to a prompt yesterday. Here’s my contribution:
poem- Black Wind April 4, 2014
A little magnetic poetry, on the fridge, of course! Several sets represented. The photo is not as tightly focused as I’d like. Sorry about that.
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poem- lake glass April 3, 2014
Today the lake is glass
Polished and glistening
Sparkling and shimmering
Getting ready for the party
that summer will bring.
poem- mosquito poems April 2, 2014
I lie
Poems buzzing
about my head
Like mosquitoes.
I wait
For them to land,
Pinch them carefully,
Drop them into a
preserving jar of ink,
seal them between
leaves and binding.
I lie,
Free to seek
the peace
of sleep.
poem-gastric catastrophe April 1, 2014
The dog
comes inside,
his belly
mewling like he’s swallowed
a litter of kittens
and their yowling mama.
Is it indigestion,
or did that temptress on the fence
finally fall
into his waiting jowls?
poem-magic mirror March 31, 2014
The lake has captured the sky
reflecting clouds on blue silk,
shore lines doubled,
snow dusted trees, like brushes,
paint mist
suspended half way between reality
in a magic mirror of spring.
poem- wind wise March 29, 2014
She is wind wise
changeable
blowing hot and cold
changing
She murmurs
whispered promises
through trees
and laughs
on ocean waves.
She is still.
She is powerful.
She is wind wise.
poem- home March 28, 2014
Home from the boarding kennel
Dogs drape themselves
on the carpets,
snoozing noisily.
Canine vacation was exhausting, too.
poem- crap! March 27, 2014
T’is the season
snow is melting
that’s the reason
things are smelling
Get the shovel
bag all the crap
shoulder muscles
ache while it splats
into the bag
Excrement is
winter’s last joke:
dog- doo dizzy
I want to choke!
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Home from vacation and duty calls! Yuck. The back yard melt reveals a lot of mess. Gross.
poems- there be whales here! March 26, 2014
First a tumbling of the waves
then a shot of spray
while the bulk of gray
rises as we watch safely
from two hundred metres away.
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Hubby took pity on my whale-less sighting attempts (which were quite pathetic, truly) and booked us a whale watching trip. I saw four clearly. 3 were feeding in a shallow area we couldn’t get too close to, then a 4th was in a really good spot for excellent viewing. We went out and saw a couple of others, but they weren’t as impressive as gray whale 383. I tried to video him, so I may post that if it worked. (Don’t get your hopes up. I tend to think I’m filming when I’m not, and visa versa).
Shawn L. Bird 