AprPAD: Day 21

Tabula Rasa

There was a word
in my head for all of this.

Sunrise that greets another day.
A farewell to night
and sleeplessness.

A dog dreaming in the sun.

Dust rising,
falling in the wake
of your moods like

flushed pink apple blossoms
almost drowning.

for dVerse Quadrille 102 Flush

NaPoWriMo Day 21: “homophonic translation” using Poetry International

The Voyage

That it landed,
ship of lingering hemlock,
that floated thick on seas,
and from where I stand
in torn jib,
freed,
where lest I’ll come.

Screenshot 2020-04-21 at 12.43.12

 
 

PA Day 21: Anti Love Poem

My Anti-Love Poem

For the life of me,
I cannot write a love poem
that isn’t laughable
or sticky-sickly-sweet,
and I don’t do
sticky-sickly-sweet because
my husband is diabetic.

 
 

©️ Misky 2020 It’s Poem a Day month. These are all 1st drafts.

 

8 responses to “AprPAD: Day 21”

  1. You’ve had a busy day today! I love ‘Tabula Rasa’, particularly the lines:
    ‘Dust rising,
    falling in the wake
    of your moods like
    flushed pink apple blossoms
    almost drowning.’
    It’s like it’s in slow motion.
    I also enjoyed ‘The Voyage’ with its ‘ship of lingering hemlock’ and I appreciate the ‘Anti Love Poem’ – I’m diabetic too!

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    1. Some days words just pour out as if talking to an old friend. Unfortunately I’m just talking to myself lately.

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  2. Interesting to equate our mood to falling pink blossoms. Captures my thought!

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  3. I like the description of night as one of sleeplessness.

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    1. Glad you like it, Frank, but in truth it’s the pits. 😳

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  4. (A bit of a productive day 🙂) – the quadrille is wonderful – haiku like – each line a painting and that last image of ‘almost drowning’ in blossoms – conveys both joy and melancholy. Sigh. Also, the magpie painting is terrific – ‘almost’ upstages Crichton’s words. Bravo.

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    1. Yes, I also made a 1 kilo loaf of sourdough rye bread.

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  5. Love the idea of a dog dreaming away in the sun, but I especially like these lines as they seem to hold so much “in between”…..

    “Dust rising,
    falling in the wake
    of your moods like

    flushed pink apple blossoms
    almost drowning.”

    Wonderful 🙂

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