It's Still Life

                                   for I.) dVerse Body and Poetry. My “degradation” is single eye AMD,

I.
A Slow Degradation

It’s hanging silent
that moon.
It keeps ignoring you,

in the forest,
on a hill,
shrouded in clouds.

I’m blinded by sight. Sightless, but
the truth I hear is still inside me.

So speak. So scream,
you beg the moon,
just so I can see you.

But it’s hanging silent,
in the forest,
on a hill,
in a shroud of clouds.

And when the moon’s
bright face is gloom, let
my memory speak of it.

NaPoWriMo Day 9:  A To-Do List

II.
A Spider’s To-Do List

start new web
eat web
start new web near open window
repair web
observe spider entering open window
repair web
introduce myself to new spider
repair web; new spider not friendly
help new spider out of bathtub
repair web; new spider still unfriendly
eat web
pursue new angle under bed
start new web

III.
When a Tulip Blooms

in yellows, reds,
greens infrared
with sap flowing
so sweet I’m fed.
in sun and warmth
upon my head,
to spring I’ll wed
and never part.

IV. The Poeming Found Poetry Challenge 

IV. 

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Written for I.) dVerse Body and Poetry. My “degradation” is single eye AMD, II.) NaPoWriMo A List Poem, III. PA AprilPAD a persona poem, and IV. The Poeming Found Poetry Challenge.
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