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Day 20 NaPoWriMo 2021
Day 20 Napowrimo: Write a Korean Sijo and PA’s AprilPAD: Write a Love or Anti-love poem The Last Thaw (a Korean Sijo poem) That was the last frost of winter – the garden is singing.Two birds are pulling a worm from the lawn – same worm, yet they pull.I’m warm in your arms – hardly recall how…
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Day 19 NaPoWriMo 2021
NaPoWriMo Day 19: A Rant A Few Bugaboos jigsaw puzzles missing piecesclocks displaying the incorrect timea sliver in my finger that I can’t seeunflushed toiletsphotos that fadea curry stain on my favourite blousecar alarmslitter in the hedgerowsa drippy tapalarm clocks on Sundaysplastic flowers on graves wide-body cars in the carparkunmade bedswatery eyes and a stuffed…
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Day 18 NaPoWriMo 2021
NaPoWriMo Day 18: A prose poem based on another poem’s title from Susan G. Wooldridge’s Poemcrazy: Freeing Your Life with Words. I chose the poem The Ginkgo. For AprilPAD write an ekphrastic poem, which is the Found poem from the Bosch micro-image. The Ginkgo There comes a point, as a child, when your view opens to a whole new horizon.…
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Day 17 NaPoWriMo 2021
NapoWriMo “Moon” and AprilPAD “Waiting” using Poetic form: Korean Sijo 14-16×3 A Touch Hallucinatory (form: Korean Sijo) I’ve long known this ginger moon swinging in the stone cold nightIt dims the stars and draws frayed clouds across its pewter faceAnd sat beside my foot, a toad singing like the fiercest wind for and shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on Twitter …
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Day 16 NaPoWriMo 2021
ON OLD ROADS Oh pity the ankles on the rock and rumbling cobblesThe horse, the cart, and drawn wagons across its rattling ground,That cannot suppress the push and grind of echoes bound to footsteps. Poetic form: Korean Sijo 14-16×3, which I first discovered at Peter Frankis‘s superb collection of poetry. Photo by Joakim Honkasalo on Unsplash, and shared with @Experimentsinfc #APoemADay on…
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Day 16 NaPoWriMo 2021
NaPoWriMo Day 16 : A Skeltonic verse, and PA’s AprilPAD “A City Poem” Wealden Hall, Lewes, W. Sussex This old village abovebusy city shove,is dab and wattle thereof.Roofs thatched and rough,and doves in the eaves.These old timbers speakof Anne of Cleves For The Poeming Found Poetry Challenge, Day 16 Written for NaPoWriMo Day 16 : A Skeltonic…
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Day 15 NaPoWriMo 2021
How to Turn an Idiosyncrasy into a Story My mother was always pulling up mysocks. Get on with the job, she’d say. She could’ve run a swank Swiss hotel,flicked sheets across the bed witha single smooth backhand stroke. I didn’t inherit that skill from her. And she had blisters on her handsfrom digging overly ripe…
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AprilPAD Day 14: The Jade Rabbit
I’m Sitting Here Remembering … walking up Cat Street, and howsun baked the back of my neck,and when I walked past that shopwith icy air-conditioned breezes blowing on to the street, and howI turned on the ball of my foot andstepped inside to escape the heat,and it was a tiny shop wedged in between luggage…
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Day 14 NaPoWriMo 2021
NaPoWriMo Day 14: Explore the meaning of your first or last name. The This and That of Brændeholm There’s this bit, and then there’sthat bit. It’s a two-bit kind of aname that is old Norse, the first halfbusy, going about burning downthe place, the place being an islet,which is an eyot, yes eyot, or an…
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dVerse Animals
To Love a Rabbit Rabbit, my Rabbit,we each are one.You and I from thatfirst time drawn. You needed an expanse of sea.I needed to see the moon, but we’re surrounded byourselves, and invisibleto time. We need noin-between. No dance. We eat strawberries on drawing paper.We grow flowers for their scent. Your footsteps are pressedin a…
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