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{o}riginal poetry and public thoughts

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[m]y original poetry and public thoughts on the creative process. Feel free to share your thoughts on what you read here. -[w]ill

Archive for the 'NaPoWriMo' Category

Little Wooden Train

Wednesday, April 30th, 2008

(NaPoWriMo Day#30)
A train rolls down a wooden track Guided by a child’s imagination Journeying through time and places Through a mind growing and molded By every moment he is alive Each [...]

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Echoing Chamber

Tuesday, April 29th, 2008

(NaPoWriMo Day#29)
A phone rings inside An empty house. The Sound bounces off of Polished wooden floors Seemingly searching For somebody to Answer it. The first [...]

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The Poet-Child

Monday, April 28th, 2008

(NaPoWriMo Day#28)
I need to read more poems Long and short; Of love and pain. The more I write the more I Hear the poets calling me; Encouraging me to learn. The potter with no teacher Is merely a [...]

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The Flower Bed of Beverly Nichols

Sunday, April 27th, 2008

(NaPoWriMo Day#27)
Drops of water drip from a leaking gutter To a newly soiled flower bed ten feet below. In a rocking chair he watches the destruction. Dirt once combed over perfectly by hand Lovingly smoothed by [...]

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Creationism

Saturday, April 26th, 2008

(NaPoWriMo Day#26)
Inspiration comes from staring At blank screens with fingers on keyboards; From pens frozen in hands while The writer stares off into the distance. In those moments of silence God [...]

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It’s Spring Again

Friday, April 25th, 2008

(NaPoWriMo Day#25)
A few remaining cars sparsely fill The parking lot at evening’s rush hour Their owners work a few hours more For the luxury to drive them home
She stares at the hood of her’s Admiring the [...]

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On River’s Edge

Thursday, April 24th, 2008

(NaPoWriMo Day#24)
Have you ever held your hand still Just above a river’s passing water Liquid rushing by reaching for your skin Jumping up; eager to commune with you Beckoning you to dip a finger in

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Good Morning to You Dear Bird

Wednesday, April 23rd, 2008

(NaPoWriMo Day#23)
A bird made the decision to build a nest In the small tree outside my front door Every morning, as I leave for work It startles me with a flurry of wings As I startle [...]

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Burden for Breakfast

Tuesday, April 22nd, 2008

(NaPoWriMo Day#22)
I bought a lady breakfast today In her dry, scarred hands she held A handful of miscellaneous coins She gathered from other patrons That passed through those doors In her [...]

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Untitled

Monday, April 21st, 2008

(NaPoWriMo Day#21)
Title me untitled For I do not have a name Worthy of speaking praise
Title me unforgiven For my thoughts of you are not mistakes I will ever regret
Title me unnumbered [...]

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