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(NaPoWriMo Day#10) Well enough is done and said Silent words spoken instead In response to verbal barbs Shot quickly and meant for harm Why is it that time flies by Before you attempt to try To defend your wounded pride Your honor will hide inside
(NaPoWriMo #9) Alone flew a bluebird So happy so free Soared high in the air For the whole world to see Not a care in his head Not a fear in his mind So happy go lucky So joyful so kind Each flap of his wings Brought peace to his heart Each song from his [...]
(NaPoWriMo Day#8) Rain drops fall shedding Mist in air floating Inhaled by nostrils Trigger memories Youthful energy Splashing in puddles
(NaPoWrimo Day#7) Tears freeze to scarred skin In the harsh Nor’easter wind Ankles sink to sand as Waves grasp at heavy heels Five years have past now A car wreck but a shadow In shallow memory of time In one man’s mind Perhaps the cold can tell The account of that night Laying in mangled [...]
(NaPoWriMo Day#6) I have been thinking about you I know we should be together But not like this Shhhh Not like this You are gorgeous when you sleep An angel on hiatus Resting wings on earthly bed I want to take you from here From these that do not love you To my home where [...]
(NaPoWriMo Day #5) I thought it was a dream The night I learned I could fly Floating just inches above pavement Feet dangling; reaching for ground I wasn’t unsteady or scared But caught up in the beauty The crisp spring evening air Flowing over face like mist Thinking back on the moment I know it [...]
(NaPoWriMo Day#4) I didn’t know you But I know You did it For us all I know the sacrifice You paid For us all I know the legacy You left For us all I didn’t meet you But I have met The children of your labor I have met Men and women Forever in your [...]
(NaPoWriMo Day #3) Bleup Bloup Bleeup Dripping water expands The mass of massing water In pail number seven Bleup Bloup Bleeup Fragile aged knuckles Bending to grasp another Switches pail between drips Bleup Bloup Bleeup Lord give me strength again To make it through until I See your sun-smile again Bleup Bloup Bleeup Day-dreams of [...]
(NaPoWriMo Day #2) I can feel the air move As I breathe. Not in my lungs Or through my nose or mouth But around me Like the pressure you feel When somebody stands too close Invading your space and Compressing the air in between But it’s all around me Pushing in and against me Making [...]
(NaPoWriMo Day #1 Poem) Hands grip the steering wheel At two and ten o’clock White-knuckled and trembling A drop of sweat rolls Down his nose and waits As if waiting to jump He’s tempted to lift Foot off of brake To push pedal to carpet To leave the scene To not take the blame for [...]