By Jerry “Woody” from Edmonton, Canada [CC-BY-SA-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons
The token
in my story
was going to be
a golden heart,
until I heard
every book
crossing the desk
centered on
that symbol
of life and love,
so I decided
to move a beat
further into
another constant
of life: change.
Henri Théophile Hildibrand [see page for license], via Wikimedia Commons
2013 April PAD Challenge: Day 10 | Write a Poem a Day Until May | WritersDigest.com.
Suffering
I am
at the bottom
of a well.
I have
always
been here,
though
I suspect
I have not.
When I look
up, the
night is
starless
and I imagine
clouds.
The stone
walls of my
prison are
slick with putrid
moss. I
can see
no hope.
I can see
no hope.
By Jennifer Barnard (originally posted to Flickr as Prey) [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons (Use of photo does not imply photographer’s endorsement of the text)
2013 April PAD Challenge: Day 9 | Write a Poem a Day Until May | WritersDigest.com.
Here is mine:
Hunter
A cat from
somewhere
in the neighborhood
has leaped
our cedar fence
and settled
herself, uneasy,
in the snow
under our
bird feeder.
She doesn’t
seem to know
she has no
summer cover
and no bird
will come close
as long as she
is there. Besides,
she is much more
than well-fed.
What draws her
she couldn’t
explain, even if
she had words:
rain forest
shadows in
the blood.
By ESA/Hubble & NASA (http://www.spacetelescope.org/images/potw1108a/) [Public domain or CC-BY-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/3.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons
2013 April PAD Challenge: Day 8 | Write a Poem a Day Until May | WritersDigest.com.
Instruction
From interior
chaos, as
unobtrusively
ordered as
families of
suns swirling
gradually
toward the dark
centers of their
common demise,
or elementary
particles somehow
achieving mass
within each
strand of DNA,
we will structure,
like a mirroring
glass tower,
erected from
an image
in an architect’s
mind.
Vincent van Gogh [Public domain or Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons
#AprilPrompts – Day 6 – Growing – #Children | Donna L Sadd.
Here in western Colorado, spring is brutal, dramatic, and irresistable. I can’t leave it alone as a subject. So here’s my poem about growing:
Growing
Through a rotting
tangle of last year’s
pale blades,
new shoots
struggle up
toward the light,
young and hopeful
they tinge
fallow fields
an incomparable
green.
Okay, with this one, I am caught up for Day 4. Whew! Donna L. Sadd asks us to write a poem about sin. Wow, that lady can come up with them, can’t she? If you want to read the contributions of her community and/or write one of your own, here’s the link:
#AprilPrompts – Day 4 – Sin – #Haiku – #NaPoWriMo | Donna L Sadd.
Here’s mine:
Sin
It was original,
there right from
the start, embedded
in clay scooped
from the creekbed
in Eden’s garden,
that inability
to resist the temptation
to defy authority,
do the denied, and
then lie, covering
everything up with
strategic leaves,
making alternative
arrangements as
the Creator laughed
softly behind His
hand, pretending
to be angry, sending
his charges out
into the rest
of the world to be
the restless souls
He had always
intended.
This is Two-fer Tuesday on Robert Brewer’s blog. Today’s assignment is to write a poem suggested by the word bright, the word dark, or both.
2013 April PAD Challenge: Day 2 | Write a Poem a Day Until May | WritersDigest.com.
Here’s mine:
Bright
Blinding
emergence
from pulsing
red heat
beating darkness
unconscious
junction unaware
of unseen realities
of separation
promising brightness
at the end of
a pressing tunnel
blinking screaming
at bloody murder
of beginning
and all blinding
divisions gradually
emerging
from icy light.
