Flooding water

NaPoWriMo Prompt Day 11:  write a poem in which you closely describe an object or place, and then end with a much more abstract line that doesn’t seemingly have anything to do with that object

Flooding covers the highway

Forcing a new route

The sun’s reflection blinds me


A rose

A rose bush from abandon neighbor’s yard

 A blush thing of beauty 

Transplanted into my yard now blooming pinkish  


Nature’s Garden

The prompt for NaPoWriMo day 5 was to study gardening magazines for inspiration. I thought of several flora on my land that were not planted by humans.

Twenty acres of rolling hills

Plenty to see and investigate

Sweet gum, Sassafrass, Hawthorne, oaks

Autumn Olive, Devil’s Walking Stick

Passion Flower and broomsedge flourish

Creating lush habitat for turkeys, 

Mourning doves, deer and coyotes 

Nature’s succession when left to its own 

NaPoWriMo Day 4

The prompt for April 4 was to write a poem referring to T. S. Elliot’s, “The Waste Land”. In it he writes that April is the cruelest month
October can’t give him a new heart


We expect too much of October

It’s just another month 

Saying Goodbyes
He will be with her tonight

October, you took him from us

Family Portrait

The NaPoWriMo prompt for April 2 was to write about family. I had already planned to write about one sister (caused me to sit up) so I tweaked my thoughts to include everyone in my family.


Gathering everyone together

Wondering what to wear


Mom and dad so young

Mom a seamstress first at home

Later in a factory

Cooked scrumptious meals

Responsible for all

Gone too soon after the picture

Dad an Army soldier in Korea

A farmer

Loved family and dancing

Thrived with family and friends

The oldest rescued/adopted

Loved to learn

Second girl born singing

Third girl followed and took charge

Fourth girl thrived on competition

Finally a boy loved outdoors

Just not farming

Girls fussed and doted on the boy

All came from sharecropper parents

All became professionals

Four teachers

One nurse

Finding their way in the world


April means it is National Poetry Writing Month. The challenge is to write a poem every day this month. I’m not sure I can but I’m going to accept the challenge.

The first prompt is to write a lune, similar to a haiku using a pattern of  5-3-5 syllables or words. My lune uses the pattern of 5-3-5 syllables.


Visits to the beach

Comfort me

Like no other trip