Napowrimo April 15th, 2022 Today we are tested to write a poem about something that does not interest us – cheers for that! It’s feeding time at the beach,Foam waves rolling in,Wrinkly feet just out of reach. Bottles carry texts on white crests.My disinterest?Sport, games, cars, clothes, booze, or sex? Uninspiring hoped for hints,Go returnContinue reading “Flotsam and Jetsam”
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The editing suite
Napowrimo April 14th, 2022 Write a poem that is the introduction to a film about your life. Titles:Video: Start with a black screen, I’ve always liked a black screen. No sound. Audio: Fade up the sound of faint, laboured breathingThen easing, getting stronger, small children chatteringNow regular breath and the sound of tea cups clatteringContinue reading “The editing suite”
The light will shine
Napowrimo April 13th, 2022 Today’s challenge is to write a poem that joyfully states that “Everything is Going to Be Amazing.” Sometimes, good fortune can seem impossibly. As they say, “the sun will come up tomorrow,” and if nothing else, this world offers us the persistent possibility of surprise. This last bit reminded me ofContinue reading “The light will shine”
Sitting on the Tethys Sea
Napowrimo April 12th, 2022 Let your writing explore something small – I explored contrasting perspetives On the bed of the Tethys Sea,Higher than any woman has climbed,As high as any man on earth can be. Above the nappes, the gneiss, and schists she sits,Where jet stream winds and ice combine to play,A game of metamorphicContinue reading “Sitting on the Tethys Sea”
Sheenagh Pugh
Sheenagh Pugh is a poet and novelist originally from Wales, now living in Shetland. I found her in the BBC book, The Nation’s Favourite Poems of Journeys where you can find the poem below – I was in Derbyshire at the time, but you could be anywhere you like when you read it. It hasContinue reading “Sheenagh Pugh”
Solo solar system
Napowrimo April 11th, 2022 Today’s prompt, to write about something large. I chose the largest thing I’ve ever known It begins, exquisitely, with a deft touch of the serene.A soft, white flax seed that floats into view,A glossed green acorn dropping into a dusk-dark still pool,And from there, it germinates and grows. One perfect rippleContinue reading “Solo solar system”
Hall of mirrors
Like a snowman in the Sahara, orYesterday in tomorra, orA Christian in Valhalla, Out of place is my space. In search of solace and a solar bun,Mining in vain for a seam of fun,Hunting for spikes for a race that’s run, A shut-up shop is my lot. In the hall of mirrors where I sleep,FracturedContinue reading “Hall of mirrors”
The odd road home
I collected some lines from various conversations and took them out of context to create an odd road home. He pays attention to the smallest of things.She’s a musical madam who tarts out bodhrans, banjos and ukes.There’s more to you than paddles and heads, she said,I love seeing my foxes running wild, he replied. HelloContinue reading “The odd road home”
The outfitter’s scarecrow
Napowrimo April 10th, 2022 Today’s prompt, to write a poem on love. His old clothes don’t fit him anymoreThe reliable suit no longer suits.He could ornament himself in haute couture,In D&G, or JPG and maybe even Armani,In the A to Z of the finest frippery. But he will be naked to his inverse gaze.False asContinue reading “The outfitter’s scarecrow”
Jay Nebula
Naporwrimo 9th April, 2022 Write a nonet, a poetic form of nine lines with descending syllables from nine to one His given middle name is mischief, It’s written in his marble eye, That a galaxy surrounds, Swirling round and around, Reflecting my world. Orbs in orbit. Nebula Of the Jay.
Missives & Musings 