A poem a day in April, about oranges which are known to thwart illness. The scent of oranges Invited me To touch their glossy Skin Surprisingly soft, Supple I picked one up The fruit yielded gently, Loose in it's peel. Drops of water Beaded and shining On that smooth and Supple skin. Leaves Contrasting A … Continue reading Poem #8
Poem #7
A poem a day in April. And because of Spring inchoate. (New word for my vocab!) Because Because I woke to the sun Streaming in the window In this rainy Little town After a dark and Dreary cold and Weary winter, I put on music Opened the window, Let the sun And the spring air … Continue reading Poem #7
Poem #6
Committed to write. To write poetry. Every Day. Every Day in April. Untitled I want to remember Have to remember My sister My beautiful sister The way she was When she was Young.
#5
Because April is Poetry Month Apres Ski Getting off the mountain After a day of skiing After a day of fresh air And Frigid winds Winds that make Your eyes water Winds that make Your cheeks red Your hands Warm Wrapped around a cup A steaming cup A blanket pulled Pulled around and wrapped … Continue reading #5
Poem #4
I hope to churn out a poem a day... because it is April. Sunny, Snowy Morning There is something about The whiteness, Snow covered mountains Trees Shore That glows when The sun touches them That makes my breath Catch in my throat, The weight of it. Pulling down branches Dusting the tops like sugar Reflected … Continue reading Poem #4
Poem # 3
Because April is poetry month... A poem a day. (I do get that this is sappy, but it is what kept floating to the top of my mind, today for poem #3. I couldn't make it go away.) Weston Sloppy wet baby kisses Sticky hand on my cheek Wondering eyes, Wide and curious. Rosy Cheeks, … Continue reading Poem # 3
Poem # 2
Poem number two in my Poetry Month challenge. Second poem ever written.... here goes. Easter Brunch Today I sat with Those I love Radiant sun warmed us Food filled us Tears reminded us Laughter renewed us Today I sat With those I love
Poem # 1
April is poetry month. I am going to write and post one poem a day but first, I must explain. I. Do. Not. Write. Poetry! Toxic. I love to read poetry, and admire those that write it.... So here goes. An exercise in growth I hope, and those friends who ARE poets, critique is welcome. … Continue reading Poem # 1
Sunday Breakfast
Today I woke up to the smell of coffee and waffles. Lovely and familiar, bringing back memories of Sunday breakfasts over the years. Now that the kids are gone we don't really make big productions anymore, but Grace is here for a bit and Scott is making us a nice breakfast. I have so many … Continue reading Sunday Breakfast
Ireland, I Offer This Toast!
St. Patrick's Day is near, near enough to make me think of Ireland. Near enough to make me think of Ireland and family history. Ireland and Mark Hunt, an ancestor of my husbands who left his descendants a gift. A gift in the form of a journal from a childhood spent in Ireland. This gift, … Continue reading Ireland, I Offer This Toast!
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