Haiku day
.
For fifteen years now
warming my life, chair, lap, bed:
small bread-colored cat
Sunday, April 17, 2016
April 2016 Poem A Day # 17 - a Haiku
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Saturday, April 16, 2016
April 2016 Poem A Day #16 - My Order
My order
I want a small order
not a plateful big enough for ten
I don't want butter or salt
Forget the meat, not today
I don't want a lot of sugar
or while flour or grease
Don't bring me green vegetables
cooked into a grey green blob
no wilted lettuce no
clump of white rice
Don't bring any soda
no creamer either
Wait.
.
I'm going home for lunch.
Friday, April 15, 2016
April 2016 Poem A Day #15 In The Gallery
For this prompt a set of words were given, an instructions were to pick four to use in the poem:
flat ring lavish gaudy vessel paper tooth blacklist
In the Gallery
the statue wore a flat gold ring of gaudy teeth
around its marble neck, a lavish emblem
of artistic excess or social extreme
.
each tooth covered in scrimshaw
ceremonial pictures
for a biting afternoon
.
A critic in the paper said
the show should be blacklisted
or delisted or at the least recycled.
.
No one
read the review.
Thursday, April 14, 2016
April 2016 Poem A Day #14 Avoidance Syndrome
Temporary Avoidance Syndrome
Decades ago I sang in noisy bars
a couple times a month
four forty-minute sets
songs of my own construction.
Between sets, for
15 minutes, I'd hide
outside in the car
or in the restroom stall
to think or read a book
too shy too introverted
needing to gather
my strength
to navigate the next set
and during each song
break the social contract
take off the daily mask
Wednesday, April 13, 2016
April 2016 Poem A Day #13 The Last Rain
The Last Rain
trickled off over hardened parched earth
didn't stop to water a plant
fled down hill but
in the terrible heat
shrank into vapor
failed to reach the streambed
didn't say goodbye
or write a note
to the mysterious properties
of a lovely storm.
Maybe next season.
April 2016 Poem A Day #12 Cafe Faux Pas
The prompt was write a silly or a serious poem. Obviously I went silly today.
Cafe Faux Pas
Cafe Faux Pas
Coffee with cocoa
Coffee with loco
and a side of sly
caffeine
to keep up
the dream of busy
days.
While I'm scratching my head
they bring decafe instead.
Now I's ready for bed. :(
April 2016 Poem A Day #11 Defensive
Defensive
Little crab has backed into a corner.
The backwards days are over.
Side-to-side is not an option.
.
Little crab waggles eye stalks,
blinks, raises claws,
ready to go forward.
Go forward or bust.
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