Tag: NaPoWriMo
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Seven attempts to settle my mind
i. my mind chews its way through each of my lessons spitting back what the animal dislikes savoring its own justifications ii. I am lost – outbursted, debris stirred-up from head to toe, carnivorous, unyielding – yet you wait for me, still iii. storm rides its pounding path overhead swallows me while the eye between…
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Old elm (revised)
Abandoned farmhouse, graying outbuildings. In your final winter, you stood with empty, cracking branches to tell us plain that your kind shade would be gone – My father, too, would warn us so in his gruffled, dying voice to give us time to account, to record, to not be frightened. Empty sky. Time unwinds. I…
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And our longings will meet
coming in the house with sand between your toes or mud covering your boots, you may pause by my old needlepoint and long for vague days cradled in my arms, singing on your father’s shoulders, woods, dunes, day dreaming on long highways, prairie, corn stalks clicking by
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2019, my Dad and coming back
2019 was a year that was filled with loss for me and my family – a dear aunt, my step mother and then Dad. I have not been able to write much, but am now ramping up for NaPoWriMo. Plus, I am beginning a yoga teacher training and have promised to rekindle my writing practice…
Poems from in between 