Category: april is national poetry month
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#POETRY Happy Easter
Easter Baskets. Candy-filled, hollow chocolate bunny, peeps, rabbit-poop jelly beans. Easter outfit. New shoes. Dress. Usually floral. Sometimes white. Church. Easter Hats. New outfits. Long sermons. Boredom. Maybe sun. Maybe rain. Easter Egg Hunt. Pretty hard boiled yuck. Plastic-filled goodness. Flowers. Japanese Cherry-Blossoms. Daffodils. Pansies. Easter-Lily. Dinner. Ham. Potatoes. Salad. Easter candy dessert. Memories. Childhood.…
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#POETRY 6 of 30
Obstacles In a strange mix of common numbers and fondness for all things verbose we intertwined. You started showing me the shards early on. A blanket of ocean sized love could not put out the fireworks that light up and burned the ground of a rational human being when the flint accidentally got ignited. These…
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POETRY 4&5/30
Emergency #1 They say don’t try thisat home but some can’t resistthe need for stitches! Emergency #2 Noodles falling downover clean floors please don’t feedant infestation.
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#POETRY 2/30 "Grace"
I looked up Wikipedia for the definition of grace. Looking up things in Wikipedia is usually a mistake. But I needed some reassurance so I went to the online dictionary And it came out a little something like this: Elegance or beauty of form, action, manner or motion; a pleasing or attractive quality, favor or…
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30 Ways to celebrate National Poetry Month
These are not my ideas you can find them here: http://www.poets.org/page.php/prmID/94 But I am participating.1 poem a day.Did it last year and had great fun.#poetryrocks
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Other people’s poetry
Mary Oliver her poetry is a gift here is one of them Photo: Unique Photography Concepts dot com The Uses of Sorrow (In my sleep I dreamed this poem) Someone I loved once gave mea box full of darkness. It took me years to understandthat this, too, was a gift.
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30 April is National Poetry Month and this is the last poem
Righteous We exchanged ideasYou yelled at how right you areAnd you are rightAnd you are angryAnd your anger is righteousBut I can’t contain or justify your angerI can’t begin to join you in it or go there with youbecause I too, am angry,and my anger can not be contained to just one thingone incidentone injustice.…