Monday, April 05, 2010

PAD 04/05/10

Day five of the Poem a Day Challenge.  Prompt:  "too much information"

ENCOUNTERS LIKE THAT


a mystery even to him
his life with her
the one thing
he'd meant to do right
how could he tell her
too much information
and she'd fall dead
oh god she would
he'd have to turn his back to bear it
look instead at the silent barn
with gaping holes for doors
humans aren't made
for encounters like that

Sunday, April 04, 2010

PAD 04/04/10

Poem a Day challenge, day 4.  Prompt:  history poem


THERE IS A STORY

then finally you will get to Devils Tower
it should be warm by then
a hint of breeze blowing
through the prayer bundles
tied on limbs of trees
the Evil Wizard will not follow you there
remember the story of the man who was
magically transported to the top
I pray this happens
it would give you strength
and if it does make note of
the buffalo head
that Wooden Leg talked about
you will have to pray all day
so that when you go to sleep
the spirits will carry you down
I cannot come to you
confounded as I am by fear
of things I have done
comforted only by this moon
the only clean thing left

Saturday, April 03, 2010

PAD 04/03/10

Third day of the Poem a Day Challenge.  Today's prompt:  Partly __________.

A NOTE FOUND WHILE DOING LAUNDRY

leave this place
I beg you
the evil wizard has fallen twice
on the wet shale
but he'll be here so very soon
warm clothes are a must
gather your loose hair up under your cap
don't look back
at the yellow porch light glaring in the fog
that is all
I'm only partly to blame

Friday, April 02, 2010

PAD 04/02/10

The second day of the Poem a Day Challenge.  The prompt is "water."  This poem written between classes:


MAYFLIES

the first to mature
scatter across the river
for the birds to eat

Thursday, April 01, 2010

PAD 04/01/10

Time again for the Poem-a-Day challenge for National Poetry Month.  The prompt for today was a "lonely" poem.  Here's mine:


Robert Desnos


I summon the one I love
church bells and Amazing Grace
a bat flies out
make a wish
underneath the maples
echo of a voice

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The Secret of Hurricanes : That article in the Waterville Scout said it was Shake- spearean, all that fatalism that guides the Kennedys' lives. The likelihood of untimely death. Recently, another one died in his prime, John-John in an airplane. Not long before that, Bobby's boy. While playing football at high speeds on snow skis. Those Kennedys take some crazy chances. I prefer my own easy ways. Which isn't to say my life hasn't been Shake-spearean. By the time I was sixteen, my life was like the darkened stage at the end of Hamlet or Macbeth. All littered with corpses and treachery.

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