APRIL 30, 2010 SECOND RESPONSE (PATH'S END)

Path’s End
Where is the yellow brick road
That’s in a child’s dream?
Where is the line between
Morals taught/ Lessons learned?
Where is the blue horizon
Just as the storm arrives?
Where is the starry night sky
Just as dawn’s born?
Where is the gingerbread house,
That’s in fairy tale land?
Where is the dream of forever
That’s at path’s end!

APRIL 28, 2010 POEM A DAY (BALANCING ON LINE)

For today's prompt, write an end of the line poem. Maybe the narrator of your poem is at the end of his or her line. Other possible lines that have an end: assembly lines, phone lines, power lines, rail lines, graph lines, dotted lines, waiting lines, lines of poetry, etc.

Balancing On Line

In the glooming time
Where day exhales the
Last of the oranges
And the night inhale
The violets of darkness
There you will find
Where reality and magic
Can both be seen

In the dawn
Where night exhales the
Last of ebony
And the day inhales
The first of gold

Where magic and reality
Both will find
Me balancing on the line

Where one can hear rainbows

APRIL 25, 2010 POEM A DAY CHALLENGE (SINGING POEM)

For today's prompt, write a poem inspired by a song. Be sure to include the song and artist (if known) with your poem, so that we can all make our own mix CDs to write poetry.

Singing poem

I don't want to grow up
I don't want to grow up
I don't want to be a toys are us kid

I don't want to be singing
I don't want to be singing
I don't want to be a singing poet!
I would have been a musician

APRIL 24 POEM A DAY CHALLENGE (GOOD NIGHT)

4-24-2001
For today's prompt, write an evening poem. My initial thought is that this poem would somehow involve the night, but upon further reflection, I guess it could be about evening things up or something.

Good Night

Springs' night air whispers your scent
Enticing my longing to touch you

On the back porch, you sit across from me
Behind you the orange and red of sunset
Plays with the light on your hair.

As the sunset passes into dusk
I whisper "Good Night"
To the sun's last ray of day


You smile
The evening’s darkness exhales
You are with me
And I am safe in your presence.

APRIL 22, 2010 POEM A DAY CHALLENGE (EARTHEN CONNECTION)

For today's prompt, write an Earth poem. You can decide what an Earth poem is. Maybe it's a poem about the planet; maybe it's actually the lowercase earth (a gardening or burial poem?); maybe it's just a poem that happens on (or to) Earth; maybe it's even written in the voice of extraterrestrials (that might be fun). No matter how you decide to roll with it, have a very poetic Earth Day!



Earthen Connection

I take the pitch fork out from hibernation
It has been there, in the dark corner since last spring
Hands garbed in green and white poke-a-dotted gloves
I take the sturdy handle in my right hand
And stab it into the compose of the winter
Turning each fork-fill like pancakes on a griddle
It is an act of cleansing the soil
Worms, bugs slitter and crawl by
From my rude and unannounced calling
Now with the new clean soul, I bend to my knees
In homage, to remove any stones I have shuttled to the top
Rhythmically I make straight rows
With my hands reaching deep into the soil
Tenderly, I arrange all the vegetables in order
Placing their new born roots into the holes
Covering them with care and love of the newly cultivated soil
I wipe my brow and smudge dirt across it
My knees have been blackened with my hours of work
I am exhausted
I turn on the hose
Cool the top of my head
And sun burnt back
Turn slowly and spray my new veggie garden
The pleasure of self grown veggies, or a fresh rose,
Iris, daffodil, chamomile, mint or sage beyond my door
Allows me, my private earthen connection.

APRIL 3, 2010 POEM A DAY CHALLENGE (CREATION OF SHAHENDA)

2010-04-03

 For today's prompt, I want you to take the phrase "Partly (blank)," replace the blank with a word or phrase, make that the title of your poem, and then write the poem. For instance, your poem might be titled "Partly Cloudy," "Partly Crazy," "Partly Out of Touch," or whatever.

Creation of Shahenda

I am partly the moon
From the radiance of the sun

I am partly the earth
From the quenching of the rain

I am partly the sun
From the gravitation of the Galaxy

I am partly the water
From the winds of the atmosphere

I am partly the plant
From the photosynthesis of light

I am partly the daughter
From a father unknown

I am partly the sister
From siblings of others

I am partly the wife
From the desires of other

I am partly the maid
From the needs of gaggle

I am partly the chief
From the lust of taste

I am partly the painter
From the scenes that haunt me

I am partly green
From the found object collages created

I am partly the word
From the poetry I weave

I am partly myself
From the world around me